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Page xxxviii
... flow , In holy music on the ear . O'er all the transient things of time The oblivious foot of years hath trod ; But all that's sacred and sublime Stands stedfast as the truth of God . OUT of the depths Have I called unto thee , XXXVII .
... flow , In holy music on the ear . O'er all the transient things of time The oblivious foot of years hath trod ; But all that's sacred and sublime Stands stedfast as the truth of God . OUT of the depths Have I called unto thee , XXXVII .
Page lix
... things hold their march , As if by one great will : Moves one , move all : Hark to the footfall ! On , on , for ever ! Yon sheaves were once but seed : Will ripens into deed . As cave - drops swell the streams , Day - thoughts feed ...
... things hold their march , As if by one great will : Moves one , move all : Hark to the footfall ! On , on , for ever ! Yon sheaves were once but seed : Will ripens into deed . As cave - drops swell the streams , Day - thoughts feed ...
Page lx
... 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 . Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime ; 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 . Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime ; And ...
Page lxx
... things even In earth or heaven ; Finding thy way through prison - bars Up to the stars ; Or , true to the Almighty plan , That out of dust created man , Thou lookest in a grave , - Thine immortality ! to see How happy is he born and ...
... things even In earth or heaven ; Finding thy way through prison - bars Up to the stars ; Or , true to the Almighty plan , That out of dust created man , Thou lookest in a grave , - Thine immortality ! to see How happy is he born and ...
Page lxxiv
... things ; There is no armour against fate— Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down , And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and ...
... things ; There is no armour against fate— Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down , And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and ...
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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!