Singing Through Life with GodRadiant Life Press, 1920 - 483 pàgines |
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Pàgina vii
... Hope .. 195 XVI . Songs of Abundance .... 201 XVII . The Varied Songs of Nature ... . 213 XVIII . Songs of the Trees , Fruits and Flowers 225 XIX . The Songs of the Rocks and Mountains 238 XX . The Songs of the Brooks .... 249 XXI . The ...
... Hope .. 195 XVI . Songs of Abundance .... 201 XVII . The Varied Songs of Nature ... . 213 XVIII . Songs of the Trees , Fruits and Flowers 225 XIX . The Songs of the Rocks and Mountains 238 XX . The Songs of the Brooks .... 249 XXI . The ...
Pàgina xv
... , these sweet strains have blended with the coarser thread of human life and offered to the joyful or saddened soul a sug- gestion of uplift , sympathy and hope . No greater evidence can be given of the place music 2 XV INTRODUCTION.
... , these sweet strains have blended with the coarser thread of human life and offered to the joyful or saddened soul a sug- gestion of uplift , sympathy and hope . No greater evidence can be given of the place music 2 XV INTRODUCTION.
Pàgina xxii
... keep us in the same style of health and radiant physical vigor as the lower animals , then , indeed , should we be happy and ever able to sing through life with God . Is there , then , no hope that man can xxii INTRODUCTION.
... keep us in the same style of health and radiant physical vigor as the lower animals , then , indeed , should we be happy and ever able to sing through life with God . Is there , then , no hope that man can xxii INTRODUCTION.
Pàgina xxiii
George Wharton James. Is there , then , no hope that man can regain what he has lost physically ? Can he master the evils that beset him and overcome the diseases that curse him ? With all my heart I believe he can . But in order to do ...
George Wharton James. Is there , then , no hope that man can regain what he has lost physically ? Can he master the evils that beset him and overcome the diseases that curse him ? With all my heart I believe he can . But in order to do ...
Pàgina xxiv
George Wharton James. eternal hope of the sons of God for the despair and gloom of those who deem themselves forgotten of Him , the blessed optimism that all is well , for the hateful pessimism that nothing is well . I do not pose as a ...
George Wharton James. eternal hope of the sons of God for the despair and gloom of those who deem themselves forgotten of Him , the blessed optimism that all is well , for the hateful pessimism that nothing is well . I do not pose as a ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 78 - Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye the Lord from the heavens : praise him in the heights. Praise ye him all his angels: praise ye him all his hosts.
Pàgina 77 - Thou makest darkness, and it is night: Wherein all the beasts of the forest do creep forth. The young lions roar after their prey, And seek their meat from God.
Pàgina 150 - MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home. A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like home...
Pàgina 135 - HARK, hark, my soul ! Angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore : How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling Of that new life when sin shall be no more. Angels of Jesus, angels of light, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come : And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, The music of the Gospel leads us home.
Pàgina 79 - Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it; thou greatly enrichest it with the river of God, which is full of water: thou preparest them corn when thou hast so provided for it.
Pàgina 76 - Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: Who maketh the clouds his chariot: Who walketh upon the wings of the wind: Who maketh his angels spirits; His ministers a flaming fire : Who laid the foundations of the earth, That it should not be removed for ever.
Pàgina 40 - For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
Pàgina 76 - Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; that they turn not again to cover the earth.
Pàgina 226 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave. And spread the roof above them, — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amidst the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Pàgina 76 - BLESS the Lord, O my soul : O Lord my God, thou art very great ; thou art clothed with honour and majesty. Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain...