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... strife , When the earth was drunk with blood ; And would'st thou harm it now , And have its truths forgot ? Sceptic , forbear thy blow , Thy hand shall harm it not . Its very name recalls The happy hours of youth , When in my ...
... strife , When the earth was drunk with blood ; And would'st thou harm it now , And have its truths forgot ? Sceptic , forbear thy blow , Thy hand shall harm it not . Its very name recalls The happy hours of youth , When in my ...
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... shall bruise The Woman's spotless seed ; The foe He met - the desert path Triumphantly He trod ; But now a darker , deadlier strife Awaits the Son of God ! Soon shall a strange and midnight gloom Involve the conscious 34 GEMS . LYRIC.
... shall bruise The Woman's spotless seed ; The foe He met - the desert path Triumphantly He trod ; But now a darker , deadlier strife Awaits the Son of God ! Soon shall a strange and midnight gloom Involve the conscious 34 GEMS . LYRIC.
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... strife , The blinded crowd press onward , To slay the Lord of life ! And ye , while maniac passion Fills every sinful breast , Ye , followers of Jesus- " Sleep on , and take your rest . " O , ye who say you love him , Amidst a world of ...
... strife , The blinded crowd press onward , To slay the Lord of life ! And ye , while maniac passion Fills every sinful breast , Ye , followers of Jesus- " Sleep on , and take your rest . " O , ye who say you love him , Amidst a world of ...
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... strife- Know the world can never give Aught on which the soul can live : Grasp not riches - seek not fame- Shining dust and sounding name ! Traveller , what are they to thee ? Leave them all and " follow me . " Pilgrim through this ...
... strife- Know the world can never give Aught on which the soul can live : Grasp not riches - seek not fame- Shining dust and sounding name ! Traveller , what are they to thee ? Leave them all and " follow me . " Pilgrim through this ...
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... strife , Wishing , longing to be free From thy load of misery , Panting for the heavenly home , Where no blighting sorrows come ; List thy Saviour's prayer for thee , Wait his time to set thee free . Mourner , bending o'er the dead ...
... strife , Wishing , longing to be free From thy load of misery , Panting for the heavenly home , Where no blighting sorrows come ; List thy Saviour's prayer for thee , Wait his time to set thee free . Mourner , bending o'er the dead ...
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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.