The early dead; or, Our loved and lost ones, poetry. To which is added texts of Scripture1853 |
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... doth feel , Are numbered with the secret things which God will not reveal ; But I know , for God doth tell me this , that he is now at rest , Where other blessed infants be , in their Saviour's loving breast . I know his spirit feels no ...
... doth feel , Are numbered with the secret things which God will not reveal ; But I know , for God doth tell me this , that he is now at rest , Where other blessed infants be , in their Saviour's loving breast . I know his spirit feels no ...
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... , With long drawn sigh and gushing tear . Oh , what upon this earth doth prove So steadfast as a mother's love ! Oh ! what on earth can bring relief , Or solace to a mother's grief ! No more my baby shalt thou lie , With drowsy 10.
... , With long drawn sigh and gushing tear . Oh , what upon this earth doth prove So steadfast as a mother's love ! Oh ! what on earth can bring relief , Or solace to a mother's grief ! No more my baby shalt thou lie , With drowsy 10.
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... doth rule . In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion , By guardian angels led , Safe from temptation , safe from sin's pollution , She lives , whom we call dead . Day after day , we think what she is doing 28.
... doth rule . In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion , By guardian angels led , Safe from temptation , safe from sin's pollution , She lives , whom we call dead . Day after day , we think what she is doing 28.
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... doth pass The bud and blossom of the life of man , Nor e'en doth flourish more , but like the grass Cut down , becometh withered , pale and wan . Tasso . THOUGHTS WHILE MAKING THE GRAVE OF A NEW - BORN CHILD . Room , gentle flowers ! my ...
... doth pass The bud and blossom of the life of man , Nor e'en doth flourish more , but like the grass Cut down , becometh withered , pale and wan . Tasso . THOUGHTS WHILE MAKING THE GRAVE OF A NEW - BORN CHILD . Room , gentle flowers ! my ...
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... . Dr. Watts . HOW THEY SO SOFTLY SLEEP . How they so softly sleep , All , all , the holy dead , Unto whose dwelling place Now doth my soul draw near ! How they so softly rest , All in their silent 51 How they so softly Sleep-LONGFELLOW.
... . Dr. Watts . HOW THEY SO SOFTLY SLEEP . How they so softly sleep , All , all , the holy dead , Unto whose dwelling place Now doth my soul draw near ! How they so softly rest , All in their silent 51 How they so softly Sleep-LONGFELLOW.
Términos y frases comunes
afflicted angels art gone home art thou asked of Heaven beaming bear.-Miss Landon BEAUTIFUL DREAM blest brave breath bright So gentle cheek cheerly death dream Which comes early violets Grew eyes Falkirk gaze glory grassy bed grave He laid hard to lay hath Heaven its aid heaven's gate heavy lot Indian grave knelt in prayer laid his weary LITTLE SHROUD London City Mission look lot to bear.-Miss lov'd to watch love is strong lovely and bright mother mournful mournful glory never night nursling o'er his grassy pale flowers pass'd quiet dead rocky steps sang ye saw him stand saw thee scarlet pimpernel sight And lies silent grave Sir John Beaumont smile soon the early sorrows soul sunny and bright sweet thee in thy Thou art gone thy beauty thy breast thy mother's thy rest Tis hard tomb Twas unto violets Grew o'er voice weary head weep withering
Pasajes populares
Página 51 - Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, — Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore.
Página 27 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient!
Página 58 - Thou art gone to the grave ; but we will not deplore thee, Whose God was thy ransom, thy guardian, and guide ; He gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore thee; And death has no sting, for the Saviour has died.
Página 38 - There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night ; And grief may bide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light.
Página 65 - It is good for me that I have been afflicted; that I might learn thy statutes.
Página 70 - My son, despise not thou the chastening of the Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him: for whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth.
Página 17 - Bring flowers, pale flowers, o'er the bier to shed, A crown for the brow of the early dead ! For this through its leaves hath the white rose burst, For this in the woods was the violet nursed ! Though they smile in vain for what once was ours, They are love's last gift. Bring ye flowers, pale flowers ! Bring flowers to the shrine where we kneel in prayer.
Página 50 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign, Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers : Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
Página 67 - SLEEP, little Baby ! sleep ! Not in thy cradle bed, Not on thy mother's breast Henceforth shall be thy rest, But with the quiet dead.
Página 72 - 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.