,transcriber's note3 ,spelling mistakes have been left in the text to match the original1 except for obvious typographical errors1 which have been corrected4 ,,poems ,,with ,,power ,,to ,,strengthen ,,the ,,soul ,compiled and ,edited by ,,james ,,mudge ,revised and ,enlarged ,edition ,the ,abingdon ,press ,new ,york ,cincinnati ,chicago ,copyright1 #aijg1 #aiji1 by ,eaton ,mains ,printed in the ,united ,states of ,america ,first ,edition ,printed ,november1 #aijg ,second ,printing1 ,march1 #aiji ,third ,printing1 ,october1 #aiaa ,fourth ,printing1 ,july1 #aiae ,fifth ,printing1 ,may1 #aiai ,sixth ,printing1 ,january1 #aibb ,seventh ,printing1 ,april1 #aibe ,eighth ,printing1 ,march1 #aibh ,ninth ,printing1 ,october1 #aicj ,tenth ,printing1 ,september1 #aicd ,,to ,,all ,,who ,,are ,,at ,,the ,,same ,,time ,,lovers ,,of ,,good ,,poetry ,,and ,,lovers ,,of ,,good ,,character1 ,,devoted ,,to ,,god ,,and ,,their ,,fellow-,,men1 ,,as ,,well ,,as ,,to ,,literature1 ,,the ,,compiler1 ,,who ,,claims ,a ,,little ,,place ,,in ,,this ,,large ,,company1 ,,dedicates ,,the ,,result ,,of ,,his ,,pleasant ,,labors ,,contents ,,page ,,preface vii ,,subjects3 ,,heroism--,,chivalry1 ,,nobility1 ,,honor1 ,,truth #a ,,courage--,,constancy1 ,,confidence1 ,,strength1 ,,valor #ad ,,independence--,,manhood1 ,,firmness1 ,,earnestness1 ,,resolution #bb ,,greatness--,,fame1 ,,success1 ,,progress1 ,,victory #bh ,,duty--,,loyalty1 ,,faithfulness1 ,,conscience1 ,,zeal #da ,,service--,,usefulness1 ,,benevolence1 ,,labor #ej ,,brotherhood--,,charity1 ,,sympathy1 ,,example1 ,,influence #ff ,,consecration--,,submission1 ,,devotion1 ,,purity #gi ,,peace--,,rest1 ,,calm1 ,,stillness #hh ,,humility--,,meekness1 ,,weakness1 ,,selflessness #ie ,,contentment--,,resignation1 ,,patience1 ,,compensation #ajc ,,aspiration--,,desire1 ,,supplication1 ,,growth #aae ,,prayer--,,worship1 ,,communion1 ,,devotion #abc ,,joy--,,praise1 ,,cheerfulness1 ,,happiness #ach ,,affliction--,,consolation1 ,,trial1 ,,endurance #adi ,,love--,,divine ,,goodness1 ,,unselfishness #afc ,,hope--,,progress1 ,,optimism1 ,,enthusiasm #agj ,,faith--,,assurance1 ,,doubt1 ,,unbelief #agg ,,trust--,,guidance1 ,,safety1 ,,gladness #ahg ,,god',s ,,care--,,providence1 ,,god',s ,,knowledge ,,and ,,beneficence #aii ,,god',s ,,will--,,obedience1 ,,divine ,,union #bji ,,god',s ,,presence--,,possession1 ,,satisfaction1 ,,reflection #bba ,,jesus--,,his ,,preciousness1 ,,and ,,beauty1 ,,and ,,love #bcc ,,life--,,time1 ,,opportunity1 ,,experience1 ,,character #bej ,,age ,,and ,,death--,,maturity1 ,,victory1 ,,heaven #bfg ,,appendix--,,miscellaneous ,,selections #bgh ,,index ,,to ,,authors #bhh ,,index ,,to ,,titles #bib ,,index ,,to ,,first ,,lines #bih ,,preface ,this is not like other collections of religious verse2 still less is it a hymnal4 ,the present volume is directed to a very specific and wholly practical end1 the production of high personal character2 and only those poems which have an immediate bearing in this direction have been admitted4 ,we know of no other book published which has followed this special line4 ,there are fine hymnals1 deservedly dear to the ,church1 but they are necessarily devoted in large measure to institutional and theological subjects1 are adapted to the wants of the general congregation and to purposes of song2 while many poetical productions that touch the heart the closest are for that very reason unsuited to the hymnal4 ,there are many anthologies and plentiful volumes of religious poetry1 but not one coming within our ken has been made up as this has been4 ,we have sought far and wide1 through many libraries1 carefully conning hundreds of books and glancing through hundreds more1 to find just those lines which would have the most tonic and stimulating effect in the direction of holier1 nobler living4 ,we have coveted verses whose influence would be directly on daily life and would help to form the very best habits of thought and conduct1 which would have intrinsic spiritual value and elevating power2 those whose immediate tendency would be to make