The Thought of God in Hymns and Poems

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Roberts Brothers, 1885 - 135 sayfa
 

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Sayfa 45 - NOT always on the mount may we Rapt in the heavenly vision be ; The shores of thought and feeling know The Spirit's tidal ebb and flow. Lord, it is good abiding here...
Sayfa 16 - We linger at the vigil With him who bent the knee To watch the old-time lilies In distant Galilee ; And still the worship deepens, And quickens into new, As brightening down the ages God's secret thrilleth through.
Sayfa 9 - ONE thought I have, my ample creed, So deep it is and broad, And equal to my every need, — It is the thought of God.
Sayfa 13 - O thou, in all thy might so far, In all thy love so near, Beyond the range of sun and star, And yet beside us here...
Sayfa 17 - That stirs the field to flowers, • Whose little tabernacles rise To hold him through the hours. He hides himself within the love Of those whom we love best ; The smiles and. tones that make our homes Are shrines by him possessed...
Sayfa 20 - O gift of gifts, O grace of grace, ' That God should condescend To make thy heart His dwelling-place — And be thy daily Friend! Then go not thou in search of Him But to thyself repair; Wait thou within the silence dim A.nd thou shalt find Him there.
Sayfa 77 - SUNDAY ON THE HILL-TOP. ONLY ten miles from the city, — And how I am lifted away To the peace that passeth knowing. And the light that is not of day ! All alone on the hill-top ! Nothing but God and me, And the spring-time's resurrection, Far shinings of the sea, The river's laugh in the valley, Hills dreaming of their past ; And all things silently opening, Opening into the Vast ! Eternities past and future Seem clinging to all I see, And things immortal cluster Around my bended knee. That pebble...
Sayfa 35 - I CANNOT think of them as dead Who walk with me no more ; Along the path of life I tread They have but gone before.
Sayfa 15 - HE hides within the lily A strong and tender care, That wins the earth-born atoms To glory of the air ; He weaves the shining garments Unceasingly and still, Along the quiet waters, In niches of the hill.
Sayfa 29 - From heart to heart, from creed to creed The hidden river runs ; It quickens all the ages down, It binds the sires to sons, — The stream of faith, whose source is God, Whose sound, the sound of prayer, Whose meadows are the holy lives Upspringing everywhere.

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