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balm bear beauty beneath blessed blest breast breathings bridge I stand bright called them unto calm CHANGED BUT GLORIFIED comfort comfortless Couldst thou crucified dark dead DIRGE dost doth dreams earth He trod earthly toil Ebb of tide evermore eyes fall fear feel feet flow glory God's plans going—ever going going—only going Good-night grace grieve hard to tread hide holy hopes hour hushed Jesus called land life's little maid lay living unto Thee look Low prayers mist of tears morn mourn murmur never night numbered o'er Outwearied Paradise path peace Psalm pure rapture Saviour shadows shore sighed and smiled sing Sleep—sleep SOLACE IN SORROW song SONG'S GONE sore soul sweet sweetest Thine Thou art thoughts thy day Thy dear hands Thy hands Thy love thy strength tremble TRUMPET voice Wanderings watch waves weeping whisper Wistful worn worn with care wounded Heart writ for thee
Page 14 - ONE by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall ; Some are coming, some are going ; Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.
Page 9 - God's workings see, We could interpret all this doubt and strife, And for each mystery could find a key. But not to-day. Then be content, poor heart! God's plans like lilies pure and white unfold. We must not tear the close-shut leaves apart, Time will reveal the calyxes of gold. And if, through patient toil, we reach the land Where tired feet, with sandals loosed, may rest, When we shall clearly know and understand, I think that we will say, "God knew the best!
Page 29 - By acts or pleasures, — doing petty things Of work or warfare, merchandise or rhyme; But we shall sit beside the silver springs That flow from God's own footstool, and behold Sages and martyrs, and those blessed few Who loved us once and were beloved of old; To dwell with them and walk with them anew, In alternations of sublime repose, Musical motion, the perpetual play Of every faculty that Heaven bestows Through the bright, busy, and eternal day.
Page 9 - And if sometimes, commingled with life's wine, We find the wormwood, and rebel and shrink, Be sure a wiser hand than yours or mine Pours out this potion for our lips to drink.
Page 21 - SAY not thou art left of God, Because His tokens in the sky Thou canst not read : this earth He trod To teach thee He was ever nigh. He sees, beneath the fig-tree green, Nathaniel con His sacred lore ; Shouldst thou thy chamber seek, unseen, He enters through the unopened door.
Page 8 - SOMETIME when all life's lessons have been learned, And sun and stars for evermore have set, The things which our weak judgment here had spurned, The things o'er which we grieved with lashes wet, Will flash before us out of life's dark night, As stars shine most in deeper tints of blue ; And we shall see how all God's plans were right, And how what seemed reproof was love most true.
Page 17 - If Satan tempt our hearts to stray, And whisper evil things within, So did he in the desert way Assail our Lord with thoughts of sin...
Page 15 - One by one thy griefs shall meet thee, Do not fear an armed band: One will fade as others greet thee; Shadows passing through the land.
Page 12 - Released from earthly toil and strife, With Thee is hidden still their life ; Thine are their thoughts, their works, their powers, All Thine, and yet most truly ours ; For well we know, where'er they be, Our dead are living unto Thee.