Declamations and Dialogues for the Sunday-SchoolH.A. Young & Company, 1871 - 251 sider |
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Side 12
... bless them there , So now we little children ought To seek the Lord by prayer . And as so many years ago Poor babes his pity drew , I'm sure he will not let me go Without a blessing too . Then while , this favor to implore , My little ...
... bless them there , So now we little children ought To seek the Lord by prayer . And as so many years ago Poor babes his pity drew , I'm sure he will not let me go Without a blessing too . Then while , this favor to implore , My little ...
Side 21
... its wants may teach . She tells me not to slacken Nor cease my earnest cry , Until the needful blessing Be granted from on high . She tells me how confiding A child - like soul POETICAL SELECTIONS . 21 Baby Teachings,
... its wants may teach . She tells me not to slacken Nor cease my earnest cry , Until the needful blessing Be granted from on high . She tells me how confiding A child - like soul POETICAL SELECTIONS . 21 Baby Teachings,
Side 40
... blessed thee , Scatter rays divine ! For there is no sunbeam But must die or shine . LUCY LARCOM . MORNING SONG . With the dawn awaking , Lord , I sing thy praise ; Guide me to thee , making Me to know thy ways . All thy precepts ...
... blessed thee , Scatter rays divine ! For there is no sunbeam But must die or shine . LUCY LARCOM . MORNING SONG . With the dawn awaking , Lord , I sing thy praise ; Guide me to thee , making Me to know thy ways . All thy precepts ...
Side 41
... Bless us all , and keep ! ANON . EVENING HYMN . Jesus , tender Shepherd , hear me ; Bless thy little lamb to - night . Through the darkness be thou near me , Watch my sleep till morning light . All this day thy hand has led me , And I ...
... Bless us all , and keep ! ANON . EVENING HYMN . Jesus , tender Shepherd , hear me ; Bless thy little lamb to - night . Through the darkness be thou near me , Watch my sleep till morning light . All this day thy hand has led me , And I ...
Side 42
Joseph Henry Gilmore. Let my sins be all forgiven , Bless the friends I love so well ; Take me , when I die , to heaven , Happy there with thee to dwell . M. L. DUNCAN . GOOD NIGHT . The sun is hidden from our sight , The birds are ...
Joseph Henry Gilmore. Let my sins be all forgiven , Bless the friends I love so well ; Take me , when I die , to heaven , Happy there with thee to dwell . M. L. DUNCAN . GOOD NIGHT . The sun is hidden from our sight , The birds are ...
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Side 119 - Not as a child shall we again behold her ; For when with raptures wild In our embraces we again enfold her, She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden, in her Father's mansion, Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face.
Side 42 - THERE is a book, who runs may read, Which heavenly truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that book, to show How God Himself is found.
Side 78 - Again I looked at the snowfall, And thought of the leaden sky That arched o'er our first great sorrow, When that mound was heaped so high.
Side 120 - 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 who 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...
Side iii - Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod;' Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.
Side 115 - It went up from the Holy's lips amid his lost creation, That, of the lost, no son should use those words of desolation...
Side 19 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree; It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the tops of the hills.
Side 48 - Tis a fearful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattling trumpet Thunder, "Cut away the mast!" So we shuddered there in silence, — For the stoutest held his breath, While the hungry sea was roaring And the breakers talked with death. As thus we sat in darkness, Each one busy with his prayers, "We are lost!
Side 44 - Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace Upspringing day and night : — Springing in valleys green and low. And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness Where no man...
Side 118 - She is not dead, — the child of our affection, But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead.