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... MOURNING MOTHER , ON THE DEATH OF A SON , THE LITTLE COFFIN , THE LILY , THE INFANT HOST IN HEAVEN , THE STONE ROLLED FROM THE TOMB , LITTLE MARY , AGAINST EXCESSIVE GRIEF , GOD GRACIOUS IN HIS JUDGMENTS , THE TWINS , THE BITTER CUP ...
... MOURNING MOTHER , ON THE DEATH OF A SON , THE LITTLE COFFIN , THE LILY , THE INFANT HOST IN HEAVEN , THE STONE ROLLED FROM THE TOMB , LITTLE MARY , AGAINST EXCESSIVE GRIEF , GOD GRACIOUS IN HIS JUDGMENTS , THE TWINS , THE BITTER CUP ...
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... MOURN NOT , FOND MOTHER , THE TENANTLESS LITTLE BED , HE SLEPT , TO AN INFANT IN HEAVEN , EPITAPH ON FOUR INFANTS , CHILDREN TAKEN IN MERCY , AN INFANT'S DEATH , LOVE STRONG IN DEATH , WEEP NOT FOR HER , TO A DEAD CHILD , THE LOST JEWEL ...
... MOURN NOT , FOND MOTHER , THE TENANTLESS LITTLE BED , HE SLEPT , TO AN INFANT IN HEAVEN , EPITAPH ON FOUR INFANTS , CHILDREN TAKEN IN MERCY , AN INFANT'S DEATH , LOVE STRONG IN DEATH , WEEP NOT FOR HER , TO A DEAD CHILD , THE LOST JEWEL ...
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... mourning , Rachel weeping for her child- ren , and would not be comforted , because they are not . " - Matt . 2 : 16-18 . - Then The only " land of the enemy " from which these children could come , is the land of death , " the last ...
... mourning , Rachel weeping for her child- ren , and would not be comforted , because they are not . " - Matt . 2 : 16-18 . - Then The only " land of the enemy " from which these children could come , is the land of death , " the last ...
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... mourn the blossom that we cherished most : Yet all is well ; God's good design I see , That where our treasure is , our hearts may be J. G. SAXE . BABY'S SHOES . O , THOSE little , those little 40 LITTLE ONES IN HEAVEN . A BEREA VED ...
... mourn the blossom that we cherished most : Yet all is well ; God's good design I see , That where our treasure is , our hearts may be J. G. SAXE . BABY'S SHOES . O , THOSE little , those little 40 LITTLE ONES IN HEAVEN . A BEREA VED ...
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... mourning The winds so drearily ; Within we sit in silence , And listen , as for thee . Dreaming that we shall hear thee Knock softly at the door , Aweary with the wandering , Glad to return once more . Poor fools ! thus to dissemble ...
... mourning The winds so drearily ; Within we sit in silence , And listen , as for thee . Dreaming that we shall hear thee Knock softly at the door , Aweary with the wandering , Glad to return once more . Poor fools ! thus to dissemble ...
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angel babe Babie Bell beautiful beneath blessed blest bliss bloom blossom boy that died breast breath bright brow Casa Wappy Catharine cherub cherubim child Christ comfort cradle dark darling dead dear death didst earth earthly eternal evermore eyes fair faith Father feel flowers fond GERALD MASSEY glory God's gone grace grief hair hand happy hast hath heart heaven Heaven's gate heavenly holy hope hushed infants innocent kingdom of heaven kiss lamb light lips little feet live look Lord lost miss morning mother mourn never night nursling o'er pain parents Philip Melanchthon prayer Psalm rest round salvation Satan seraphs shining silent sing skies sleep smile sorrow soul spirit sweet sweet child T. B. ALDRICH tears tender thee thine things thou art thought tomb unto voice weary wee White Rose weep words
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Page 29 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Page 86 - There is no Death ! What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule.
Page 225 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 30 - Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Page 26 - Then Herod, when he saw that he was mocked of the wise men, was exceeding wroth, and sent forth and slew all the children that were in Bethlehem, and in all the coasts thereof, from two years old and under, according to the time which he had diligently inquired of the wise men.
Page 34 - But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.
Page 28 - But not as the offence, so also is the free gift. For if through the offence of one many be dead, much more the grace of God, and the gift by grace, which is by one man, Jesus Christ, hath abounded unto many.
Page 34 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Page 42 - ... -A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death?
Page 45 - So in the church-yard she was laid ; And, when the grass was dry,* Together round her grave we played, My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." " How many are you, then," said I, " If they two are in heaven ?" Quick was the little Maid's reply,