To Comfort You: Poems of ComfortFleming H. Revell Company, 1903 - 161 páginas |
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... look'd from thoughtful Mr. eyes And moved and spoke in quiet , grown- up wise , Having my law the seventh time disobey'd , I struck him , and dismiss'd With hard words and unkiss'd , - His Mother , who was patient , being dead . Then ...
... look'd from thoughtful Mr. eyes And moved and spoke in quiet , grown- up wise , Having my law the seventh time disobey'd , I struck him , and dismiss'd With hard words and unkiss'd , - His Mother , who was patient , being dead . Then ...
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... trod , His seal was on thy brow . Dust , to its narrow house beneath ! Soul , to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death No more may fear to die . Last Lines N ° LAST LINES Emily Bronté COWARD soul 42 To Comfort You.
... trod , His seal was on thy brow . Dust , to its narrow house beneath ! Soul , to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death No more may fear to die . Last Lines N ° LAST LINES Emily Bronté COWARD soul 42 To Comfort You.
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... looks to bring And make the daylight still a happy thing , A And tender voices , to make soft the wind : But if it were not so - if I could find No love in all this world for comforting , Nor any path but hollowly did ring Where " dust ...
... looks to bring And make the daylight still a happy thing , A And tender voices , to make soft the wind : But if it were not so - if I could find No love in all this world for comforting , Nor any path but hollowly did ring Where " dust ...
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... Look unto me , thy morn shall rise And all thy day be bright . I look'd to Jesus , and I found In Him my Star , my Sun ; And in that light of life I'll walk Till travelling days are done . I LOST BUT FOUND Horatius Bonar WAS a wandering ...
... Look unto me , thy morn shall rise And all thy day be bright . I look'd to Jesus , and I found In Him my Star , my Sun ; And in that light of life I'll walk Till travelling days are done . I LOST BUT FOUND Horatius Bonar WAS a wandering ...
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... Here they are living still . My father read this holy book To brothers , sisters , dear ; How calm was my poor mother's look Who leaned God's word to hear ! My Mothers's Bible Her angel face - I see it 70 To Comfort You George Pope Morris.
... Here they are living still . My father read this holy book To brothers , sisters , dear ; How calm was my poor mother's look Who leaned God's word to hear ! My Mothers's Bible Her angel face - I see it 70 To Comfort You George Pope Morris.
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To Comfort You: Poems of Comfort (Classic Reprint) Elia Wilkinson Peattie Prévia não disponível - 2018 |
To Comfort You: Poems of Comfort (Classic Reprint) Elia Wilkinson Peattie Prévia não disponível - 2016 |
Termos e frases comuns
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
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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.