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... Live in BarMENT 42 Piale Flowers Procrastinatior . 12ab 45 The Reaper and the Angels The New Your 65 The Beauties of Creation Morning * The Voice of Spring ་ ་་་ 4 The Missionare's Fome Faith and Bone 6 90 92 DoniumATINA ContaTmani ...
... Live in BarMENT 42 Piale Flowers Procrastinatior . 12ab 45 The Reaper and the Angels The New Your 65 The Beauties of Creation Morning * The Voice of Spring ་ ་་་ 4 The Missionare's Fome Faith and Bone 6 90 92 DoniumATINA ContaTmani ...
Pagina 44
... live anew Each day , each hour , my God to Thee ; And let thy sacred word of truth Teach my young soul from sin to flee . Dear Jesus , let thy precious blood For all my guilty sins atone : And when I pass through Jordan's flood , Let ...
... live anew Each day , each hour , my God to Thee ; And let thy sacred word of truth Teach my young soul from sin to flee . Dear Jesus , let thy precious blood For all my guilty sins atone : And when I pass through Jordan's flood , Let ...
Pagina 46
... live ; Abide with me when night is nigh , For without Thee I dare not die . Come near , and bless us when we wake , ' Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above . CONFIRMATION ...
... live ; Abide with me when night is nigh , For without Thee I dare not die . Come near , and bless us when we wake , ' Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above . CONFIRMATION ...
Pagina 48
... live unknown , Or by the world forgot : Monarchs , we envy not your state , We look with pity on the great , And bless our humble lot . Our portion is not large , indeed , But then , how little do we need , For nature's calls are few ...
... live unknown , Or by the world forgot : Monarchs , we envy not your state , We look with pity on the great , And bless our humble lot . Our portion is not large , indeed , But then , how little do we need , For nature's calls are few ...
Pagina 57
... dome Was hidden in the sky . THOMSON . The Seasons , as they roll , Shall bear thy name along ; And graven on the soul Of Nature , live thy song . BURNS . He seized his country's lyre , With ardent 57 Future Hopes 5882*** 2E228.
... dome Was hidden in the sky . THOMSON . The Seasons , as they roll , Shall bear thy name along ; And graven on the soul Of Nature , live thy song . BURNS . He seized his country's lyre , With ardent 57 Future Hopes 5882*** 2E228.
Termeni și expresii frecvente
angel Art Thou ask'd beauty behold beneath beneath the sky BERNARD BARTON bless blest bliss bloom breath breeze bright celestial child dead dear death deep delight DESCRIPTIVE POETRY dust to dust dwell Earth to earth earthly eternal fair Father Father's Name flood flowers glorious glory grace grave green happiest happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy homes of England hour humble Israel Jesus Learn to labour life's light live Lord loves me best MILLENNIAL SABBATH mountains moving heart night night into morning o'er pass'd path peace perfect bliss praise pray prayer reign rest rise round sabbath bell sacred Saviour's shine shore sleep smile song soul Speak gently spirit star by star storm stormy tempests blow strange hills sweet tear tell thee thine Thou art thought throne Thy neighbour toil tomb trees Twas voice
Pasaje populare
Pagina 73 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires!
Pagina 33 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, then melts forever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Pagina 34 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Pagina 37 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Pagina 43 - They sin who tell us love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of hell; Earthly these passions of the earth, They perish where they have their birth. But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.