Life and Letters of Elizabeth L. Comstock

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Headley Bros., 1895 - 511 стор.
 

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Сторінка 276 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame ! Quit, oh, quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying : Oh, the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! Hark, they whisper ; angels say,
Сторінка 284 - Down the dark future, through long generations, The echoing sounds grow fainter and then cease; And like a bell, with solemn, sweet vibrations, I hear once more the voice of Christ say, "Peace !" Peace ! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies ! But beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holy melodies of love arise.
Сторінка 269 - And they sing the song of Moses the servant of God, and the song of the Lamb, saying, Great and marvellous are thy works, Lord God Almighty; just and true are thy ways, thou King of saints.
Сторінка 276 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death ! where is thy sting ? The Universal Prayer FATHER of all!
Сторінка 113 - Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Сторінка 511 - O'erflow thy courts ; the Light Himself shall shine Revealed, and God's eternal day be thine ! The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke decay, Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away; But fixed His word, His saving power remains; Thy realm forever lasts, thy own Messiah reigns ! ON THE MORNING OF CHRIST'S NATIVITY.
Сторінка 274 - While the multitudes go by. You can chant in happy measure, As they slowly pass along; Though they may forget the singer, They will not forget the song.
Сторінка 351 - Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, And HE bringeth them out of their distresses. HE maketh the storm a calm, So that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet ; So HE bringeth them unto their desired haven.
Сторінка 263 - Wouldst thou from sorrow find a sweet relief? Or is thy heart oppressed with woes untold ? Balm wouldst thou gather for corroding grief? Pour blessings round thee like a shower of gold...
Сторінка 343 - Rouse to some work of high and holy love, And thou an angel's happiness shalt know, — Shalt bless the earth while in the world above, The good begun by thee shall onward flow In many a branching stream, and wider grow ; The seed that in these few and fleeting hours, Thy hands unsparing and unwearied sow, Shall deck thy grave, with amaranthine flowers, And yield thee fruits divine in heaven's immortal bowers.

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