The Pastor's Gift to the Pupils of the Bulfinch Street Sunday School: January 1, 1849Benjamin H. Greene, 1849 - 80 sider |
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... .. F . T. Gray . 23 The Flowers of God , .......................................... ..J . G. Lyons . 32 The Tear of Gratitude , .... Speak no Ill , ....... Gentle Words , ......... • • • • • • • • Anonymous . 33 66 34 ...
... .. F . T. Gray . 23 The Flowers of God , .......................................... ..J . G. Lyons . 32 The Tear of Gratitude , .... Speak no Ill , ....... Gentle Words , ......... • • • • • • • • Anonymous . 33 66 34 ...
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... brought too long a day ; But now , I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember , I remember The roses red and white , The violets and lily - cups , Those flowers made 16 CHILDHOOD . Childhood, ......... T Hood.
... brought too long a day ; But now , I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember , I remember The roses red and white , The violets and lily - cups , Those flowers made 16 CHILDHOOD . Childhood, ......... T Hood.
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... flowers made of light , - The lilacs where the robins built , And where my brother set The laburnum , on his birthday , — The tree is living yet . I remember , I remember , Where I was used to swing , And thought the air would rush as ...
... flowers made of light , - The lilacs where the robins built , And where my brother set The laburnum , on his birthday , — The tree is living yet . I remember , I remember , Where I was used to swing , And thought the air would rush as ...
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... flowers in spring , When joining in the evening song , Our infant voices sing . My mother's voice like music falls Upon my gladdened ear , When , ' mid my childish merriment Her laugh rings sweet and clear . My mother's voice is sad and ...
... flowers in spring , When joining in the evening song , Our infant voices sing . My mother's voice like music falls Upon my gladdened ear , When , ' mid my childish merriment Her laugh rings sweet and clear . My mother's voice is sad and ...
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... flowers Ne'er with such sweetness came , As when her accents gently breathe Our Saviour's blessed name . MY MOTHER KNELT IN PRAYER . WHEN in my boyhood's gladsome day , My heart was light as air , I wandered to a lonely room , Where ...
... flowers Ne'er with such sweetness came , As when her accents gently breathe Our Saviour's blessed name . MY MOTHER KNELT IN PRAYER . WHEN in my boyhood's gladsome day , My heart was light as air , I wandered to a lonely room , Where ...
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AFFECTIONATE PASTOR Amidst beautiful BIBLE blessed blest bliss enjoyed breath bright cheerful child CHILDHOOD comfort commencing crystal bell dear DEAREST PLACE delight doubt duty earthly faithful Father feeble feel flowers forget friends gentle give given glad GOLDEN FRUIT grateful happiness heard heart heaven Heaven's own bliss holy house of God hymn important JONATHAN CHAPMAN kind KNELT IN PRAYER Lafayette lips liquid pearl live look love plays round MOTHER KNELT mother's voice ne'er never night o'er pain PASTOR'S GIFT pils PLACE IS HOME pleasant pleasure poor praise pupils round the smiling Sabbath Saviour seek seen sent sing smiling hearth soon soul SPEAK NO ILL spirit sun Came peeping Sunday school sweet sweetest teach teacher tear of gratitude Thanksgiving thee thine things thou tion Tis Heaven's told TREE WITH GOLDEN Whilst love plays words young
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Side 17 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow.
Side 16 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away...
Side 17 - ... remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The...
Side 48 - When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me; Lo, it glows with peace and joy.
Side 59 - How bright the unchanging morn appears! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies, While heaven and earth combine to say, " How blest the righteous when he dies !
Side 33 - They lift their dewy buds and bells, In garden, mead, and field: — They lurk in every sunless path, Where forest children tread; — They dot, like stars, the sacred turf, Which lies above the dead. They sport with every playful wind, That stirs the blooming trees, And laugh on every fragrant bush, All full of toiling bees : — From the green marge of lake and stream, Fresh vale, and mountain sod, They look in gentle glory forth — The pure sweet flowers of God.
Side 35 - It is not much the world can give, With all its subtle art, And gold and gems are not the things To satisfy the heart ; But, oh ! if those who cluster round The altar and the hearth, Have gentle words, and loving smiles, How beautiful is earth.
Side 11 - ... the remotest curmudgeon among them all. From the arrangement of the seats in the nave, and the labels pasted or painted on them, I judged that the women sat on one side and the men on the other, and the seats for various orders of magistrates, and for ecclesiastical and collegiate people, were likewise marked out.
Side 14 - WHEN to the house of GOD we go, To hear his word, and sing his love, We ought to worship him below, As saints and angels do above.
Side 61 - LIKE snow that falls where waters glide, Earth's pleasures fade away ; They melt in time's destroying tide, And cold are while they stay ; But joys that from religion flow, Like stars that gild the night, Amid the darkest gloom of woe, Shine forth with sweetest light.