Drifted Snow-flakes: Or, Poetical Gatherings from Many Authors. Second SeriesJ. Hamilton, 1867 - 200 pàgines |
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Drifted Snow-flakes: Or, Poetical Gatherings from Many Authors. Second Series Visualització completa - 1867 |
Drifted Snow-flakes; Or, Poetical Gatherings from Many Authors Jane Hamilton Thomas Visualització completa - 1869 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 91 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, ' Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.' I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, ' Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live.
Pàgina 105 - Tis a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought ; Do I love the Lord, or no ? Am I his, or am I not ? 2 If I love, why am I thus?
Pàgina 82 - I dare not choose my lot; I would not, if I might ; Choose Thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright. The kingdom that I seek Is Thine; so let the way That leads to it be Thine, Else I must surely stray. Take Thou my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to Thee may seem; Choose Thou my good and ill.
Pàgina 81 - THY way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be ! Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out the path for me. Smooth let it be, or rough, It will be still the best ; Winding or straight, it leads Right onward to Thy rest.
Pàgina 90 - Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my guide ? " In His feet and hands are wound-prints, And His side.
Pàgina 80 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home! Lead Thou me on. Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one Step enough for me.
Pàgina 83 - But their voices are drowned in the rushing tide. There's one with ringlets of sunny gold, And eyes, the reflection of heaven's own blue , He crossed in the twilight, gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view. We saw not the angels that met him there, The gates of the city we could not see ; Over the river, over the river, My brother stands waiting to welcome me.
Pàgina 84 - They cross the stream and are gone for aye. We may not sunder the veil apart That hides from our vision the gates of day...
Pàgina 80 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
Pàgina 89 - IS 7TTH tearful eyes I look around ; Life seems a dark and stormy sea ; Yet 'midst the gloom I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper,