The Bay View Magazine

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J. M. Hall., 1896
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Стр. 329 - 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.
Стр. 317 - WE scatter seeds with careless hand, And dream we ne'er shall see them more ; But for a thousand years Their fruit appears, In weeds that mar the land, Or healthful store. The deeds we do, the words we say, — Into still air they seem to fleet, We count them ever past ; But they shall last, — In the dread judgment they And we shall meet.
Стр. 329 - 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. So long thy power hath...
Стр. 329 - HE day is ended. Ere I sink to sleep My weary spirit seeks repose in Thine : Father ! forgive my trespasses, and keep This little life of mine. With loving kindness curtain Thou my bed ; And cool in rest my burning pilgrim- feet ; Thy pardon be the pillow for my head, — So shall my sleep be sweet. At peace with all the world, dear Lord, and Thee, No fears my soul's unwavering faith can shake ; All's well ! whichever side the grave for me The morning light may break ! HARRIET McEwEN KIMBALU MIDNIGHT...
Стр. 329 - The night is gone; And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.
Стр. 328 - Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear Him. For he knoweth our frame ; He remembereth that we are dust.
Стр. 328 - Come, Light serene and still! Our darkened spirits fill With thy clear day: Guide of the feeble sight, Star of grief's darkest night, Reveal the path of right, Show us thy way!
Стр. 329 - I long for — Rest, and refuge, and home ; Grieved, and lonely, and weary, Unto the Book I come. One of the sweet old chapters — The love that blossoms through His care of the birds and lilies, Out in the meadow dew. His evening lies soft around them ; Their faith is simply to be.
Стр. 329 - ... all its moods and in all its wants, which strengthens virtue with glorious exhortations, gives angelic eloquence to prayer, and almost rises to the seraph's joy in praise. In distress and fear, they breathe the low, sad murmur of complaint; in penitence, they groan with the agony of the troubled soul. They have a gentle music for the peace of faith ; in adoration, they ascend to the glory of creation, and the majesty of God. For assemblies or for solitude, for all that gladdens and all that grieves,...
Стр. 329 - ... remorse and our redemption, we find in these divine harmonies the loud or the low expression. Great has been their power in the world. They resounded amidst the courts of the tabernacle; they floated through the lofty and solemn spaces of the temple. They were sung with glory in the halls of Zion ; they were sung with sorrow by the streams of Babel. And when. Israel had passed away, the harp of David was still awakened in the church of Christ. In all the eras and ages of that church...

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