people better1 toughening their moral fibre and helping them heavenward2 those which they could hardly read attentively without feeling an impulse toward the things which are pure and true and honorable and lovely and of good report1 things virtuous and praiseworthy4 ,it is surprising to one who has not made the search how very many poets there are whose voluminous and popular works yield nothing1 or scarcely anything1 of this sort4 ,we have looked carefully through many scores of volumes of poetry without finding a line that could be of the slightest use in this collection4 ,they were taken up altogether with other topics4 ,they contained many pretty conceits1 pleasant descriptions1 lovely or lively narrations--these in abundance1 but words that would send the spirit heavenward1 or even earthward with any added love for humanity1 not one4 ,on the other hand1 in papers and periodicals1 even in books1 are great multitudes of verses1 unexceptionable in sentiment and helpful in influence1 which bear so little of the true poetic afflatus1 are so careless in construction or so faulty in diction1 so imperfect in rhyme or rhythm1 so much mingled with colloquialisms or so hopelessly commonplace in thought1 as to be unworthy of a permanent place in a book like this4 ,they would not bear reading many times4 ,they would offend a properly educated taste4 ,they would not so capture the ear as to linger on the memory with compelling persistence1 nor strike the intellect as an exceptional presentation of important truth4 ,the combination of fine form and deep or inspiring thought is by no means common1 but1 when found1 very precious4 ,we will not claim that this has been secured in all the poems here presented4 ,not all will approve our choice in all respects4 ,there is nothing in which tastes more differ than in matters of this kind4 ,and we will admit that in some cases we have let in--because of the important truth which they so well voiced--stanzas not fully up to the mark in point of poetic merit4 ,where it has not been possible to get the two desirable things together1 as it has not always1 we have been more solicitous for the sentiment that would benefit than for mere prettiness or perfection of form4 ,helpfulness has been the test oftener than a high literary standard4 ,the labored workmanship of the vessel has not weighed so much with us as its perfect fitness to convey the water of life wherewith the thirsty soul of man has been or may be refreshed4 ,if poets are properly judged1 as has been alleged1 by the frame of mind they induce1 then some who have not gained great literary fame may still hold up their heads and claim a worthy crown4 ,some poems fully within the scope of the book--like ,longfellow's ,psalm of ,life--have been omitted because of their exceeding commonness and their accessibility4 ,many hymns of very high value--like ,jesus1 ,lover of my soul1 ,my faith looks up to thee1 ,nearer1 my ,god1 to thee1 ,when all thy mercies1 ,o my ,god1 ,how firm a foundation--have also been omitted because they are found in all the hymnals1 and to include them would unduly swell the size of the book4 ,a few others1 although similarly familiar1 like ,jesus1 ,i my cross have taken1 and ,god moves in a mysterious way1 have been inserted from a feeling that even yet their depth and richness are not properly appreciated and that they can never be sufficiently pondered4 ,a few poems we have been unable to procure permission to use2 but in nearly all cases we have met with most generous treatment from both authors and publishers owning copyrights1 and we take this occasion to express our hearty thanks for the kindness afforded in the following instances3 ,houghton1 ,mifflin ,company1 for the use of the poems and stanzas here found from ,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow1 ,james ,russell ,lowell1 ,john ,greenleaf ,whittier1 ,ralph ,waldo ,emerson1 ,oliver ,wendell ,holmes1 ,edward ,rowland ,sill1 ,celia ,thaxter1 ,caroline ,atherton ,mason1 ,edna ,dean ,proctor1 ,edmund ,clarence ,stedman1 ,john ,burroughs1 ,john ,hay1 ,william ,dean ,howells1 ,harriet ,beecher ,stowe1 ,lucy ,larcom1 ,margaret ,e4 ,sangster1 ,francis ,bret ,harte1 ,james ,freeman ,clarke1 ,samuel ,longfellow1 ,samuel ,johnson1 ,christopher ,pearse ,cranch1 ,thomas ,wentworth ,higginson1 ,elizabeth ,stuart ,phelps and ,john ,vance ,cheney4 ,little1 ,brown ,company1 for poems by ,helen ,hunt ,jackson1 ,louise ,chandler ,moulton1 ,william ,rounseville ,alger1 ,susan ,coolidge ,sarah ,chauncey ,woolsey1 and ,john ,white ,chadwick4 ,lothrop1 ,lee ,shepard ,company1 for poems by ,sam ,walter ,foss4 ,d4 ,appleton ,company1 for poems by ,william ,cullen ,bryant4 ,t4 ,y4 ,crowell ,company1 for poems by ,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,charles ,scribner's ,sons1 for poems by ,josiah ,gilbert ,holland4 ,the ,century ,company1 for poems by ,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,the ,bobbs-,merrill ,company1 for poems by ,james ,whitcomb ,riley4 ,harper ,brothers1 for poems by ,edward ,sandford ,martin4 ,small1 ,maynard ,co41 for poems by ,charlotte ,perkins ,gilman4 ,the ,rev4 ,d4 ,c4 ,knowles1 for poems by ,frederic ,lawrence ,knowles1 especially from ,love ,triumphant1 published by ,dana1 ,estes ,company4 ,the ,rev4 ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin1 for poems from his ,flowers of ,song from ,many ,lands4 ,professor ,amos ,r4 ,wells1 for poems from his ,just to ,help4 ,mr4 ,nixon ,waterman1 for poems from ,in ,merry ,mood1 published by ,forbes ,co41 of ,chicago4 ,the selections from the above ,american authors are used by special arrangements with the firms mentioned1 who are the only authorized publishers of their works4 ,many other poems used have been found in papers or other places which gave no indication of the original source4 ,in spite of much effort to trace these things it is quite likely we have failed in some cases to give due credit or obtain the usual permission2 and we hope that if such omissions1 due to ignorance or inadvertence1 are noticed they will be pardoned4 ,many unknown writers have left behind them some things of value1 but their names have become detached from them or perhaps never were appended4 ,many volumes consulted have been long out of print4 ,we are glad to record our large indebtedness to the custodians of the ,boston1 ,cambridge1 ,malden1 ,natick1 ,brookline1 ,jamaica ,plain1 ,somerville1 and ,newton ,public ,libraries1 the ,boston ,athenaeum1 the ,congregational ,library1 the ,general ,theological ,library1 and the ,library of ,harvard ,college1 for free access to their treasures4 ,by far the greater part of the contents are from ,british and other foreign authors1 such as ,william ,wordsworth1 ,alfred ,tennyson1 ,robert ,browning1 ,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning1 ,dinah ,maria ,mulock ,craik1 ,mrs4 ,s4 ,f4 ,adams1 ,anna ,letitia ,barbauld1 ,mrs4 ,charles1 ,frances ,ridley ,havergal1 ,anna ,letitia ,waring1 ,jean ,ingelow1 ,adelaide ,anne ,procter1 ,mme4 ,guyon1 ,theodore ,monod1 ,matthew ,arnold1 ,edwin ,arnold1 ,william ,shakespeare1 ,john ,milton1 ,george ,gordon ,byron1 ,robert ,burns1 ,william ,cowper1 ,george ,herbert1 ,robert ,herrick1 ,francis ,quarles1 ,frederick ,w4 ,faber1 ,john ,keble1 ,charles ,kingsley1 ,alexander ,pope1 ,joseph ,addison1 ,john ,gay1 ,edward ,young1 ,thomas ,moore1 ,john ,newton1 ,john ,bunyan1 ,h4 ,kirke ,white1 ,horatius ,bonar1 ,james ,montgomery1 ,charles ,wesley1 ,richard ,baxter1 ,norman ,macleod1 ,george ,heber1 ,richard ,chenevix ,trench1 ,henry ,alford1 ,charles ,mackay1 ,gerald ,massey1 ,alfred ,austin1 ,robert ,louis ,stevenson1 ,arthur ,hugh ,clough1 ,henry ,burton1 ,samuel ,taylor ,coleridge1 ,hartley ,coleridge1 ,joseph ,anstice1 ,george ,macdonald1 ,robert ,leighton1 ,john ,henry ,newman1 ,john ,sterling1 ,edward ,h4 ,bickersteth1 ,dante ,gabriel ,rossetti1 and many others4 ,of ,german authors there are not a few1 including ,johann ,w4 von ,goethe1 ,johann ,c4 ,f4 ,schiller1 ,george ,a4 ,neumarck1 ,paul ,gerhardt1 ,benjamin ,schmolke1 ,s4 ,c4 ,schoener1 ,scheffler1 ,karl ,rudolf ,hagenbach1 ,s4 ,rodigast1 ,novalis1 ,wolfgang ,c4 ,dessler1 ,l4 ,gedicke1 ,martin ,luther1 and ,johann ,g4 von ,herder4 ,the number of ,american poets drawn upon is small compared with this list4 ,it is the case in all such collections4 ,according to an analysis of the hymns contained in the most widely used ,american hymnals down to #ahhj the average number of hymns of purely ,american origin was not quite one in seven2 the proportion would be a little larger now4 ,and the number of ,methodist poets is almost nil1 in spite of the fact that the compiler is a ,methodist and the volume is issued from the official ,methodist ,publishing ,house4 ,but if we thought that this would be any barrier to its wide circulation in ,methodist homes we should be deeply ashamed for our church4 ,we are confident it will not be4 ,for mere denominational tenets do not at all enter into these great matters of the soul's life4 ,a book like this speaks loudly for the real oneness1 not only of all branches of the ,christian ,church1 but of all religions1 in some respects4 ,not only do we find the various ,protestant denominations amply represented here2 not only have we most inspiring words from ,roman ,catholic writers like ,francis ,xavier1 ,madame ,guyon1 ,alexander ,pope1 ,john ,henry ,newman1 ,frederick ,w4 ,faber1 and ,adelaide ,anne ,procter2 but from ,mohammedan sources1 from ,sufi saints of ,persia1 and the ,moslem devotees of ,arabia1 and even from ,hinduism1 there are utterances of noblest truth which we cannot read without a kindling heart4 ,these are all brought together from the ends of the earth into a delightful upper chamber1 where the warring discords of opinion cease and an exceedingly precious peace prevails4 ,it should be said1 though it is perhaps hardly necessary1 that this is by no means a book to be read at a sitting4 ,it furnishes very concentrated nourishment4 ,it can be taken with largest profit only a little at a time1 according as the mood demands and circumstances appoint4 ,there should be very much meditation mingled with the perusal1 an attempt to penetrate the deep meaning of the lines and have them enter into the soul for practical benefit4 ,some of these hymns have great histories3 they are the war cries of combatants on hard-fought battle fields2 they are living words of deep experience pressed out of the heart by strong feeling2 they are the embodiment of visions caught on some ,pisgah's glowing top4 ,here will be found and furnished hope for the faint-hearted1 rest for the weary1 courage for the trembling1 cheer for the despondent1 power for the weak1 comfort for the afflicted1 guidance in times of difficulty1 wise counsel for moments of perplexity1 a stimulant to faithfulness1 a cure for the blues1 exhilaration1 jubilation4 ,everything of a depressing nature has been scrupulously ruled out4 ,the keynote1 persistently followed through all the pages1 is optimistic1 bright1 buoyant4 ,trumpet calls and bugle notes are furnished in abundance1 but no dirges or elegies4 ,large space1 it will be seen1 is given to such topics as ,heroism1 ,true ,greatness1 the ,care and ,presence of ,god1 the blessings of ,brotherliness1 the privilege of ,service1 the path of ,peace1 the secret of ,contentment1 the mission of ,prayer1 the joy of ,jesus1 the meaning of ,life1 the glory of ,love1 the promise of ,faith1 the happy aspect of old ,age and ,death2 for these subjects come very close home to the heart1 and are illustrated in daily experience4 ,anyone who feels a special need in any of these directions is confidently recommended to turn to the proper sections and read the selections4 ,very much that is here may easily and suitably be committed to memory1 that thus it may the more permanently penetrate into the inmost depth of being4 ,it may be used with most telling effect in sermons to give point and pungency to the thought of the preacher4 ,alike in popular discourse and public testimony or in private meditation these gems of sentiment and thought will come into play with great advantage4 ,the benefit