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Page 103 - LET us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Page 197 - Behind it all is tenderness, And truthfulness and grace. I mean her well so earnestly, Unchanged in changing mood ; My life would go without a sigh To bring her something good. I also am a child, and I Am ignorant and weak ; I gaze upon the starry sky, And then I must not speak...
Page 479 - THEY all were looking for a king To slay their foes and lift them high: Thou cam'st, a little baby thing That made a woman cry. O Son of Man, to right my lot Naught but Thy presence can avail; Yet on the road Thy wheels are not, Nor on the sea Thy sail ! My how or when Thou wilt not heed, But come down Thine own secret stair, That Thou mayst answer all my need — Yea...
Page 197 - I mean her well so earnestly, Unchanged in changing mood ; My life would go without a sigh To bring her something good. I also am a child, and I Am ignorant and weak ; I gaze upon the starry sky, And then I must not speak ; For all behind the starry sky, Behind the world so broad, Behind men's hearts and souls doth lie The Infinite of God.
Page 486 - The moon was at its edge. The thick black cloud was cleft, and still The moon was at its side ; Like waters shot from some high crag, The lightning fell with never a jag, A river steep and wide.
Page 172 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight. For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.
Page 396 - He will not have it that his Father in heaven is not perfect. He believes entirely that God loves, yea, is love; and, therefore, that hell itself must be subservient to that love, and but an embodiment of it; that the grand work of Justice is to make way for a Love which will give to every man that which is right and ten times more, even if it should be by means of awful...
Page 83 - I well remember feeling as a child that I did not care for God to love me if he did not love everybody...