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Стр. 43
... praise redound . In years gone by I have been spar'd From ills that oft my path beset ; May God still prove my strength and shield , Till I arrive at Zion's gate . Another year to me is given , A talent ' tis for me t ' improve ; O may ...
... praise redound . In years gone by I have been spar'd From ills that oft my path beset ; May God still prove my strength and shield , Till I arrive at Zion's gate . Another year to me is given , A talent ' tis for me t ' improve ; O may ...
Стр. 44
... praise to thee ; And through eternity's unfading days , Sing of that grace which made me free . MORNING . NEW every morning is the love , Our wakening and uprising prove ; Through sleep and darkness safely brought , Restored to life and ...
... praise to thee ; And through eternity's unfading days , Sing of that grace which made me free . MORNING . NEW every morning is the love , Our wakening and uprising prove ; Through sleep and darkness safely brought , Restored to life and ...
Стр. 53
... praise That such a little one can raise ? Art Thou my Father ? -Let me be A meek obedient child to Thee , And try in word , and deed , and thought , To serve and please Thee as I ought . Art Thou my Father ? -I'll depend Upon the care ...
... praise That such a little one can raise ? Art Thou my Father ? -Let me be A meek obedient child to Thee , And try in word , and deed , and thought , To serve and please Thee as I ought . Art Thou my Father ? -I'll depend Upon the care ...
Стр. 62
... praise Him more and more ; Try to prove your heart sincere By a life of holy fear ; Try to live a life of Faith , Try to die a joyful death , Try to bear your daily cross , Calmly meet each earthly loss , Try to bow to Jesu's will , And ...
... praise Him more and more ; Try to prove your heart sincere By a life of holy fear ; Try to live a life of Faith , Try to die a joyful death , Try to bear your daily cross , Calmly meet each earthly loss , Try to bow to Jesu's will , And ...
Стр. 64
... praise Thee for these hours . LINES Suggested by attending a Funeral . DEATH at every hour I see , When will it approach to me ? Is the arrow on the bow , Ready for the destin'd blow ? When shall I the summons hear , Is it distant , is ...
... praise Thee for these hours . LINES Suggested by attending a Funeral . DEATH at every hour I see , When will it approach to me ? Is the arrow on the bow , Ready for the destin'd blow ? When shall I the summons hear , Is it distant , is ...
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angel Art Thou ask'd beauty behold beneath beneath the sky BERNARD BARTON bless blest bliss bloom breath breeze bright celestial child dead dear death deep delight DESCRIPTIVE POETRY dust to dust dwell Earth to earth earthly eternal fair Father Father's Name flood flowers glorious glory grace grave green happiest happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy homes of England hour humble Israel Jesus Learn to labour life's light live Lord loves me best MILLENNIAL SABBATH mountains moving heart night night into morning o'er pass'd path peace perfect bliss praise pray prayer reign rest rise round sabbath bell sacred Saviour's shine shore sleep smile song soul Speak gently spirit star by star storm stormy tempests blow strange hills sweet tear tell thee thine Thou art thought throne Thy neighbour toil tomb trees Twas voice
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Стр. 73 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires!
Стр. 33 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, then melts forever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Стр. 34 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Стр. 37 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Стр. 43 - They sin who tell us love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of hell; Earthly these passions of the earth, They perish where they have their birth. But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.