Poems: Chiefly ReligiousW. Pickering, 1845 - 164 pages |
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... least the grave , or hell , Will yield some sullen nook where I may dwell . No : the last trump shall burst the bars of death ; And God's stern presence felt makes hell beneath . Where then to flee ? how shun His arm , 57.
... least the grave , or hell , Will yield some sullen nook where I may dwell . No : the last trump shall burst the bars of death ; And God's stern presence felt makes hell beneath . Where then to flee ? how shun His arm , 57.
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... few remain to speak her worth . Her little sojourn here was spent In unobtrusive banishment : A flower upon the desert thrown , That lived and breathed to God alone . F Yet long her gentle ways shall dwell In hearts that 65 Ellen.
... few remain to speak her worth . Her little sojourn here was spent In unobtrusive banishment : A flower upon the desert thrown , That lived and breathed to God alone . F Yet long her gentle ways shall dwell In hearts that 65 Ellen.
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Chiefly Religious Henry Francis Lyte. Yet long her gentle ways shall dwell In hearts that knew and loved her well ; And oft they lift their tearful eyes , To hear her calling from the skies ; And ill could they her absence bear , But ...
Chiefly Religious Henry Francis Lyte. Yet long her gentle ways shall dwell In hearts that knew and loved her well ; And oft they lift their tearful eyes , To hear her calling from the skies ; And ill could they her absence bear , But ...
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... Among the storms , to dwell . The rock , the mist , the foam , The wonderful , the wild- I feel they form my proper home , And claim me for their child . The whirlwind's rushing wing , The stern volcano's voice , 70 Aspirations.
... Among the storms , to dwell . The rock , the mist , the foam , The wonderful , the wild- I feel they form my proper home , And claim me for their child . The whirlwind's rushing wing , The stern volcano's voice , 70 Aspirations.
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... dwell like thee ; From noise , and glare , and folly driven , To thought , retirement , peace , and heaven . Shew them , in thine , the Christian's lot , So dark and drear in worldly eyes ; And yet he would exchange it not For all they ...
... dwell like thee ; From noise , and glare , and folly driven , To thought , retirement , peace , and heaven . Shew them , in thine , the Christian's lot , So dark and drear in worldly eyes ; And yet he would exchange it not For all they ...
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Page 41 - tis not in grief to harm me ! While Thy love is left to me ! Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee.
Page 98 - God will make up for it all. A scrip on my back, and a staff in my hand, I march on in haste through an enemy's land : The road may be rough, but it cannot be long ; And I'll smooth it with hope, and I'll cheer it with song.
Page 42 - twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee. Know, my soul, thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee; What a Father's smile is thine; What a Saviour died to win thee: Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine?
Page 76 - Whate'er may change, in Him no change is seen, A glorious sun, that wanes not, nor declines : Above the clouds and storms He walks serene, And on His people's inward darkness shines. All may depart — I fret not nor repine, While I my Saviour's am, while He is mine.
Page 40 - JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow Thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my All shalt be.
Page 4 - And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the LORD; but the LORD was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the LORD was not in the earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; but the LORD was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.
Page 154 - O think not of my doubts and fears, My strivings with thy grace divine : Think upon Jesus' woes and tears, And let his merits stand for mine. Thine eye, thine ear, they are not dull ; Thine arm can never shortened be : Behold me here — my heart is full — Behold, and spare and succour me.
Page 40 - I've sought, or hoped, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition ! God and heaven are still my own ! 2 Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Saviour too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me ; Thou art not, like them, untrue ; And while Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate, and friends may shun me, Show Thy face, and all is bright. 3 Go then, earthly fame and treasure ! Come disaster, scorn, and pain ! In Thy service pain is pleasure, With Thy favor,...
Page 59 - THE leaves, around me falling Are preaching of decay ; • The hollow winds are calling, " Come, pilgrim, come away " : The day, in night declining, Says I must, too, decline ; The year its bloom resigning, Its lot foreshadows mine. 2 The light my path surrounding, The loves to which I cling, The hopes within me bounding, The joys that round me wing, — All, all, like stars at even, Just gleam and shoot away, Pass on before to heaven, And chide at my delay.
Page 60 - A sinner, to salvation; An exile, to his home: But, while I here must linger, Thus, thus let all I see Point on, with faithful finger, To heaven, O Lord, and thee.