The Shadow of the Rock, and Other Religious PoemsA. D. F. Randolph & Company, 1872 - 288 pagina's |
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Pagina 9
... ! Thou art sore pressed- Rest in the Shadow of the Rock ! The Shadow of the Rock ! Thy bed is made ; Crowds of tired souls like thine are laid This night beneath the self - same placid shade 10 NIGHT SONG . They who rest here Wake with.
... ! Thou art sore pressed- Rest in the Shadow of the Rock ! The Shadow of the Rock ! Thy bed is made ; Crowds of tired souls like thine are laid This night beneath the self - same placid shade 10 NIGHT SONG . They who rest here Wake with.
Pagina 10
... - Rest in the Shadow of the Rock ! NIGHT SONG . EART , be still ! Hin the darkness of thy woe , Bow thee silently and low ; Comes to thee whate'er God will ; - Be thou still ! NIGHT SONG . Be thou still ! Vainly all thy.
... - Rest in the Shadow of the Rock ! NIGHT SONG . EART , be still ! Hin the darkness of thy woe , Bow thee silently and low ; Comes to thee whate'er God will ; - Be thou still ! NIGHT SONG . Be thou still ! Vainly all thy.
Pagina 11
Anson Davies Fitz Randolph. NIGHT SONG . Be thou still ! Vainly all thy words are spoken ; Till the Word of God hath broken Life's dark mysteries - good or ill- Be thou still ! Sleep thou still ! ' Tis thy Father's work of grace , Wait ...
Anson Davies Fitz Randolph. NIGHT SONG . Be thou still ! Vainly all thy words are spoken ; Till the Word of God hath broken Life's dark mysteries - good or ill- Be thou still ! Sleep thou still ! ' Tis thy Father's work of grace , Wait ...
Pagina 12
... song sweetly swelleth , And the discord never comes ; Where life's stream is ever laving , And the palm is ever waving— That must be the home of homes ! Where the Lamb on high is seated , By ten thousand voices greeted , Lord of lords ...
... song sweetly swelleth , And the discord never comes ; Where life's stream is ever laving , And the palm is ever waving— That must be the home of homes ! Where the Lamb on high is seated , By ten thousand voices greeted , Lord of lords ...
Pagina 32
... song ! The friends that started with me have entered long ago ; One by one they left me struggling with the foe ; Their pilgrimage was shorter , their triumph surer won , How lovingly they'll hail me , when all my toil is done ! With ...
... song ! The friends that started with me have entered long ago ; One by one they left me struggling with the foe ; Their pilgrimage was shorter , their triumph surer won , How lovingly they'll hail me , when all my toil is done ! With ...
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angels Art thou BALM IN GILEAD bear Behold bitter blesséd blest bliss breast bright bring calm CELESTIAL COUNTRY child Christ clouds cross crown dark dear death Decachord door dost doth dream dwelleth In Immanuel's earth earthly eternal evermore eyes face faint faith Father fear feet forever glad glorious glory God's GOETH grief hand hath hear heart of grace Heaven heavenly holy hope Immanuel's land Jerusalem Jesus King knocking Lamb of God life's light look love Thee MARAH neath never night NIGHT SONG o'er pain peace pearly gates praise pray prayer RABBONI rest river Rock of Ages Saviour Shadow shalt SHIELD AND BUCKLER shine sing sleep song sorrow soul spirit storm strife STRONG to save sweet tears tender Thine Thou art Thou canst Thou hast throne Thy love toil trembling trust Twill unto voice wait watch weary weep word
Populaire passages
Pagina 196 - But He whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known ; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own.
Pagina 137 - Death. Then fell upon the house a sudden gloom, A shadow on those features fair and thin ; And softly, from that hushed and darkened room, Two angels issued, where but one went in.
Pagina 200 - Jerusalem the golden, with milk and honey blest, Beneath thy contemplation sink heart and voice oppressed : I know not, OI know not, what social joys are there ! What radiancy of glory, what light beyond compare...
Pagina 201 - All jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng. The Prince is ever in them, The daylight is serene ; The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen.
Pagina 37 - Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide ? " In His feet and hands are wound-prints, And His side.
Pagina 152 - The Sundays of man's life, Threaded together on time's string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal glorious King. On Sunday heaven's gate stands ope ; Blessings are plentiful and rife, More plentiful than hope.
Pagina 137 - Then fell upon the house a sudden gloom, A shadow on those features fair and thin; And softly, from that hushed and darkened room, Two angels issued, where but one went in. All is of God! If he but wave his hand, The mists collect, the rain falls thick and loud, Till, with a smile of light on sea and land, Lo! he looks back from the departing cloud.
Pagina 75 - I DO not ask, O Lord, that life may be A pleasant road ; I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me Aught of its load...
Pagina 52 - Amid our worldly cares, Its gentle voices whisper love, . And mingle with our prayers. Sweet hearts around us throb and beat, Sweet helping hands are stirred, And palpitates the veil between With breathings almost heard.
Pagina 198 - With jaspers glow thy bulwarks, Thy streets with emeralds blaze; The sardius and the topaz Unite in thee their rays; Thine ageless walls are bonded With amethyst unpriced; Thy saints build up its fabric, And the Corner-stone is CHRIST.