Hymns and AnthemsCharles Fox, 1841 - 100 pages |
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Page xliii
... , child of sorrow , Mourn his doom ? Present gloom Will be light to - morrow . Even here , all pain is fleeting ; Even here Joy and care Join in constant greeting . But where all our hopes are tending , Peace and XLIII .
... , child of sorrow , Mourn his doom ? Present gloom Will be light to - morrow . Even here , all pain is fleeting ; Even here Joy and care Join in constant greeting . But where all our hopes are tending , Peace and XLIII .
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... mourn her treasures lost , All sepulchred beneath the snow ; When wintry winds , and chilling frost , Have laid her summer glories low : The spring returns , the flowerets bloom- An angel sits beside the tomb . Then mourn we not beloved ...
... mourn her treasures lost , All sepulchred beneath the snow ; When wintry winds , and chilling frost , Have laid her summer glories low : The spring returns , the flowerets bloom- An angel sits beside the tomb . Then mourn we not beloved ...
Page cviii
... mourn , Though worthless , soulless , he may stand , I cannot , dare not scorn . The darkest night that shrouds the sky Of beauty hath a share ; The blackest heart hath signs to tell That God still lingers there . I pity all that evil ...
... mourn , Though worthless , soulless , he may stand , I cannot , dare not scorn . The darkest night that shrouds the sky Of beauty hath a share ; The blackest heart hath signs to tell That God still lingers there . I pity all that evil ...
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... mourns and fears , The loaded spirit feels forgiven ; And through the mist of falling tears We catch the clearest glimpse of heaven . In the plan divine All for good combine , Contrarious Stamped in clay, a heavenly mintage, ...
... mourns and fears , The loaded spirit feels forgiven ; And through the mist of falling tears We catch the clearest glimpse of heaven . In the plan divine All for good combine , Contrarious Stamped in clay, a heavenly mintage, ...
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... mourning o'er decay , Waste the hours in sighing ? Not so ; Well we know They fade , that better joys may grow For a life undying . CXXXV . THE tide of time flows sparkling , The tide of time flows darkling ; And outward weal and woe ...
... mourning o'er decay , Waste the hours in sighing ? Not so ; Well we know They fade , that better joys may grow For a life undying . CXXXV . THE tide of time flows sparkling , The tide of time flows darkling ; And outward weal and woe ...
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adored Arouse thee beam Beethoven blest breast breath bright chain of love Christ dark dead death deed divine doth dreams dust dwell earth evermore faith Father Father divine feel flowers flows darkling flows sparkling footfall footsteps gentle gloom glorious glory glows golden Golden ear grace grave Gregorian Chant grief Hallelujah hallowed happy hast hath heart Thy soul heaven heavenly holy hope hour human heart Hymns and Anthems immortal lisp Lord mercies are sure mercies aye endure morning mourn Nature's Nearer to thee night o'er peace rest round sacred sage Sarah F shade shew shine sing skies sleep song of praise soul shall save spirit stars sweet Taylor's Collection Teach tears temples There's thine own heart thou art thought throne Thy mercy endureth thy name tide Truth to thine unto voice wave weary weep winds wisdom worship
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Page lvi - IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
Page lxxi - How happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will ; Whose armour is his honest thought And simple truth his utmost skill...
Page ix - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page lx - 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.
Page xxxix - God before her moved, An awful guide, in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow.
Page lxxxv - E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be, — Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 2 Though, like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone ; Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, — Nearer to Thee...
Page cxxx - 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...
Page vii - LET us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Page xlvi - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, T
Page lxxxv - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!