The Harp and the Cross: A Collection of Religious PoetryAmerican Unitarian Association, 1857 - 348 Seiten |
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... Angels " It profiteth thee nothing ' " Beg from a Beggar ' 99 The Dial . T. H. Gill . J. S. Dwight .. R. Nicoll . · · Mrs. L. J. Hall . • • 154 156 • 156 • 158 160 . 161 . 162 • 163 166 • 168 J. Very . C. T. Brooks . Sargent's Selection ...
... Angels " It profiteth thee nothing ' " Beg from a Beggar ' 99 The Dial . T. H. Gill . J. S. Dwight .. R. Nicoll . · · Mrs. L. J. Hall . • • 154 156 • 156 • 158 160 . 161 . 162 • 163 166 • 168 J. Very . C. T. Brooks . Sargent's Selection ...
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... Angels Follen · Lines on Channing . Death A Death - Bed . The Martyrdom of Perpetua Sonnet : 1 Corinthians xv . A Funeral Song . The Angel by the Tomb The Pauper's Death - Bed The Presence of the Departed " Call them from the dead ...
... Angels Follen · Lines on Channing . Death A Death - Bed . The Martyrdom of Perpetua Sonnet : 1 Corinthians xv . A Funeral Song . The Angel by the Tomb The Pauper's Death - Bed The Presence of the Departed " Call them from the dead ...
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... angels can read . Lost to man was the key of those sacred hiero- glyphics , Stolen away by sin , - till with Jesus restored . Now with infinite pains we here and there spell out a letter ; Now and then will the sense feebly shine ...
... angels can read . Lost to man was the key of those sacred hiero- glyphics , Stolen away by sin , - till with Jesus restored . Now with infinite pains we here and there spell out a letter ; Now and then will the sense feebly shine ...
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... angels sat ; - the world was young , And men beheld what they behold no more . Ah no ! the harps of heaven are not ... angel . Lo , at Sorrow's call , HOPE hastens down , an angel fair and kind , And whispers comfort whatsoe'er befall ...
... angels sat ; - the world was young , And men beheld what they behold no more . Ah no ! the harps of heaven are not ... angel . Lo , at Sorrow's call , HOPE hastens down , an angel fair and kind , And whispers comfort whatsoe'er befall ...
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... angels hover , Will our hearts be quite at rest ? Nay , fair Canaan Is not heavenly Mercy's best . Know ye not , our glorious Leader Salem may but see , and die ? Israel's guide and nurse and feeder Israel's hope from far must eye ...
... angels hover , Will our hearts be quite at rest ? Nay , fair Canaan Is not heavenly Mercy's best . Know ye not , our glorious Leader Salem may but see , and die ? Israel's guide and nurse and feeder Israel's hope from far must eye ...
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AMERICAN UNITARIAN ASSOCIATION angels Baby Carl beauty behold BERNARD BARTON Bethpeor blest bosom breast breath bright brow calm CHARLES MACKAY child Christ cloud COMMUNION HYMN crown dark dear death deep divine doth dreams dying band earth earthly eternal eyes fair faith Father fear flowers gaze gleam glorious glory God's golden GOLDEN LEGEND grace grave grief hallows heath hand hath hear heart heaven HEAVEN'S GATE heavenly holy hope Hosanna hour HYMN Jesus JOHN STERLING life's light live look Lord MADAME GUYON mercy morning night o'er pain peace praise prayer pure rest round Saviour shine SHIRAZ sigh silent sing Sir Launfal smile solemn song SONNET sorrow soul stars stream strife sweet SYLVESTER JUDD tears thine Thou art thou hast thought throne toil tomb trust truth unto voice weary weep whispers wilt wing words
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 258 - That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Seite 142 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Seite 107 - And Jesus said unto them, Verily I say unto you, That ye which have followed me, in the regeneration when the Son of man shall sit in the throne of his glory, ye also shall sit upon twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel.
Seite 147 - I'd be Nearer my God to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that Thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.
Seite 335 - IN the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me ! When I lie within my bed, Sick in heart and sick in head, And with doubts discomforted, Sweet Spirit, comfort me...
Seite 136 - I SAY to thee, — do thou repeat To the first man thou mayest meet In lane, highway, or open street, — That he and we and all men move Under a canopy of love, As broad as the blue sky above ; That doubt and trouble, fear and pain, And anguish, all are shadows vain, That death itself shall not remain ; That weary deserts we may tread, A dreary labyrinth may thread, Through dark ways underground be led; Yet, if we will...
Seite 61 - IT was the calm and silent night ! Seven hundred years and fifty-three Had Rome been growing up to might, And now was queen of land and sea. No sound was heard of clashing wars — Peace brooded o'er the hushed domain ; Apollo, Pallas, Jove, and Mars Held undisturbed their ancient reign, In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago.
Seite 261 - One song employs all nations; and all cry, ' Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us!' The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Seite 62 - Twas in the calm and silent night! The Senator of haughty Rome Impatient urged his chariot's flight, From lordly revel rolling home: Triumphal arches, gleaming, swell His breast with thoughts of boundless sway: What recked the Roman what befell A paltry province far away, In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago?
Seite 51 - And no man dug that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er ; For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there. That was the grandest funeral That ever passed on earth, But no man heard the trampling, Or saw that train go forth. Noiselessly as the daylight Comes when the night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek Grows into the great sun ; Noiselessly as the spring-time Her crown of verdure weaves, And all the trees on all the hills Open their thousand leaves...