Our Home Beyond the Tide: And Kindred PoemsCrocker, Cornish, 1872 - 252 Seiten |
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... O'er the sparkling waters bends ; And beneath its shade , with unmeasured bliss , We shall meet our cherished friends . Oh , we soon shall rest in those sacred bowers , Where no cynic our love shall chide , And the saints communion ...
... O'er the sparkling waters bends ; And beneath its shade , with unmeasured bliss , We shall meet our cherished friends . Oh , we soon shall rest in those sacred bowers , Where no cynic our love shall chide , And the saints communion ...
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... o'er the darksome wave , And bless our God for the rest from care In the land beyond the grave . - The waves of sin surge no more round the Rock In the cleft of which we hide : Oh , with longing hearts we wait the call To our home ...
... o'er the darksome wave , And bless our God for the rest from care In the land beyond the grave . - The waves of sin surge no more round the Rock In the cleft of which we hide : Oh , with longing hearts we wait the call To our home ...
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... o'er , When the tired hands cease their striving , And the tired heart aches no more , In that land of light and beauty , Where no shadow ever came To o'ercloud the perfect glory , What shall be my angel name ? When the spirits who ...
... o'er , When the tired hands cease their striving , And the tired heart aches no more , In that land of light and beauty , Where no shadow ever came To o'ercloud the perfect glory , What shall be my angel name ? When the spirits who ...
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... O'er the blossoming earth and the glistening sea , The praise thou inspirest rolls back to thee ; Its tones through the infinite arches go ; Yet crippled and dumb , behold me wait , Dear Lord , at the Beautiful Gate . I wait for thy ...
... O'er the blossoming earth and the glistening sea , The praise thou inspirest rolls back to thee ; Its tones through the infinite arches go ; Yet crippled and dumb , behold me wait , Dear Lord , at the Beautiful Gate . I wait for thy ...
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... o'er surging Galilee , Speaks to thy soul in every stormy hour , " At evening time it shall be light for thee . " Dear voices hushed in Death's unpitying sleep , Thou mayst not hear this side the narrow sea : They echo on that shore ...
... o'er surging Galilee , Speaks to thy soul in every stormy hour , " At evening time it shall be light for thee . " Dear voices hushed in Death's unpitying sleep , Thou mayst not hear this side the narrow sea : They echo on that shore ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ALICE CARY angels ANONYMOUS beautiful land beloved sleep better land blessed bloom blossoms breath bright brow calm cheerful child clouds crown dark dear death dream earth earthly eternal evermore eyes fade fair fair city faith Father fear feet flowers flushing river forever friends gates gentle giveth His beloved glad gleam glorious glory God's golden gone grief HANAFORD hands HARRIET BEECHER STOWE hath heart heaven heavenly HELEN HUNT holy HORATIUS BONAR hour hushed immortal Life's light little hour look Lord LOUISE CHANDLER MOUlton loved and lost LUCY LARCOM morn mortal mother nearer neath never o'er pain path peace pearly gates prayer rest river royal hours Seeds shadows shining shore silent sing skies smile song sorrow soul spirit strife sweet tears tender thine thou throne tide to-day toil trod trust unseen veil voice wait watch weary weep ΤΙΜ
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 193 - And so beside the Silent Sea I wait the muffled oar ; No harm from Him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air ; I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.
Seite 192 - I long for household voices gone, For vanished smiles I long, But God hath led my dear ones on, And He can do no wrong. I know not what the future hath Of marvel or surprise, Assured alone that life and death His mercy underlies.
Seite 158 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Seite 191 - I see the wrong that round me lies, I feel the guilt within ; I hear, with groan and travail-cries. The world confess its sin. Yet in the maddening maze of things. And tossed by storm and flood, To one fixed stake my spirit clings: I know that God is good!
Seite 159 - Let us be patient. These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors ; Amid these earthly damps, What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Seite 76 - Heaven is not reached at a single bound ; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round.
Seite 155 - ONE sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er; I am nearer home to-day Than I ever have been before; Nearer my Father's house, Where the many mansions be; Nearer the great white throne, Nearer the crystal sea; Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our burdens down; Nearer leaving the cross, Nearer gaining the crown.
Seite 220 - What would we give to our beloved? The hero's heart to be unmoved, The poet's star-tuned harp, to sweep, The patriot's voice, to teach and rouse, The monarch's crown, to light the brows? He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Seite 100 - And I sit and think, when the sunset's gold Is flushing river and hill and shore, I shall one day stand by the water cold, And list for the sound of the boatman's oar; I shall watch for a gleam of the...
Seite 199 - As some rare perfume in a vase of clay Pervades it with a fragrance not its own, So, when Thou dwellest in a mortal soul, All heaven's own sweetness seems around it thrown.