Hymns in Prose for ChildrenJohn Murray, 1866 - 100 pages |
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acorn amongst the green behold beneath birds bleat blossoms bosom boughs brambles bright bringeth cattle causeth child of reason coloured cool shade countenance cowslips Darkness is spread dews Didst thou draweth the curtains earth firmament flowers fold glowing with beauty grass greater things green field green leaves sprout ground grow guideth hand harebell hath heads heaven HYMN infant King of kings Let His praise light limbs lion is strong lips little lambs little star twinkling meadows mind moon mother mourn murmur night perish pleasant praise Him better raise our voices rose seeth shaketh shepherd's Shepherd sing sitteth sleep sleepeth smell sweet soft sound speak plain spring STAMFORD STREET sun is glorious taketh taketh care teacheth tender love terrible thank thee thereof thick thine eyes thou not perceive throne thun trees verdure wander warbling warm sun watcheth whence comest thou whispers wings young lambs
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Page 95 - I have seen the insect, being come to its full size, languish, and refuse to eat : it spun itself a tomb, and was shrouded in the silken cone : it lay without feet, or shape, or power to move. — I looked again...
Page 21 - The flowers fold up their coloured leaves ; they fold themselves up, and hang their heads on the slender stalk. The chickens are gathered under the wing of the hen, and are at rest ; the hen herself is at rest also. The little birds have ceased their warbling, they are asleep on the boughs, each one with his head behind his wing. There is no murmur of bees around the hive, or among the honeyed woodbines; they have done their work, and lie close in their waxen cells.
Page 22 - The sheep rest upon their soft fleeces, and their loud bleating is no more heard amongst the hills. There is no sound of a number of voices, or of children at play, or the trampling of busy feet, and of people hurrying to and fro. The smith's hammer is not heard upon the anvil; nor the harsh saw of the carpenter. All men are stretched on their quiet beds; and the child sleeps upon the breast of its mother. Darkness is spread over the skies, and darkness is upon the ground; every eye is shut and every...
Page 40 - The plants and the trees are made to give fruit to man ; but man is made to praise God who made him. We love to praise him, because he loveth to bless us ; we thank him for life, because it is a pleasant thing to be alive. We love God, who hath created all beings ; we love all beings, because they are the creatures of God.
Page 17 - COME, and I will show you what is beautiful. It is a rose fully blown. See how she sits upon her mossy stem, like the queen of all the flowers ! her leaves glow like fire : the air is filled with her sweet odour ; she is the delight of every eye.
Page 90 - A stately tree grew on the plain ; its branches were covered with verdure ; its boughs spread wide and made a goodly shadow; the trunk was like a strong...
Page 23 - There is an eye that never sleepeth; there is an eye that seeth in dark night as well as in the bright sunshine. When there is no light • of the sun, nor of the moon; •, when there is no lamp in the house, nor any little star twinkling...
Page 37 - Can we raise our voices up to the high heaven ? Can we make him hear who is above the stars? We need not raise our voices to the stars : for he heareth us when we only whisper ; when we breathe out words softly with a 27 low voice. He that filleth the heavens is here also.
Page 94 - I have seen the sun set in the west, and the shades of night shut in the wide horizon ; there was no colour, nor shape, nor beauty, nor music ; gloom and darkness brooded around. I looked : the sun broke forth again...
Page 66 - Every field is like an open book; every painted flower hath a lesson written on its leaves. Every murmuring brook hath a tongue ; a voice is in every whispering wind. They all speak of him who made them ; they all tell us, he is very good.