Just for To-day: And Other Verses

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J. Pott and Company, 1900 - Religious poetry - 44 pages
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Page xxxi - I ask Thee for the daily strength, To none that ask denied; And a mind to blend with outward life, While keeping at Thy side, Content to fill a little space, If thou be glorified.
Page xlvi - SOME murmur, when their sky is clear And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue. And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy gild The darkness of their night.
Page xxx - I ask Thee for a thoughtful love, Through constant watching wise, To meet the glad with joyful smiles, And wipe the weeping eyes ; And a heart at leisure from itself, To soothe and sympathize.
Page xxxii - Luke xxii. 42. 0 LORD my God, do Thou thy holy will— I will lie still— 1 will not stir, lest I forsake thine arm, And break the charm, Which lulls me, clinging to my Father's breast, In perfect rest.
Page xxxvi - O Lord, support us all the day long of this troublous life, until the shadows lengthen and the evening comes, and the busy world is hushed, and the fever of life is over, and our work is done. Then in Thy mercy grant us a safe lodging, and a holy rest, and peace at the last.
Page xxxv - Lord, what a change within us one short hour Spent in thy presence will prevail to make ! What heavy burdens from our bosoms take ! What parched grounds refresh as with a shower ! We kneel, and all around us seems to lower ; We rise ; and all, the distant and the near, Stands forth in sunny outline, brave and clear. We kneel, how weak ! we rise, how full of power...
Page 3 - When once thy foot enters the Church, be bare. God is more there, than thou : for thou art there Only by his permission. Then beware, And make thyself all reverence and fear. Kneeling ne'er spoil'd silk stocking : quit thy state.
Page xxx - I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro, Seeking for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know ; I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go.
Page l - Drop Thy still dews of quietness, Till all our strivings cease ; Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of Thy peace.
Page xxxiii - All gemmed with pure and living light, Too dazzling for a sinner's sight, Prepared for virgin souls, and them Who seek the Martyr's diadem. Nor deem, who to that bliss aspire, Must win their way through blood and fire.

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