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Page 190 - There's a wideness in God's mercy Like the wideness of the sea ; There's a kindness in His justice, Which is more than liberty.
Page 51 - He laid us as we lay at birth On the cool, flowery lap of earth, Smiles broke from us, and we had ease ; The hills were round us, and the breeze Went o'er the sunlit fields again ; Our foreheads felt the wind and rain. Our youth returned ; for there was shed On spirits that had long been dead, Spirits dried up and closely furled, The freshness of the early world.
Page 190 - For the love of God is broader Than the measure of man's mind; And the heart of the Eternal Is most wonderfully kind.
Page 23 - SOMETIME, when all life's lessons have been learned, And sun and stars forevermore have set, The things which our weak judgments here have spurned, The things o'er which we grieved with lashes wet, Will flash before us out of life's dark night, As stars shine most in deeper tints of blue; And we shall see how all God's plans are right, And how what seemed reproof was love most true.
Page 23 - If we could push ajar the gates of life, And stand within and all God's working see, We could interpret all this doubt and strife, And for each mystery could find a key! But not today. Then be content, poor heart! God's plans, like lilies, pure and white, unfold; We must not tear the close-shut leaves apart, Time will reveal the calyxes of gold.
Page 95 - A little elbow leans upon your knee, Your tired knee that has so much to bear; A child's dear eyes are looking lovingly From underneath a thatch of tangled hair. Perhaps you do not heed the velvet touch Of warm, moist fingers, folding yours so tight; You do not prize this blessing overmuch, You almost are too tired to pray to-night.
Page 111 - tis budding new, And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears ; The rose is sweetest washed with morning dew, And love is loveliest when embalmed in tears.
Page 216 - With frown to make a statue thrill, The master thundered, "Hither, Will!" Like wretch o'ertaken in his track, With stolen chattels on his back, Will hung his head in fear and shame, And to the awful presence came — A great, green, bashful simpleton, The butt of all good-natured fun. With smile suppressed, and birch upraised, The threatener faltered — " I'm amazed That you, my biggest pupil, should Be guilty of an act so rude ! Before the whole set school to boot — What evil genius put you to't?"...