To Comfort You: Poems of ComfortFleming H. Revell Company, 1903 - 161 páginas |
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... Daily Bread Christian ! Dost Them ? • Harriet McEwen Kimball Elizabeth Akers Allen St. Bernard , tr . by H. W. Baker Margaret Deland Rose Hawthorne Lathrop Adelaide Procter • John William Inchbold • William Cowper Cardinal Newman ...
... Daily Bread Christian ! Dost Them ? • Harriet McEwen Kimball Elizabeth Akers Allen St. Bernard , tr . by H. W. Baker Margaret Deland Rose Hawthorne Lathrop Adelaide Procter • John William Inchbold • William Cowper Cardinal Newman ...
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... thy hand And follow Thee . Joy is like restless day ; but peace divine Like quiet night : Lead me , O Lord , -till perfect Day shall shine , Through Peace to Light . OUR DAILY BREAD Adelaide Procter G IVE us our daily 25 Adelaide Procter.
... thy hand And follow Thee . Joy is like restless day ; but peace divine Like quiet night : Lead me , O Lord , -till perfect Day shall shine , Through Peace to Light . OUR DAILY BREAD Adelaide Procter G IVE us our daily 25 Adelaide Procter.
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... instead , We ask Thy healing grief To be our daily Bread . Give us our daily Bread To cheer our fainting soul ; The feast of comfort , Lord , And peace , to make us whole ; Our Daily Bread For we are sick of tears , 26 To Comfort You.
... instead , We ask Thy healing grief To be our daily Bread . Give us our daily Bread To cheer our fainting soul ; The feast of comfort , Lord , And peace , to make us whole ; Our Daily Bread For we are sick of tears , 26 To Comfort You.
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Poems of Comfort. Our Daily Bread For we are sick of tears , The useless tears we shed ; - Now give us comfort , Lord , To be our daily Bread . Give us our daily Bread , The Bread of Angels , Lord , By us , so many times , Broken ...
Poems of Comfort. Our Daily Bread For we are sick of tears , The useless tears we shed ; - Now give us comfort , Lord , To be our daily Bread . Give us our daily Bread , The Bread of Angels , Lord , By us , so many times , Broken ...
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... bread , Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade , In winter , fire . Blest , who can unconcernd'ly find Hours , days and years , slide soft away In health of body , peace of mind , Quiet by day ...
... bread , Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade , In winter , fire . Blest , who can unconcernd'ly find Hours , days and years , slide soft away In health of body , peace of mind , Quiet by day ...
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To Comfort You: Poems of Comfort (Classic Reprint) Elia Wilkinson Peattie Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
To Comfort You: Poems of Comfort (Classic Reprint) Elia Wilkinson Peattie Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Términos y frases comunes
abide Adelaide Procter Anna Laetitia Barbauld behold beloved sleep blessing blest breath child cloud comfort COOL SILOAM'S SHADY daily Bread dark dead death doth dream dreary earth Elizabeth Akers Allen Elizabeth Barret Browning Emily Dickinson Emily Henrietta Hickey eternal eyes face fair faith fall fear feet flowers gentle give giveth His beloved glad God's grace grief hath heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow holy Horatius Bonar HYMN Jean Jesus John Greenleaf Whittier John William Inchbold land leal life's light live morning mother mournful never night nonny numbers o'er pain Paradise peace pray prayer rest Rock shadows shine silent Siloam's shady rill sing smile song sorrow soul stars Sweet Spirit tears THALASSA thank Thee Thine things thou art Thou hast thoughts Thy hand to-day tread voice weary weep William William Cullen Bryant William Wordsworth wings woods my Master
Pasajes populares
Página 86 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Página 65 - Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply...
Página 108 - Happy the man. whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound. Content to breathe his native air. In his own ground Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire. Whose trees in summer yield him shade. In winter fire.
Página 16 - 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.
Página 147 - Year after year, her tender steps pursuing, Behold her grown more fair. Thus do we walk with her, and keep unbroken The bond which nature gives, Thinking that our remembrance, though unspoken, May reach her where she lives. Not as a child shall we again behold her ; For when with raptures wild In our embraces we again enfold her, She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden, in her Father's mansion, Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face.
Página 43 - I 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.
Página 63 - He that is down needs fear no fall; He that is low no pride; He that is humble ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Página 39 - No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere: I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear. O God within my breast, Almighty, ever-present Deity! Life— that in me has rest, As I— Undying Life— have power in Thee!
Página 104 - How silently, how silently, The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of His heaven. No ear may hear His coming, But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive Him still, The dear Christ enters in.
Página 42 - Abide with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; 0 Thou Who changest not, abide with me.