Wayside wisdom for wayfarers; or, Voices from silent teachers. By the ed. of 'Hymns for the household of faith' (J.W.).mrs J Williamson 1873 |
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... Dead - Nettle · To the round - leaved Sundew . The Lark and Nightingale The Dove of the Valley Robins , and their Song The Skylark • J. Richardson 97 S. M. Waring 98 Montgomery 99 M. J. Jewsbury . 100 Excelsior . 101 Wordsworth 104 The ...
... Dead - Nettle · To the round - leaved Sundew . The Lark and Nightingale The Dove of the Valley Robins , and their Song The Skylark • J. Richardson 97 S. M. Waring 98 Montgomery 99 M. J. Jewsbury . 100 Excelsior . 101 Wordsworth 104 The ...
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... dead . " The saints we see not gathered there Blend with the saints we see : One hidden life pervading all In mystic unity . " And in the fulness of the time , This outer world of sin Shall burst and shrivel and disclose The glorious ...
... dead . " The saints we see not gathered there Blend with the saints we see : One hidden life pervading all In mystic unity . " And in the fulness of the time , This outer world of sin Shall burst and shrivel and disclose The glorious ...
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... dead ; - These speak to us of Jesus , Of words that He has said . The little sparrows feeding , The wind that strews the grain , The shepherd gently leading His lambs along the lane ; The patient ass at labour , The cattle in the stall ...
... dead ; - These speak to us of Jesus , Of words that He has said . The little sparrows feeding , The wind that strews the grain , The shepherd gently leading His lambs along the lane ; The patient ass at labour , The cattle in the stall ...
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... dead . They sport with every playful wind Which stirs the blooming trees ; And laugh on every fragrant bush , All full of toiling bees : From the green marge of lake and stream , Fresh vale and mountain sod , They look in gentle glory ...
... dead . They sport with every playful wind Which stirs the blooming trees ; And laugh on every fragrant bush , All full of toiling bees : From the green marge of lake and stream , Fresh vale and mountain sod , They look in gentle glory ...
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... dead ; Deserted palaces of Kings , - Arches of triumph , long o'erthrown , And all once - glorious earthly things , At length are thine alone . Oh , many a temple , once sublime , Beneath the blue Italian sky , Hath nought of beauty ...
... dead ; Deserted palaces of Kings , - Arches of triumph , long o'erthrown , And all once - glorious earthly things , At length are thine alone . Oh , many a temple , once sublime , Beneath the blue Italian sky , Hath nought of beauty ...
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adoring band ALICE CARY angels Art thou Autumn Musings bearing precious seed beauty beneath bird bless blest bliss bloom breast breathe bright Brooklet brow child Choose Thou Christ crown dark dear deep doth dream earth earthless earthly fair faith fancy crown fear feet flowers gentle glory glow God's grace grave hand hath hear thee heaven holy hope hopes and fears hour Jesus labour life's light live Lord lowly MONSELL morning mortal murmur ne'er Neath night o'er path peace praise prayed prayer rejoice rest Saviour seed shadow shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft Songs of Christian sorrow soul sound Of music spring stranger's heart stream striking clock sweet tears THEODORE TILTON There's thine things thou art thou shalt thy dream thy heart toil tread trod trust voice wave weary wind wings words Would'st
Popular passages
Page 125 - I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding ; and, lo, it was all grown over with thorns, and nettles had covered the face thereof, and the stone wall thereof was broken down.
Page 89 - The bird that soars on highest wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing, Sings in the shade when all things rest In lark and nightingale we see What honour hath humility. " When Mary chose the better part, She meekly sat at Jesus' feet ; And Lydia's gently-opened heart Was made for God's own temple meet.
Page 114 - Some murmur, when their sky is clear And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue. And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy gild The darkness of their night.
Page 7 - THERE is a Book, who runs may read, Which heavenly Truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that Book, to show How God Himself is found.
Page 227 - I dare not choose my lot ; I would not, if I might ; Choose Thou for me, my God ; So shall I walk aright.
Page 21 - All as God wills, who wisely heeds To give or to withhold, And knoweth more of all my needs Than all my prayers have told.
Page 227 - THY way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be ! Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out the path for me. Smooth let it be, or rough, It will be still the best ; Winding or straight, it leads Right onward to Thy rest.
Page 94 - ETHEREAL minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky ! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound ! Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground ! Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still!
Page 223 - his own bitterness ; and a stranger doth not intermeddle with his joy.
Page 20 - No longer forward nor behind I look in hope or fear ; But, grateful, take the good I find, The best of now and here.