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Page 235 - Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel ; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish ;— Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
Page 219 - Oh ! who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above ? Then sorrow, touch'd by Thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day ! WEEP NOT FOR THOSE.
Page 26 - ALL that's bright must fade, — The brightest still the fleetest ; All that's sweet was made, But to be lost when sweetest.
Page 216 - Therefore, behold, the days come, saith the Lord, that it shall no more be called Tophet, nor the valley of the son of Hinnom, but the valley of Slaughter ; for they shall bury in Tophet, till there be no place.
Page 23 - Why should we yet our sail unfurl? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl; But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past. Utawas' tide ! this trembling moon Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Page 33 - I've seen around me fall Like leaves in wintry weather; I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed...
Page 231 - And the angel which I saw stand upon the sea and upon the earth lifted up his hand to heaven, and sware by him that liveth for ever and ever, who created heaven and the things that therein are, and the earth and the things that therein are, and the sea and the things which are therein that there should be time no longer...
Page 221 - I'll seek by day some glade unknown, All light and silence like Thy throne, And the pale stars shall be, at night, The only eyes that watch my rite.
Page 222 - And Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the LORD, for he hath triumphed gloriously ; the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.