First series of hymns and songs for the use of Catholic schools and families, &c. [ed. by H. Formby].1853 |
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... head , That it were sweet to die for Christ , And for the faith thy blood to shed . But God decreed thee not to fall By sword of Paynim , Turk , or Moor ; A living death of martyrdom His love reserv'd thee to endure . Thy youthful ...
... head , That it were sweet to die for Christ , And for the faith thy blood to shed . But God decreed thee not to fall By sword of Paynim , Turk , or Moor ; A living death of martyrdom His love reserv'd thee to endure . Thy youthful ...
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... head , By thy sceptre of a reed , By thy footstep faint and slow , Weigh'd beneath thy cross of woe , - Jesu , Saviour , & c . By the nails and pointed spear , By thy people's cruel jeer , By thy dying prayer which rose Begging mercy ...
... head , By thy sceptre of a reed , By thy footstep faint and slow , Weigh'd beneath thy cross of woe , - Jesu , Saviour , & c . By the nails and pointed spear , By thy people's cruel jeer , By thy dying prayer which rose Begging mercy ...
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... heads . The lambs have sought the woodland shade , The lark has ceas'd his note of glee ; And pausing in the furrow'd glade , The ploughman lifts his hat to thee . Third Child . EVENING . Hail , Mary ! now the sun is far Adown his ...
... heads . The lambs have sought the woodland shade , The lark has ceas'd his note of glee ; And pausing in the furrow'd glade , The ploughman lifts his hat to thee . Third Child . EVENING . Hail , Mary ! now the sun is far Adown his ...
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... head was laid . 6. Life a Flower of the Field . THE sun had risen , the air was sweet , And brightly shone the morning dew , And cheerful sounds and busy feet Pass'd the lone meadows through ; While rolling like a flowery sea , In waves ...
... head was laid . 6. Life a Flower of the Field . THE sun had risen , the air was sweet , And brightly shone the morning dew , And cheerful sounds and busy feet Pass'd the lone meadows through ; While rolling like a flowery sea , In waves ...
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... head . How much better thou'rt attended Than thy Saviour chose to be , When from heaven he descended And became a child like thee ! Soft and easy is thy cradle , Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay ; For his birth - place was a stable , And ...
... head . How much better thou'rt attended Than thy Saviour chose to be , When from heaven he descended And became a child like thee ! Soft and easy is thy cradle , Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay ; For his birth - place was a stable , And ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
ador'd amid Angelus Bells B. V. Mary babe is dead Babe of Bethlehem baby boy Bell blest blood bloom breast bright cherub band Child of Mary Chorus Christ be prais'd Cuckoo dear death divine earth eternal eyes fair Faith fathers fear Feast feet filii et filiæ flesh flowers fly away home Galilee gentle giv'n Hail hark hast hath hear our cry Hear the loving heart holy Joseph Hymn infant Jesus Jesus walking John Barleycorn King of glory Lady-bird Lamb lily little children lives Lord is ris'n Lord of light loving Litany Mary's mercy morning night o'er Old King Cole poor praise prayer pure reign Saint Sanctus Bell Saviour senses fail seraph shew shifting sail sing to thee sinless Sister M. J. skies snowy white song soul spotless Teach thine Thou'rt throne thy children thy sweet voice words
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Página 23 - She wandered up and down; And many a hill did Lucy climb: But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break...
Página 15 - Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song ; And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray.
Página 23 - Heal our wounds ; our strength renew ; On our dryness pour thy dew ; Wash the stains of guilt away. Bend the stubborn heart and will ; Melt the frozen, warm the chill; Guide the steps that go astray.
Página 18 - Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than thy blest name, O Saviour of mankind!
Página 22 - Wandering o'er the heathy fells, Down within the woodland dells ; All among the mountains wild Dwelleth many a little child ! In the baron's hall of pride, By the poor man's dull fireside ; 'Mid the mighty, 'mid the mean, Little children may be seen, Like the flowers that spring up fair, Bright and countless, everywhere!
Página 23 - The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At daybreak on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They wept — and, turning homeward, cried, "In heaven we all shall meet !" — When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet.
Página 18 - But what to those who find ? Ah ! this Nor tongue nor pen can show, The love of Jesus, what it is, None but his loved ones know.
Página 17 - Wasp his companion did bring, But they promised that evening to lay by their sting. And the sly little Dormouse crept out of his hole, And led to the feast his blind brother the Mole; And the Snail, with his horns peeping out from his shell, Came from a great distance — the length of an ell. A mushroom their table, and on it was laid A water-dock leaf, which a table-cloth made ; The viands were various, to each of their taste, And the Bee brought his honey to crown the repast.
Página 50 - Thou fliest thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year ! O, could I fly, I'd fly with thee ! We'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the spring.
Página 17 - And there came the Beetle, so blind and so black, Who carried the Emmet, his friend, on his back ; And there was the Gnat, and the Dragon-fly too ; With all their relations, green, orange, and blue.