The Abridged Academy Song-book: For Use in Schools and Colleges

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Charles Herbert Levermore
Ginn, 1898 - 298 pāgines
 

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Pāgina 269 - 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.
Pāgina 270 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Pāgina 247 - A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing; our helper he amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing. For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe; his craft and power are great, and armed with cruel hate on earth is not his equal.
Pāgina 156 - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
Pāgina 278 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day...
Pāgina 256 - I'd be Nearer, my GOD, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven, All that Thou sendest me In mercy given, Angels to beckon me Nearer, my GOD, to Thee, Nearer to Thee...
Pāgina 262 - BRIEF life is here our portion ; Brief sorrow, short-lived care ; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there.
Pāgina 274 - IN heavenly love abiding, No change my heart shall fear ; And safe is such confiding, For nothing changes here. The storm may roar without me, My heart may low be laid, But God is round about me, And can I be dismayed...
Pāgina 246 - All jubilant with song And bright with many an angel And all the martyr throng. The Prince is ever in them; The daylight is serene: The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen.
Pāgina 259 - When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way.

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