My Sunday companion, hymns and poems, selected and ed. by mrs. Hawtrey |
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angels babes bear Behold bird blessed blest bright calm Calm Land Christ Christian clouds coral strand dark wave dear death doth dwell earth earthly EDMUND EVANS Edom Father fear flowers give glad glorious glory God's gracious green hand happy land harp hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy Holy Spirit hour infant Jesus keep Lamb of God light little children little Esther Little Samuel live look Lord love a little lowly meek mercy mild morning Mourn never night o'er my tent peace poor praise pray prayer PSALM psaltery purple clover quiet rest Sabbath Saviour Shepherd shining sigh sing sleep smiled Softly song soon sorrow soul Spirit stars Suffer little children sweet taught teach tear tell tempest Thine things Thou art Thou hast thought throne Thy love trust unto voice wake weary Weep wonderful word
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Strana 38 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Strana 177 - Give to the winds thy fears ; Hope, and be undismayed; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. Through waves and clouds and storms He gently clears thy way; Wait thou His time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day.
Strana 2 - I wish that His hands had been placed on my head, That His arm had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen His kind look, when He said, " Let the little ones come unto me.
Strana 106 - With milk and honey blest ; Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice opprest. I know not, oh ! I know not What joys await us there ; What radiancy of glory, "What bliss beyond compare.
Strana 24 - HOW doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower...
Strana 119 - One by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going; Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.
Strana 171 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near.
Strana 49 - THERE is a happy land, Far, far away ! Where saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as day. Oh, how they sweetly sing, Worthy is our Saviour King ; Loud let His praises ring Praise, praise for aye.
Strana 17 - I HEAR thee speak of the better land, Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother! oh, where is that radiant shore? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies glance through the myrtle boughs...
Strana 144 - Speak gently to the little child ; Its love be sure to gain. Teach it in accents soft and mild ; It may not long remain.