The Harp and the Cross: A Collection of Religious PoetryWalker, Wise,, 1861 - 348 pages |
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... Sacred Offering . T. H. Gill . Sacred Offering . PART IV . MEDITATION , PRAYER , AND PRAISE . B. Barton . The Bible • 41 Pledges of Mercy Angelic Visitants The Burial of Moses J. Kelle . C. Mackay . 43 • 46 Song of the Manna - Gatherers ...
... Sacred Offering . T. H. Gill . Sacred Offering . PART IV . MEDITATION , PRAYER , AND PRAISE . B. Barton . The Bible • 41 Pledges of Mercy Angelic Visitants The Burial of Moses J. Kelle . C. Mackay . 43 • 46 Song of the Manna - Gatherers ...
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... Sacred Offering . 97 Mrs. Miles . 98 • 99 100 • . 102 103 • 105 · • · 107 • Mary and John , before the Resurrection Sonnet : " At early morn The Walk to Emmaus The Ascension • The Christian Thrones Sandys . S. G. Bulfinch . Sacred ...
... Sacred Offering . 97 Mrs. Miles . 98 • 99 100 • . 102 103 • 105 · • · 107 • Mary and John , before the Resurrection Sonnet : " At early morn The Walk to Emmaus The Ascension • The Christian Thrones Sandys . S. G. Bulfinch . Sacred ...
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... Sacred Offering . . 218 J. Bowring . . 220 The Gate of Heaven Disciples ' Hymn - Book .. 222 Action and Thought • From " The Heavenly Friend ” Q A Remonstrance Quiet from God . Ballad of the Tempest . Written in Sickness " A little bird ...
... Sacred Offering . . 218 J. Bowring . . 220 The Gate of Heaven Disciples ' Hymn - Book .. 222 Action and Thought • From " The Heavenly Friend ” Q A Remonstrance Quiet from God . Ballad of the Tempest . Written in Sickness " A little bird ...
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... sacred truth to acknowledge , linger still ; Preferring bonds and darkness to a state Of holy freedom , by redeeming love Proffered to all , while yet on earth detained . THE PASTOR'S PRAYER AT SUNSET . 17 " Once , 16 NATURE .
... sacred truth to acknowledge , linger still ; Preferring bonds and darkness to a state Of holy freedom , by redeeming love Proffered to all , while yet on earth detained . THE PASTOR'S PRAYER AT SUNSET . 17 " Once , 16 NATURE .
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... sacred shine , Where sounds the beat of angel - wings , And footsteps echo all divine . Their mysteries I never sought , Nor hearkened to what science tells ; For , oh ! in childhood I was taught That God amidst them dwells . The ...
... sacred shine , Where sounds the beat of angel - wings , And footsteps echo all divine . Their mysteries I never sought , Nor hearkened to what science tells ; For , oh ! in childhood I was taught That God amidst them dwells . The ...
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angels Arouse thee Baby Carl beam beauty behold BERNARD BARTON Bethpeor bless blest bosom breast breath bright brow calm canopy of love CHARLES MACKAY child Christ clouds COMMUNION HYMN crown dark dear death deep divine doth dream dying band earth earthly eternal eyes fair faith Father fear flowers gaze gleam glorious glory glow God's GOLDEN LEGEND grace grave grief hallows heath hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope Hosanna hour HYMN Jesus JOHN STERLING life's light live Lord MADAME GUYON mercy morning night o'er peace praise prayer pure rest round Saviour shadow shine SHIRAZ 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 trust truth unto voice weary weep whispers wilt wing words YEAR'S DAY
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Page 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...
Page 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!
Page 258 - Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last — far off — at last, to all. And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry.
Page 12 - Our outward life requires them not ; Then wherefore had they birth ? — To minister delight to man, To beautify the earth. To comfort man, — to whisper hope Whene'er his faith is dim ; For who so careth for the flowers Will much more care for him ! THE WOODLAND SANCTUARY.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 150 - When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber, Its closing eye looks up to Thee in prayer ; Sweet the repose beneath Thy wings o'ershading, But sweeter still to wake and find Thee there.
Page 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...
Page 156 - I slept, and dreamed that life was beauty; I woke, and found that life was duty. Was thy dream then a shadowy lie? Toil on, sad heart, courageously, And thou shalt find thy dream to be A noonday light and truth to thee...
Page 152 - NOT in the solitude Alone may man commune with Heaven, or see, Only in savage wood And sunny vale, the present Deity ; Or only hear his voice Where the winds whisper and the waves rejoice. Even here do I behold Thy steps, Almighty ! — here, amidst the crowd Through the great city rolled, With everlasting murmur deep and loud — Choking the ways that wind 'Mongst the proud piles, the work of human kind.