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Page 106 - I do not ask my cross to understand, My way to see ; Better in darkness just to feel thy hand, And follow thee.
Page 48 - ... not, nor scheme, — but calmly wait ; His choice is best. While blind and erring is thy sight, His wisdom sees and judges right, So Trust and Rest. Strive not, nor struggle : thy poor might Can never wrest The meanest thing to serve thy will ; All power is His alone : Be still, And Trust and Rest.
Page 123 - Then our dear Queen makes answer she will call Her very soon: meanwhile they are beguiled To wait and listen while She tells them all A story of Her Jesus as a child. Ah, Saints in Heaven may pray with earnest will And pity for their weak and erring brothers : Yet there is prayer in Heaven more tender still — The little Children pleading for their Mothers.
Page xiv - The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has not where to lay his head.
Page 40 - OH, to have dwelt in Bethlehem When the star of the Lord shone bright ! To have sheltered the holy wanderers On that blessed Christmas night ; To have kissed the tender wayworn feet Of the mother undefiled, And with reverent wonder and deep delight, To have tended the Holy Child...
Page 108 - Still let the glory, Lord, be thine alone," — So prayed the Monk, his heart absorbed in praise : " Thine be the glory : if my hands have sown The harvest ripened in Thy mercy's rays-, It was Thy blessing, Lord, that made my word Bring light and love to every soul that heard.
Page 70 - ... hearts and the anchors Tell of danger and peril past ; Of the hope deferred and the waiting, And the comfort that came at last. I too, had a perilous venture, On a stormy and treacherous main, And I too was pleading to Mary From the depths of a heart in pain. It was not a life in peril...
Page 7 - They are with us, His true soldiers, they come in power and might, Glorious the crown which they shall gain after the heavenly fight ; And you, perchance, who scoff, may yet their rest and glory share, As the rich spoil of their battle and the captives of their prayer, XVI.