 | Phineas Garrett - 1879 - 784 стор.
...no more this weary load of flesh, But his sleep is blest with endless dreams of joy forever fresh. I know the angels fold him close beneath their glittering...And soothe him with a song that breathes of heaven's divinest things. I know that we shall meet our babe (his mother dear and I), AVherc God for aye shall... | |
 | Archibald Campbell Tait, William Benham - 1879 - 682 стор.
...with the secret things which God will not reveal. But I know — for God hath told me this — that he is now at rest, Where other blessed infants be, on their Saviour's loving breast. I know the angels fold him close beneath their glittering wings, And soothe him with a song that breathes... | |
 | Allen Ayrault Griffith - 1879 - 348 стор.
...no more this weary load of flesh, But his sleep is blest with endless dreams of joy forever fresh. I know the angels fold him close beneath their glittering...And soothe him with a song that breathes of heaven's divinest things. We trust that we shall meet our babe, (his mother dear and I,) Where God for aye shall... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 стор.
...numbered with the secret things which God will not reveal. But I know (for God hath told me this) that ound about, I know his spirit feels no more this weary load of flesh, But his sleep is blessed with endless dreams... | |
 | Gus Williams - 1881 - 556 стор.
...more this weary load of flesh, But his sleep is bless' d with endless dreams of joy forever fresh. I know the angels fold him close beneath their glittering...And soothe him with a song that breathes of heaven's divinest things. We trust that we shall meet our babe (his mother dear and I) Where God for aye shall... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 стор.
...number'd with the secret things which God will not reveal. But I know (for God hath told me this) that at struggle to escape? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy ? Heard melodies are I know his spirit feels no more this weary load of flesh, But his sleep is bless'd with endless dreams... | |
 | Ferguson - 1881 - 386 стор.
...numbered with the secret things which God will not reveal ; But I know (for God hath told me this) that he is now at rest, Where other blessed infants be, on their Saviour's loving breast. I know his spirit feels no more this weary load of flesh, THE STAGE-STRUCK HERO. 13 But his sleep is... | |
 | 1881 - 602 стор.
...more this weary load of flesh, But his sleep is blest with endless dreams • of joy forever fresh. I know the angels fold him close beneath their glittering wings, And soothe him with asong that breathes of Heaven's divinest things. I know that we shall meet our babe (his mother dear... | |
 | Arthur Gilman - 1882 - 264 стор.
...more this weary load of flesh, But his sleep is blessed with endless dreams of joy forever fresh. I know the angels fold him close beneath their glittering...And soothe him with a song that breathes of Heaven's divinest things. I know that we shall meet our babe, (his mother dear and I,) Where God for aye shall... | |
 | Otis Henry Tiffany - 1883 - 954 стор.
...no more this weary load of flesh, But his sleep is blest with endless dreams of joy forever fresh. I know the angels fold him close beneath their glittering...And soothe him with a song that breathes of heaven's divinest things. I know that we shall meet our babe, (his mother dear and I), Where God for aye shall... | |
| |
Are numbered with the secret things which God will not reveal. But I know (for God hath told me this) that he is now at rest, Where other blessed infants be, on their Saviour's loving breast. 
