The shadow of the rock, and other poems, ed. by E.H. Bickersteth1873 - American poetry - 238 pages |
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angels ANNA SHIPTON Art thou BALM IN GILEAD behold bless blessèd blest bliss breast bright bright messengers brings us home CELESTIAL COUNTRY CHARLES LAWRENCE CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT CHIMHAM Christ clouds cross dark dear death Divine door dost doth dreams dwelleth In Emmanuel's E'EN BRINGS earth earthly Emmanuel's land eternal evermore eyes faint faith Father fear feet flowers FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL Friend gladness God's grief hand hath hear Heaven heavenly holy hope hour JACOB'S LADDER Jesus Judge that comes knocking Lamb life's Lord lull MARAH mercy never night NIGHT SONG o'er pain Peace to Light praise prayer RAY PALMER rest river Rock Saviour sends us bitter Shadow shine sing sleep song sorrow soul spirit storm sweet tears tempest tender Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast THOU WILT Thy love toil trust unto vex'd voice wait watch wave weary weeping
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Page 114 - The indorsement of supreme delight, Writ by a friend, and with his blood ; The couch of time ; care's balm and bay ; The week were dark, but for thy light : Thy torch doth show the way.
Page 71 - MY faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour Divine ! Now hear me while I pray : Take all my guilt away ; O let me from this day Be wholly thine.
Page 173 - Jerusalem the golden, With milk and honey blest, Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed. I know not, OI know not, What social joys are there! What radiancy of glory, What light beyond compare!
Page 97 - Beat not so loud, my heart, lest thou betray The place where thy beloved are at rest!" And he who wore the crown of asphodels, Descending, at my door began to knock, And my soul sank within me, as in wells The waters sink before an earthquake's shock.
Page 116 - The brightness of that day We sullied by our foul offence : Wherefore that robe we cast away, Having a new at his expense, Whose drops of blood paid the full price, That was required to make us gay, And fit for Paradise.
Page 72 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, 'Be Thou my Guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside.
Page 169 - But He whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known ; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own.
Page 78 - I do not ask, O Lord, that Thou shouldst shed Full radiance here ; Give but a ray of peace, that I may tread Without a fear. OUR DAILY BREAD. 137 do not ask my cross to understand, My way to see ; Better in darkness just to feel Thy hand And follow Thee.
Page 40 - ART thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest ? "Come to Me " — saith One — " and coming, Be at rest ! " Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide ? " In His Feet and Hands are Wound-prints. And His Side.
Page 96 - Two angels , one of Life and one of Death, Passed o'er our village as the morning broke, The dawn was on their faces , and beneath, The sombre houses hearsed with plumes of smoke. Their attitude and aspect were the same, Alike their features and their robes of white; But one was crowned with amaranth, as with flame, And one with asphodels, like flakes of light.