 I ask not to stay, •!• Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, And the cup of thanksgiving...  Christian Hymns for Public and Private Worship - Sayfa 286Cheshire Pastoral Association (Cheshire, Conn.) tarafından - 1845 - 454 sayfaTam görünüm - Bu kitap hakkında
 | William Greenleaf Eliot - 1845 - 406 sayfa
...repeat, — " Blessed are they ; " for, after toil, To mortals rest is sweet. I WOULD NOT LIVE ALWAY. I WOULD not live alway : I ask not to stay Where storm...Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. Who, who would live alway, away from his God, Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the... | |
 | General Association of Connecticut - 1845 - 738 sayfa
...gloom , There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 4 Who, who would live alway, away from his God; Away...abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the brifttt plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns :— & Where the saints of all ages in harmony... | |
 | General Association of Connecticut - 1845 - 730 sayfa
...To him I 'll give my heart and hands, And consecrate my breath. G6O. ' I would not live alway.' 11s 1 I WOULD not live alway : I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here, Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer.... | |
 | Charles Lanman - 1845 - 288 sayfa
...mother used to be so fond of singing on Sabbath evenings long ago, that song I can understand now: — ' I would not live alway ; I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here, Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer.'... | |
 | George Washington Quinby - 1845 - 364 sayfa
...taken away ; and the soul scathed by the hand of the spoiler, feels its desolation and its solitude! "I would not live alway — I ask not to stay, Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ;" Where the flowers of hope all wither by blight, And earth's dearest treasures are snatched from... | |
 | 1848 - 658 sayfa
...robed in spotless white," bearing in their hands palms of victory, and reaping unalloyed pleasures? " I would not live alway ; I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lurid mornings that dawn on as here, Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer.... | |
 | John Hall - 1845 - 354 sayfa
...passions', triumphed* ; and she yielded up her babes to the specter. LESSON XXXVI. MELANCHOLY MOMENTS. " I WOULD not live alway* ; I ask not to stay' Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way* ; The few lurid moments that dawn on us here, Are enough for life's woesv; full enough' for its cheer."... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1842 - 316 sayfa
...~&- -9Tho few lu - rid mom Ings that dawn on There sweet be my rest, till he bid me here, rise, 3. Who, who would live alway, away from his God; Away...heaven, that blissful abode, — Where the rivers of.plea?ure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noon-tide of glory eternally reigns; 4. Where the... | |
 | Seba Smith - 1846 - 216 sayfa
...While brethren and friends are all hastening home, Like a spirit unblest o'er the earth would I roam ? I would not live alway ; I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; Where seeking for peace, we but hover around Like the Patriarch's bird, and no resting is found.... | |
 | Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. (Old School), Presbyterian Church in the U.S. - 1847 - 728 sayfa
...he bid me arise, f To hail him in triumph descending the skies. — 3 Who—who would live always, away from his God;— Away from yon heaven, that blissful...the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, f And the noontide of glory eternally reigns? mf 4 There saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their... | |
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