Readings from Lectures to Working MenJ. H. Micklem, 1867 - 12 стор. |
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Сторінка 12 - I need Thy presence every passing hour : What but Thy grace can foil the Tempter's power? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine, LORD, abide with me.
Сторінка 12 - When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O, abide with me ! Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away, Change and decay in all around I see ; O, Thou...
Сторінка 59 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss, — Ah, that maternal smile ! it answers — Yes. I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — It was.
Сторінка 59 - Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss ; Ah, that maternal smile, it answers yes...
Сторінка 12 - Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; 0 Thou Who changest not, abide with me.
Сторінка 12 - Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!
Сторінка 70 - He that from dross would win the precious ore, Bends o'er the crucible an earnest eye, The subtle, searching process to explore, Lest the one brilliant moment should pass by, When in the molten silver's virgin mass He meets his pictured face, as in a glass. Thus in God's furnace are his people tried ; Thrice happy they who to the end endure ; But who the fiery trial may abide ? — Who from the crucible come forth so pure, That He, whose eyes of flame look through the whole, May see his image perfect...
Сторінка 37 - tis wiser than sitting aside, And dreaming and sighing and waiting the tide. In life's earnest battle they only prevail — Who daily march onward, and never say fail!
Сторінка 12 - Come not in terrors, as the King of kings; But kind and good, with healing in thy wings, Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me.
Сторінка 107 - Comfort and hope to the poor orphan child. Ev'n should I fall o'er the broken bridge passing, Or stray in the marshes, by false lights beguiled, Still will my Father, with promise and blessing, Take to His bosom the poor orphan child.