Lyric Gems: A Collection of Original and Select Sacred PoetrySamuel Francis Smith |
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... riven ; When the oven , unkindled By mortal , shall burn ; And like chaff thou shall glow In that furnace of wo ; And , dust as thou wert , Thou to dust shalt return . ' Tis the darkness of darkness , The midnight of LYRIC GEMS . 19.
... riven ; When the oven , unkindled By mortal , shall burn ; And like chaff thou shall glow In that furnace of wo ; And , dust as thou wert , Thou to dust shalt return . ' Tis the darkness of darkness , The midnight of LYRIC GEMS . 19.
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... shalt thou stand , When the cherubim wings Bear the King of thy kings ? Wo , wo , to the ocean ! Wo , wo to the land ! ' Tis the day long foretold , ' Tis the judgment begun ; Gird thy sword , Thou most mighty ! Thy triumph is won . The ...
... shalt thou stand , When the cherubim wings Bear the King of thy kings ? Wo , wo , to the ocean ! Wo , wo to the land ! ' Tis the day long foretold , ' Tis the judgment begun ; Gird thy sword , Thou most mighty ! Thy triumph is won . The ...
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... Shalt with him walk and near him live , The cruel world will hate thee now , And thou shalt suffer - and forgive ' Christ had his friends ; his eye could trace , Through the long train of coming years , The chosen children of his grace ...
... Shalt with him walk and near him live , The cruel world will hate thee now , And thou shalt suffer - and forgive ' Christ had his friends ; his eye could trace , Through the long train of coming years , The chosen children of his grace ...
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... shalt rise And shine , where lands in darkness sit , On eastern domes that greet the skies , And minaret ! Symbol of glory ! when no more The monarch grasps his diadem , Thou still shalt burn when worlds are o'er , A peerless gem ...
... shalt rise And shine , where lands in darkness sit , On eastern domes that greet the skies , And minaret ! Symbol of glory ! when no more The monarch grasps his diadem , Thou still shalt burn when worlds are o'er , A peerless gem ...
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Lyric Gems: A Collection of Original and Select Sacred Poetry (Classic Reprint) S. F. Smith No preview available - 2018 |
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amid angels aught beams bless blest bliss bloom breast breath bright brow cherubim Christ Christian clouds dark death deep Dust to dust dwell earth EDMESTON eternal fade faith fear fled flowers friends glorious glory grant flowers grave grief guiding ray hallowed hath heaven heavenly HENRY VAUGHAN holy hope hope and fear hour with thee Jesus land life's Lift light lingers List thy Saviour's Lord lyre mighty morning night o'er thy pain path peace PILGRIM praise pray prayer for thee Remember the Poor restless heart rise riven round S. F. SMITH Sabbath Bell Saviour scene seraph set thee free shalt shine sigh skies sleep smile song sorrow soul stars strife sweet take your rest tears tempest-tost thine thou art throne thy Saviour's prayer thy spirit trod wake wanderer waters sleep wave weary wing Ye band youth Zion's
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Page 88 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
Page 87 - Youth and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thee, — but thou art not of those That wait the ripened bloom to seize their prey. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set, — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!
Page 55 - Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost : Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.
Page 22 - Tribes of the wandering foot and weary breast, How shall ye flee away and be at rest! The wild-dove hath her nest, the fox his cave, Mankind their country — Israel but the grave ! ON JORDAN'S BANKS.
Page 117 - There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; And grief may bide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light. And thou who, o'er thy friend's low bier, Sheddest the bitter drops like rain, Hope that a brighter, happier sphere Will give him to thy arms again.
Page 60 - Lift the heart and bend the knee. Traveller, in the stranger's land, Far from thine own household band ; Mourner, haunted by the tone Of a voice from this world gone ; Captive, in whose narrow cell Sunshine hath not leave to dwell ; Sailor, on the darkening sea, Lift the heart and bend the knee.
Page 57 - And though Thy wisdom takes away, Shall I arraign Thy will? No, let me bless Thy name, and say
Page 87 - Death! We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain But who shall teach us when to look for thee...
Page 47 - Breakers are round thee ; Let fall the plummet now, Shallows may ground thee. Reef in the foresail, there, — Hold the helm fast ; So — let the vessel wear ; There swept the blast. " What of the night, watchman ? What of the night?
Page 38 - And in the morning, rising up a great while before day, he went out and departed into a solitary place, and there prayed.