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... Past , reflection on 97 82 129 Pastor , death - bed of an aged * 281 village 145 Patience 268 Peace , prince of 263 Pen and Press , the 95 Pilgrim 46 Pleasure 182 true 148 Polar - star , the Christian's Poor , consider the how can you ...
... Past , reflection on 97 82 129 Pastor , death - bed of an aged * 281 village 145 Patience 268 Peace , prince of 263 Pen and Press , the 95 Pilgrim 46 Pleasure 182 true 148 Polar - star , the Christian's Poor , consider the how can you ...
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... past , and wonders yet to come ; And spread the sacred treasures of the breast Upon the lap of covenanted rest . COWPER . EPITAPH . HER's was a soul of fire that burned Too soon for us its earthly tent ; But not too soon for her ...
... past , and wonders yet to come ; And spread the sacred treasures of the breast Upon the lap of covenanted rest . COWPER . EPITAPH . HER's was a soul of fire that burned Too soon for us its earthly tent ; But not too soon for her ...
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... past , I'll trust Thee to the end . 66 ' My times are in thy hand , " My Saviour and my Lord ; Weary and worn I come to Thee , And plead thy precious word . " My times are in thy hand , " Spirit of life and light ; Thou did'st from ...
... past , I'll trust Thee to the end . 66 ' My times are in thy hand , " My Saviour and my Lord ; Weary and worn I come to Thee , And plead thy precious word . " My times are in thy hand , " Spirit of life and light ; Thou did'st from ...
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... past and all heaven's host once more Throng round their King in rapture to adore . Blest , self - existent , with a crown of light , A robe of glory , and an arm of might , What needest Thou ? The feeble ones of earth Thine to become by ...
... past and all heaven's host once more Throng round their King in rapture to adore . Blest , self - existent , with a crown of light , A robe of glory , and an arm of might , What needest Thou ? The feeble ones of earth Thine to become by ...
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... past , And every crown before his feet is cast ? And hast thou need of us ? Lord , let us see Our infinite , unceasing need of thee . MISS EMRA . THE IDOL . WHATEVER passes as a cloud between The mental eye of faith , and things unseen ...
... past , And every crown before his feet is cast ? And hast thou need of us ? Lord , let us see Our infinite , unceasing need of thee . MISS EMRA . THE IDOL . WHATEVER passes as a cloud between The mental eye of faith , and things unseen ...
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Стр. 61 - Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; 0 Thou Who changest not, abide with me.
Стр. 161 - When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way.
Стр. 304 - 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; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.
Стр. 141 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Стр. 29 - But what to those who find ? Ah ! this Nor tongue nor pen can show : The love of Jesus, what it is, None but his loved ones know.
Стр. 152 - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.
Стр. 194 - One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of the host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now.
Стр. 141 - But in his duty, prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Стр. 224 - Not there, not there, my child! " Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy ! Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy ; Dreams cannot picture a world so fair — Sorrow and death may not enter there : Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom, For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb, — It is there, it is there, my child!
Стр. 127 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven : And how they might have borne more welcome news.