Hymns of the AgesJ.R. Osgood, 1877 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 17 találatból.
13. oldal
... throne of love , Whose waters gladden as they lave The peaceful fhores above . While ftreams which on that tide depend , Steal from those heavenly fhores away , And on this desert world descend , O'er weary lands to stray ; The pilgrim ...
... throne of love , Whose waters gladden as they lave The peaceful fhores above . While ftreams which on that tide depend , Steal from those heavenly fhores away , And on this desert world descend , O'er weary lands to stray ; The pilgrim ...
35. oldal
... with brethren around the Father's throne . They who had done , in darkest night , the deeds of light and flame , Circled with them about as with a glowing halo came . And humble souls , who held themselves too dear for Love . 35.
... with brethren around the Father's throne . They who had done , in darkest night , the deeds of light and flame , Circled with them about as with a glowing halo came . And humble souls , who held themselves too dear for Love . 35.
40. oldal
... throne . While such thy prayer , it climbs above In vain the golden key - Of God's rich treasure - house of love , Thine own will never be . Trench . Tranflated from Saadi . FAITH THAT WORKETH BY LOVE . WHO HO keepeth not 40 Love .
... throne . While such thy prayer , it climbs above In vain the golden key - Of God's rich treasure - house of love , Thine own will never be . Trench . Tranflated from Saadi . FAITH THAT WORKETH BY LOVE . WHO HO keepeth not 40 Love .
133. oldal
... throne is set , and all These conquerors before it fall , I may be found preserv'd by thee Amongst the chosen company , Who by no blood here overcame But the blood of the bleffed Lamb . Henry Vaughan . WAITING FOR CHRIST . UNCH ...
... throne is set , and all These conquerors before it fall , I may be found preserv'd by thee Amongst the chosen company , Who by no blood here overcame But the blood of the bleffed Lamb . Henry Vaughan . WAITING FOR CHRIST . UNCH ...
159. oldal
... throne , — Where only Chrift is heard to speak , Where Jesus reigns alone : A humble , lowly , contrite heart , Believing , true , and clean ; Which neither life nor death can part From HIM that dwells within : A heart in every thought ...
... throne , — Where only Chrift is heard to speak , Where Jesus reigns alone : A humble , lowly , contrite heart , Believing , true , and clean ; Which neither life nor death can part From HIM that dwells within : A heart in every thought ...
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Hymns of the Ages: Being Selections from Lyra Catholica, Germanica ..., 2. kötet Caroline Snowden Guild Nincs elérhető előnézet - 1861 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
angels aſk befide beft beſt bleffed bleft breaſt breath bright calm Chrift clouds croſs darkneſs death divine doft doth dwell earth earthly eternal evermore eyes faith Father fear fhade fhall be soon fhining fhore fhould filent fing fleep forever Francis Quarles ftand ftars ftill ftorm ftreams ftrength ftrong George Wither glory God's grace grief hath heart heaven heavenly Henry Vaughan holy hope hour HYMN Jesus Jesus of Nazareth laft laſt life's light little longer live Lord Madame Guyon moft muft muſt myſterious never night nought o'er paffing pain paſs paſt Paul Gerhardt peace praise prayer reft reſt Robert Southwell Saviour ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhine ſkies ſky smile sorrow soul spirit ſtand ſtar ſtay ſtill sweet tears thee thine THOMAS ELLWOOD Thomas Flatman Thou art Thou wilt thought throne toil truft truſt unto voice weary wings wiſh
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164. oldal - What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
59. oldal - Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
171. oldal - Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near...
33. oldal - How oft do they their silver bowers leave To come to succour us, that succour want ? How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant Against foul fiends, to aid us militant? They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us plant, And all for love and nothing for reward, O why should heavenly God to men have such regard *." This agrees with what is recorded of St.
226. oldal - To me remains nor place nor time ; My country is in every clime ; I can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there.
162. oldal - Our emptiness and woe ; And lead us in those paths of life Where all the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire ! and purge our hearts Like sacrificial flame ; Let our whole soul an offering be To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the dew ! and sweetly blesa This consecrated hour ; May barrenness rejoice to own Thy fertilizing power.
102. oldal - Whate'er my God ordains is right. He never will deceive ; He leads me by the proper path. And so to Him I cleave, And take content What He hath sent ; His hand can turn my griefs away, And patiently I wait His day.
163. oldal - ABIDE with me ! fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide : When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me ! 2.
21. oldal - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
300. oldal - The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.