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... foes beset , To win with art safe wisdom's peaceful way . Alas ! I know and from the onset knew , The first - born faith , the singleness of soul , The ancient pure simplicity with which God and good angels communèd undispleased , Is ...
... foes beset , To win with art safe wisdom's peaceful way . Alas ! I know and from the onset knew , The first - born faith , the singleness of soul , The ancient pure simplicity with which God and good angels communèd undispleased , Is ...
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... foe behind , the sea before them laid ; Around , the hosts of bloody Pharaoh fold , And wave o'er wave the ranging Red Sea rolled . But God , who saves His chosen ones from harm , Stretched to their aid His all - protecting arm ; And lo ...
... foe behind , the sea before them laid ; Around , the hosts of bloody Pharaoh fold , And wave o'er wave the ranging Red Sea rolled . But God , who saves His chosen ones from harm , Stretched to their aid His all - protecting arm ; And lo ...
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... foe . What care they for these haggard men Who have commenced their march again ? How can they hope to overthrow In such a way proud Jericho ? And so , with laugh and scornful glance , They 100 SELECTIONS FOR HOMES AND SCHOOLS JERICHO ...
... foe . What care they for these haggard men Who have commenced their march again ? How can they hope to overthrow In such a way proud Jericho ? And so , with laugh and scornful glance , They 100 SELECTIONS FOR HOMES AND SCHOOLS JERICHO ...
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... foe . And then the freshening breeze of evening came down over the hills and drove before it the last safe- guard of a lost race , until , in the yellow twilight , the people saw tower and rampart lying in headlong ruin . Where but a ...
... foe . And then the freshening breeze of evening came down over the hills and drove before it the last safe- guard of a lost race , until , in the yellow twilight , the people saw tower and rampart lying in headlong ruin . Where but a ...
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... lay . Fall'n is the pride of Jabin's host , And ceas'd the triumph of the foe ; Yet let not Israel's warriors boast , — A woman's hand hath dealt the blow ! Frail though by nature woman be , Ill fit to IIO SELECTIONS FOR HOMES AND SCHOOLS.
... lay . Fall'n is the pride of Jabin's host , And ceas'd the triumph of the foe ; Yet let not Israel's warriors boast , — A woman's hand hath dealt the blow ! Frail though by nature woman be , Ill fit to IIO SELECTIONS FOR HOMES AND SCHOOLS.
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Abraham Adam ALEXANDER KOHUT Angel beautiful behold Belshazzar beneath blessed bosom breast breath bright brow Cain child cloud cried dark David dead death deep doth earth eyes face father fear feet flame foes gazed GEORGE SANDYS glorious glory grace GUSTAV GOTTHEIL hand hath hear heard heart Heaven HENRY FRANCIS LYTE holy host II Samuel Israel king lambs Lamech land lifted light lips look Lord mercy Methuselah mighty morning Moses night Nimrud o'er peace Pharaoh plain Praise prayed prayer pride PSALM Rabbi rest RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER rose Saul shalt shout silent sing SIR EDWIN ARNOLD sleep smile Solomon song sons soul sound spake spear stars stood sweet swell sword TALMUD tears tent thee Thine Thou art throne thunder trembling Twas unto voice walls of Jericho wave weary weep wild wonder word
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Page 166 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Page 333 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 332 - Let us (said he) pour on him all we can: Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, Contract into a span. So strength first made a way; Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honour, pleasure: When almost all was out, God made a stay, Perceiving that alone of all his treasure Rest in the bottom lay. For if I should...
Page 166 - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death...
Page 333 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Page 171 - PRAISE to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days : Bounteous Source of every joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ, — 2...
Page 287 - Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord !
Page 322 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Page 211 - Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.
Page 354 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee...