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... Weep for those ,. On Jordan's Banks , It is Finished , The Angel's Flight , Millennium , The Song of Angels , The Sabbath Day , Sabbath Morning , Sabbath Days , The Sabbath Bell , The Sabbath Eve , Sabbath Evening , Christ Blessing the ...
... Weep for those ,. On Jordan's Banks , It is Finished , The Angel's Flight , Millennium , The Song of Angels , The Sabbath Day , Sabbath Morning , Sabbath Days , The Sabbath Bell , The Sabbath Eve , Sabbath Evening , Christ Blessing the ...
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... Weep o'er it tears of joy ; Their traces linger still , And dear they are to me ; - Sceptic , forego thy will , Go , let that old book be . THE WORD OF GOD . MESSAGE from heaven ! I joy to receive thee ; Word of the Lord , I will ever ...
... Weep o'er it tears of joy ; Their traces linger still , And dear they are to me ; - Sceptic , forego thy will , Go , let that old book be . THE WORD OF GOD . MESSAGE from heaven ! I joy to receive thee ; Word of the Lord , I will ever ...
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... shall shine ! Proud Zion , thy vale With the olive shall bloom , And the musk rose distil Its sweet dews on thy hill ; For earth is restored , The great kingdom is come ! O ! WEEP FOR THOSE . BYRON . O ! LYRIC 21 GEMS .
... shall shine ! Proud Zion , thy vale With the olive shall bloom , And the musk rose distil Its sweet dews on thy hill ; For earth is restored , The great kingdom is come ! O ! WEEP FOR THOSE . BYRON . O ! LYRIC 21 GEMS .
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... WEEP for those that wept by Babel's stream , Whose shrines are desolate , whose land a dream ; Weep for the harp of Judah's broken shell ; Mourn - where their God hath dwelt the godless dwell ! And where shall Israel lave her bleeding ...
... WEEP for those that wept by Babel's stream , Whose shrines are desolate , whose land a dream ; Weep for the harp of Judah's broken shell ; Mourn - where their God hath dwelt the godless dwell ! And where shall Israel lave her bleeding ...
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... Weeping o'er this fragile clay , Lift from earth thy streaming eyes , Seek thy treasure in the skies , Where the strains of angels swell One eternal Sabbath Bell . " THE SABBATH EVE . How calmly sinks the parting sun ! Yet twilight ...
... Weeping o'er this fragile clay , Lift from earth thy streaming eyes , Seek thy treasure in the skies , Where the strains of angels swell One eternal Sabbath Bell . " THE SABBATH EVE . How calmly sinks the parting sun ! Yet twilight ...
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Lyric Gems: A Collection of Original and Select Sacred Poetry (Classic Reprint) S. F. Smith No preview available - 2018 |
Lyric Gems: A Collection of Original and Select Sacred Poetry Samuel Francis Smith No preview available - 2015 |
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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.