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Strana 121 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers...
Strana 174 - ... the kingdoms of this world will become the kingdoms of our Lord and of his Christ.
Strana 28 - JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave, and follow Thee; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence my All shalt be. Perish, every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known; Yet how rich is my condition ! God, and heaven, are still my own.
Strana 29 - s before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days; Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.
Strana 28 - Man may trouble and distress me ; 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast. Life with trials hard may press me ; Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. O, 'tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me ! O, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee.
Strana 94 - Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand'ring from the fold of God ; He, to save my soul from danger, Interposed his precious blood.
Strana 29 - twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. Soul, then know 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; Think what Father's smiles are thine; Think that Jesus died to win thee: Child of heaven, canst thou repine? Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer; Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there.
Strana 353 - The righteous perisheth, and no man layeth it to heart : and merciful men are taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from the evil to come. He shall enter into peace : they shall rest in their beds, each one walking in his uprightness.
Strana 376 - Ye are watching still in the valley of tears, But I wait to welcome you. Do I forget ? oh, no ! For memory's golden chain Shall bind my heart to the hearts below, Till they meet to touch again. Each link is strong and bright : And love's electric flame Flows freely down like a river of light, To the world from whence I came.