The Lamp of love, ed. by C.H. Bateman |
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Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 38
Sivu 2
... Flowers , 192 Winter , POETRY , with MUSIC- Bible , The Hosanna , 44 264 24 How Lovely are the Woods , 168 Hymn for a Child , Prayer , Smiling May , Storm , The Tempest , The Poor Man's Wish , A Pray without Ceasing , 96 144 120 216 72 ...
... Flowers , 192 Winter , POETRY , with MUSIC- Bible , The Hosanna , 44 264 24 How Lovely are the Woods , 168 Hymn for a Child , Prayer , Smiling May , Storm , The Tempest , The Poor Man's Wish , A Pray without Ceasing , 96 144 120 216 72 ...
Sivu 9
... a tear . Monuments and cultured blossoms Mark the tombs of good and brave ; But no human hand hath planted E'en a flower on Annie's grave . When the birds of spring were warbling Sweetly round the. THE GIPSY BABY'S GRAVE . 9.
... a tear . Monuments and cultured blossoms Mark the tombs of good and brave ; But no human hand hath planted E'en a flower on Annie's grave . When the birds of spring were warbling Sweetly round the. THE GIPSY BABY'S GRAVE . 9.
Sivu 30
... flower blooming , then that was something like this child in the mine . Hard , dry , and stony were those about her , but she was the little flower that gave new interest to the place , and seemed to make it better . She was quite a ...
... flower blooming , then that was something like this child in the mine . Hard , dry , and stony were those about her , but she was the little flower that gave new interest to the place , and seemed to make it better . She was quite a ...
Sivu 32
... flower on the rock ; but they had seen her pray , had seen her , child as she was , conquer her grief and be hopeful in distress , and they knew and felt the reason it was religion that had done it . The good seed sown in her heart was ...
... flower on the rock ; but they had seen her pray , had seen her , child as she was , conquer her grief and be hopeful in distress , and they knew and felt the reason it was religion that had done it . The good seed sown in her heart was ...
Sivu 33
... sickened from that day , and passed away like a flower . So the child died , - and they buried her , —and they called her the LITTLE ANGEL . B. K. C. TO THE DAISY . DAISY , lift thy cheerful head THE MINER'S CHILD . 33.
... sickened from that day , and passed away like a flower . So the child died , - and they buried her , —and they called her the LITTLE ANGEL . B. K. C. TO THE DAISY . DAISY , lift thy cheerful head THE MINER'S CHILD . 33.
Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
angry Annie asked beautiful Bible bird blessed boat bright brother called Charlie child Christ City of Destruction Clayton colporteur cried dear Dora earth exclaimed eyes father feel felt flowers friends Garner George give God's hand happy hear heard heart heaven Herbert holy hope Jesus Jesus Christ JOHN REYNOLDS Julia knew laugh Leigh ligion little boy little girl little sweep live lonely look Lord mamma Mary Moab morning mother Nancy never night passed Pilgrim's Progress play poor pray prayer replied Ribbleton Sabbath Saviour seemed Sepoys sing Sister Theresa smile soon soul sound of music St Petersburg stop story sunbeam sure sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought thousand leaves told trees Uncle William voice Wellingborough wife wind wish wonder woods words
Suositut otteet
Sivu 133 - WHEN I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.
Sivu 146 - tis here denied thee In solitude to pray, Should holy thoughts come o'er thee When friends are round thy way ; E'en then the silent breathing Of thy spirit raised above, Will reach His throne of glory, Who is mercy, truth, and love.
Sivu 137 - Along the emblazoned wall. This was the bravest warrior That ever buckled sword, This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word; And never earth's philosopher Traced, with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage As he wrote down for men.
Sivu 137 - This was the bravest warrior That ever buckled sword; This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word; And never earth's philosopher Traced, with his golden pen, On the deathless page truths half so sage As he wrote down for men. And had he not high honor?
Sivu 146 - Remember all who love thee, All who are loved by thee ; Pray, too, for those who hate thee, If any such there be ; Then for thyself in meekness, A blessing humbly claim, And link with each petition Thy great Redeemer's name.
Sivu 138 - Incarnate Son of God. O lonely grave in Moab's land ! O dark Beth-Peor's hill ! Speak to these curious hearts of ours, And teach them to be still. God hath His mysteries of grace, Ways that we cannot tell ; He hides them deep, like the hidden sleep Of him He loved so well.
Sivu 136 - Noiselessly as the daylight Comes back when night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek Grows into the great sun. Noiselessly as the spring-time Her crown of verdure weaves. And all the trees on all the hills Open their thousand leaves...
Sivu 136 - By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab, There lies a lonely grave. And no man knows that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er, For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there.
Sivu 146 - Oh ! not a joy or blessing, With this can we compare,— The power that he hath given us To pour our souls in prayer. Whene'er thou pin'st in sadness, Before his footstool fall, And remember in thy gladness His grace who gave thee all.
Sivu 136 - Open their thousand leaves : So, without sound of music, Or voice of them that wept, Silently down, from the mountain's crown, The great procession swept. Perchance the bald old eagle, On gray Bethpeor's height, Out of his rocky eyrie Looked on the wondrous sight...