Lyra Anglicana: Or, a Hymnal of Sacred PoetryD. Appleton & Company, 1865 - 288 sider |
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Side xii
... weary ! Thou 98 Rise - glorious Conqueror , rise · 126 Rise heart ! thy Lord has risen , sing His praise 120 Since Thou hast added now , O God Sleep , sleep , mine Holy One . · 242 42 266 · 249 246 218 · 262 So rest , my Rest • Star of ...
... weary ! Thou 98 Rise - glorious Conqueror , rise · 126 Rise heart ! thy Lord has risen , sing His praise 120 Since Thou hast added now , O God Sleep , sleep , mine Holy One . · 242 42 266 · 249 246 218 · 262 So rest , my Rest • Star of ...
Side 43
... weary . Art come for saving , O my weary One ? III . Perchance this sleep that shutteth out the dreary Earth sounds and motions , opens on Thy soul High dreams on fire with God ; High songs that make the pathways where they roll More ...
... weary . Art come for saving , O my weary One ? III . Perchance this sleep that shutteth out the dreary Earth sounds and motions , opens on Thy soul High dreams on fire with God ; High songs that make the pathways where they roll More ...
Side 48
... weary One ! X. And then the drear sharp tongue of prophecy , With the dread sense of things which shall be done , Doth smite me inly , like a sword ! a sword ? ( That smites the shepherd . ' ) Then I think aloud The words ' despised ...
... weary One ! X. And then the drear sharp tongue of prophecy , With the dread sense of things which shall be done , Doth smite me inly , like a sword ! a sword ? ( That smites the shepherd . ' ) Then I think aloud The words ' despised ...
Side 50
... this precious patience : Oh , come away And kill the death of this delay . Oh , see , so many worlds of barren years Melted and measured out in seas of tears ! Oh , see the weary lids of wakeful hope ( 50 Lyra Anglicana .
... this precious patience : Oh , come away And kill the death of this delay . Oh , see , so many worlds of barren years Melted and measured out in seas of tears ! Oh , see the weary lids of wakeful hope ( 50 Lyra Anglicana .
Side 51
Or, a Hymnal of Sacred Poetry George Thomas Rider. Oh , see the weary lids of wakeful hope ( Love's eastern windows ) all wide ope With curtains drawn , To catch the daybreak of thy dawn ! Oh , dawn at last , long - look'd - for day ...
Or, a Hymnal of Sacred Poetry George Thomas Rider. Oh , see the weary lids of wakeful hope ( Love's eastern windows ) all wide ope With curtains drawn , To catch the daybreak of thy dawn ! Oh , dawn at last , long - look'd - for day ...
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abide adore Alleluia angelic songs angels babe Behold beloved sleep blessed blest bliss blood breast breath bright calm Catherine WINKWORTH CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT Christ cloud Comforter divine Cross crown crucified dark days go dead dear death didst dost doth earth earthly ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal evermore eyes faith fear feet forbear to weep FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE WITHERS giveth His beloved glorious glory grace grave grief hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY ALFORD holy hope Hosanna Hymns Jesus JOHN KEBLE KEBLE King Lamb Lamb of God life's light live Lord lowly morn night night in heaven o'er peace praise pray prayer R. C. TRENCH rest round saints Saviour shine sight sinful Sing we Hallelujah sinners song sorrow soul spirit stars sunne sweet baby tears Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast throne Thy presence unto voice wait wandering watch weary wilt
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Side 244 - Change and decay in all around I see; 0 Thou, who changest not, abide with me. ? 1 need thy presence every passing hour; 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.
Side 144 - TESUS, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills my breast ; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest.
Side 247 - 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.
Side 6 - LEAD, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on; The night is dark, and I am far from home, Lead Thou me on. Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene: one step enough for me.
Side 271 - With milk and honey blest ; Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice opprest. I know not, oh, I know not, What joys await us there ! What radiancy of glory! What bliss beyond compare...
Side 252 - JUST as I am, without one plea, But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bid'st me come to thee, O Lamb of God, I come!
Side 268 - BRIEF life is here our portion ; Brief sorrow, shortlived care ; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there.
Side 240 - The trivial round, the common task : Will furnish all we ought to ask : Room to deny ourselves — a road To bring us daily nearer God.
Side 17 - Though dark my path, and sad my lot, Let me be still and murmur not, Or breathe the prayer divinely taught,
Side 190 - I say to thee, do thou repeat To the first man thou mayest meet In lane, highway, or open street — " That he, and we, and all men move Under a canopy of love, As broad as the blue sky above...