Singers and Songs of the Liberal Faith: Being Selections of Hymns and Other Sacred Poems of the Liberal Church in America, with Biographical Sketches of the Writers, and with Historical and Illustrative NotesRoberts Bros., 1875 - 556 páginas |
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... hast put all things under his feet " " " 120 Hymn for Ordination . 154 . 121 122 LOUISA JANE HALL • 155 Waking Dreams 156 122 Grow not Old 157 The Past . The Future Life 124 The Lord's Prayer 157 · 125 True Prayer . 158 The Conqueror's ...
... hast put all things under his feet " " " 120 Hymn for Ordination . 154 . 121 122 LOUISA JANE HALL • 155 Waking Dreams 156 122 Grow not Old 157 The Past . The Future Life 124 The Lord's Prayer 157 · 125 True Prayer . 158 The Conqueror's ...
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... When wintry days come on . Sun of the soul , beneath thy beams All things may bloom within ; And ripening fruits in frosty age May beautify the scene . Thou , who hast fed me all my life , 20 SONGS OF THE LIBERAL FAITH .
... When wintry days come on . Sun of the soul , beneath thy beams All things may bloom within ; And ripening fruits in frosty age May beautify the scene . Thou , who hast fed me all my life , 20 SONGS OF THE LIBERAL FAITH .
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... hast fed me all my life , Help me to trust thee still ; And all the hopes , by thee inspired , Most graciously fulfil . Then will I travel on my way , Long though my journey be , Nor tire beneath the weight of years While walking , Lord ...
... hast fed me all my life , Help me to trust thee still ; And all the hopes , by thee inspired , Most graciously fulfil . Then will I travel on my way , Long though my journey be , Nor tire beneath the weight of years While walking , Lord ...
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... hast been by day my sun , And thou wilt be by night my rest . Sweet sleep descends , my eyes to close ; And now , when all the world is still , I give my body to repose , My spirit to my Father's will . WORKS OF MAN . Written for the ...
... hast been by day my sun , And thou wilt be by night my rest . Sweet sleep descends , my eyes to close ; And now , when all the world is still , I give my body to repose , My spirit to my Father's will . WORKS OF MAN . Written for the ...
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... hast said , From fear of death to set us free , " God is a God , not of the dead , " That we , for aye , may live in Thee ! " E PLURIBUS UNUM . " Written during the war for the preservation of the Union . ' HE harp of the minstrel with ...
... hast said , From fear of death to set us free , " God is a God , not of the dead , " That we , for aye , may live in Thee ! " E PLURIBUS UNUM . " Written during the war for the preservation of the Union . ' HE harp of the minstrel with ...
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Singers and Songs of the Liberal Faith: Being Selections of Hymns and Other ... Alfred Porter Putnam Visualização integral - 1875 |
Singers and Songs of the Liberal Faith: Being Selections of Hymns and Other ... Alfred Porter Putnam Visualização integral - 1875 |
Singers and Songs of the Liberal Faith: Being Selections of Hymns and Other ... Alfred Porter Putnam Visualização integral - 1875 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
American Unitarian Association angels beauty beneath bless blest born Boston breath bright Brooklyn calm Cambridge cheer Christ Christian cloud dark dead dear death deep Divinity School earth earthly eternal evermore eyes faith Father fear flowers friends give glad glorious glory glow God's grace hand Harvard College hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour hymns immortal JAMES FREEMAN CLARKE Jesus labors Liberal Christian life's light live Lord Magazine Mass morning night o'er ordination pastor peace Phi Beta Kappa poems praise pray prayer published pure rest ROBERT COLLYER sacred Saviour shine sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul stars strength sweet thee Theodore Parker thine THOMAS STARR KING thou art thou hast thought throne thy love thy word toil trust truth Unitarian Church voice volume Walnut Grove weary WILLIAM ROUNSEVILLE ALGER written youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 222 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Página 224 - 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...
Página 225 - 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 In those bright realms of air ; Year after year, her tender steps pursuing, Behold her grown more fair. Thus do we walk with her, and keep unbroken The bond which nature gives, Thinking that our remembrance, though unspoken, May reach her where she lives.
Página 255 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Página 220 - I have naught that is fair?" saith he; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay...
Página 223 - 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.
Página 80 - Jesus, Master, it is good for us to be here: and let us make three tabernacles; one for thee, and one for Moses, and one for Elias: not knowing what he said. 34 While he thus spake, there came a cloud, and overshadowed them: and they feared as they entered into the cloud. 35 And there came a voice out of the cloud, saying, This is my beloved Son: hear him.
Página 228 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night.
Página 219 - T"*ELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Página 219 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.