Songs: Sacred and DevotionalJoseph Edwards Carpenter F. Warne & Company, 1866 - Всего страниц: 392 |
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... Sound the Loud Timbrel , Sovereign Ruler , Sorrow , Novello , Soon and For Ever , Speak Gently , Spring , Star of Morn and Even , Suspiria Strong Faith and Perfect Love , Submission Submission , Sunny Days in Winter , Sunday , Te Deum ...
... Sound the Loud Timbrel , Sovereign Ruler , Sorrow , Novello , Soon and For Ever , Speak Gently , Spring , Star of Morn and Even , Suspiria Strong Faith and Perfect Love , Submission Submission , Sunny Days in Winter , Sunday , Te Deum ...
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... sounds of sorrow and delight , The manifold soft chimes , That fill the haunted chambers of the night , Like some old poet's rhymes . From the cool cisterns of the midnight air My spirit drank repose ; The fountain of perpetual peace ...
... sounds of sorrow and delight , The manifold soft chimes , That fill the haunted chambers of the night , Like some old poet's rhymes . From the cool cisterns of the midnight air My spirit drank repose ; The fountain of perpetual peace ...
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... sounds o'er land and sea , And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing ; Kind Shepherd , turn their weary steps to Thee ! Rest comes at last , though life be long and dreary ; The day must dawn , and darksome night be past ; All ...
... sounds o'er land and sea , And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing ; Kind Shepherd , turn their weary steps to Thee ! Rest comes at last , though life be long and dreary ; The day must dawn , and darksome night be past ; All ...
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... sound which thou heard'st was the seraphims ' song . Thou art gone to the grave , but ' twere vain to deplore thee ... sounds like his I would aspire , In songs like hers rejoice : My humble strains but faintly show How much to Heaven ...
... sound which thou heard'st was the seraphims ' song . Thou art gone to the grave , but ' twere vain to deplore thee ... sounds like his I would aspire , In songs like hers rejoice : My humble strains but faintly show How much to Heaven ...
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... sounds wild and free ; But at night , when ' tis dark and lonely , In dreams it is still with me ! FLORENCE . Brother , I hear no singing ; ' Tis but the rolling wave , Ever its lone course winging Over some ocean cave ; с ' Tis but the ...
... sounds wild and free ; But at night , when ' tis dark and lonely , In dreams it is still with me ! FLORENCE . Brother , I hear no singing ; ' Tis but the rolling wave , Ever its lone course winging Over some ocean cave ; с ' Tis but the ...
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adore Alleluia angels ANNA BLACKWELL bear beautiful beneath bird blessings blest bliss breast breath bright calm CHARLES WESLEY CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT cheer child Christ clouds dark dead dear death divine doth dwell earth ELIZA COOK eternal evermore eyes faith Father fear flowers gentle glad Glad songs glorious glory grace grave grief Hallelujah hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY FRANCIS LYTE holy hope Hosanna hour Hymn J. E. CARPENTER.-Music Jesus JOHN CRITCHLEY JOHN KEBLE King light live look Lord mercy MOORE.-Air morning ne'er night o'er pain pass'd peace pray prayer pure rest round sacred saints Saviour shine sing skies sleep smile Songs of praise sorrow soul Spirit Sporle stars Stephen Glover storm sweet baby tears Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast thought throne Thy love unto voice weary weep WILLIAM COWPER wind wings word
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Стр. 321 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, ' Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.' I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, ' Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live.
Стр. 330 - Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire, And lighten with celestial fire. Thou the anointing Spirit art, Who dost thy sevenfold gifts impart. Thy blessed unction from above Is comfort, life, and fire of love.
Стр. 30 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Стр. 19 - And with them the Being Beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Стр. 242 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy.
Стр. 191 - Let us be patient! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Стр. 220 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; star of the east, the horizon adorning, guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Стр. 374 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Стр. 148 - God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine. When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven — Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord ! are thine.
Стр. 127 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.