Songs of Praise and Poems of Devotion in the Christian CenturiesHenry Coppée E. H. Butler & Company, 1866 - 264 sayfa |
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abide adore ADVENT SUNDAY ANDREW OF CRETE angels Art thou beautiful beloved sleep blessed blest breath Breviary bright brow Christ Christian Church cloud Cross crown dark dawn dear death deep didst dost doth dread earth earthly eternal eyes faithful Father fear feet flowers gaze giveth His beloved glorious gloriously bright glory God's golden grace grave hand happy hath Hear the soul-dirge heart heavenly HENRY COPPÉE hour JERUSALEM Jesus JOHN DAMASCENE JOHN KEBLE joy in Heaven KEBLE King Latin hymns light Lord mercy mighty MONT BLANC morning night o'er Pascha Passover peace poem praise prayer rise robes Rock of Ages sacred saints Saviour Schmolze Schuessele shining sight silent sinful sing skies smile song sorrow soul spirit star STEPHEN'S DAY storm SUNDAY sweet tears Thee Thine Thou art throne to-day Trisagion unto voice watch weary wondrous word worship
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Sayfa 127 - 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...
Sayfa 104 - 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.
Sayfa 147 - And still where many a garden flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Sayfa 73 - Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought...
Sayfa 257 - 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.
Sayfa 93 - All jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng : The Prince is ever in them, The daylight is serene, The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen. 3 There is the throne of David ; And there, from care released, The shout of them that triumph, The song of them that feast...
Sayfa 144 - The Sundays of man's life, Threaded together on time's string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal glorious King. On Sunday heaven's gate stands ope ; Blessings are plentiful and rife — More plentiful than hope.
Sayfa 217 - BLEST are the pure in heart, For they shall see our God ; The secret of the Lord is theirs ; Their soul is Christ's abode.
Sayfa 59 - Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide? " In His feet and hands are wound-prints, And His side.
Sayfa 147 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.