Wayside wisdom for wayfarers; or, Voices from silent teachers. By the ed. of 'Hymns for the household of faith' (J.W.).mrs J Williamson 1873 |
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adoring band ALICE CARY angels Art thou Autumn Musings bearing precious seed beauty beneath bird bless blest bliss bloom breast breathe bright Brooklet brow child Choose Thou Christ crown dark dear deep doth dream earth earthless earthly fair faith fancy crown fear feet flowers gentle glory glow God's grace grave hand hath hear thee heaven holy hope hopes and fears hour Jesus labour life's light live Lord lowly MONSELL morning mortal murmur ne'er Neath night o'er path peace praise prayed prayer rejoice rest Saviour seed shadow shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft Songs of Christian sorrow soul sound Of music spring stranger's heart stream striking clock sweet tears THEODORE TILTON There's thine things thou art thou shalt thy dream thy heart toil tread trod trust voice wave weary wind wings words Would'st
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Сторінка 125 - I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding ; and, lo, it was all grown over with thorns, and nettles had covered the face thereof, and the stone wall thereof was broken down.
Сторінка 89 - The bird that soars on highest wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing, Sings in the shade when all things rest In lark and nightingale we see What honour hath humility. " When Mary chose the better part, She meekly sat at Jesus' feet ; And Lydia's gently-opened heart Was made for God's own temple meet.
Сторінка 114 - Some murmur, when their sky is clear And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue. And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy gild The darkness of their night.
Сторінка 7 - THERE is a Book, who runs may read, Which heavenly Truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that Book, to show How God Himself is found.
Сторінка 227 - I dare not choose my lot ; I would not, if I might ; Choose Thou for me, my God ; So shall I walk aright.
Сторінка 21 - All as God wills, who wisely heeds To give or to withhold, And knoweth more of all my needs Than all my prayers have told.
Сторінка 227 - THY way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be ! Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out the path for me. Smooth let it be, or rough, It will be still the best ; Winding or straight, it leads Right onward to Thy rest.
Сторінка 94 - ETHEREAL minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky ! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound ! Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground ! Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still!
Сторінка 223 - his own bitterness ; and a stranger doth not intermeddle with his joy.
Сторінка 20 - No longer forward nor behind I look in hope or fear ; But, grateful, take the good I find, The best of now and here.