which may be derived from them can scarcely be overestimated4 ,president ,eliot1 of ,harvard ,university1 has said3 ,there are bits of poetry in my mind learned in infancy that have stood by me in keeping me true to my ideas of duty and life4 ,rather than lose these ,i would have missed all the sermons ,i have ever heard4 ,many another can say substantially the same1 can trace his best deeds very largely to the influence of some little stanza or couplet early stored away in his memory and coming ever freshly to mind in after years as the embodiment of truest wisdom4 ,we cannot guarantee in all cases the absolute correctness of the forms of the poems given1 though much pains have been taken to ensure accuracy2 but authors themselves make changes in their productions at different times in different editions4 ,nor have we always been able to trace the poem to its source4 ,slips and errors of various kinds can hardly be avoided in such matters4 ,even so competent an editor as ,john ,g4 ,whittier1 in his ,songs of ,three ,centuries1 ascribes ,love divine1 all love excelling to that bitter ,calvinist1 ,augustus ,m4 ,toplady1 giving it as the sole specimen of his verse2 when it was really written by the ardent ,arminian1 ,charles ,wesley1 with whom ,toplady was on anything but friendly terms4 ,if ,whittier could make a blunder of this magnitude we may be pardoned if possibly a keen-eyed critic spies something in our book almost as grossly incorrect4 ,in some cases we have been obliged to change the titles of poems so as to avoid reduplication in our index1 or to adapt them the better to the small extract taken from the much longer form in the original4 ,in a few cases we have made 7indicated7 alterations in poems to fit them more fully to the purpose of the book4 ,the volume will be found not only a readable one1 we think1 but also an uncommonly useful one for presentation by those who would do good and give gratification to their serious-minded friends with a taste for religious poetry and a love for wandering in the holy land of song4 ,he who would put before another the essential elements of religion would do better to give him such a book as this than a treatise on theology4 ,he who would himself get a clear idea of what the religious life really is will do better to pore over these pages than to dip into some philosophical discussion4 ,here the best life is expressed rather than analyzed1 exhibited rather than explained4 ,mrs4 ,browning has well said1 ,plant a poet's word deep enough in any man's breast1 looking presently for offshoots1 and you have done more for the man than if you dressed him in a broadcloth coat and warmed his ,sunday pottage at your fire4 ,we who1 by preparing or circulating such volumes1 aid the poets in finding a larger circle to whom to give their message1 may claim a part of the blessing which comes to those who in any way aid humanity4 ,george ,herbert has said1 ,a verse may find him who a sermon flies1 ,and turn delight into a sacrifice4 ,he himself most excellently illustrated the sentiment by bequeathing to the world many beautiful verses that are sermons of the most picturesque sort4 ,one definition of poetry is a record of the best thoughts and best moments of the best and happiest minds4 ,this in itself would almost be sufficient to establish the connection between poetry and religion4 ,it is certain that the two have very close and vital relations4 ,dr4 ,washington ,gladden has admirably remarked1 ,poetry is indebted to religion for its largest and loftiest inspirations1 and religion is indebted to poetry for its subtlest and most luminous interpretations4 ,no doubt a man may be truly1 deeply religious who has little or no development on the aesthetic side1 to whom poetry makes no special appeal4 ,but it is certain that he whose soul is deaf to the concord of sweet sounds misses a mighty aid in the spiritual life4 ,for a hymn is a wing by which the spirit soars above earthly cares and trials into a purer air and a clearer sunshine4 ,nothing can better scatter the devils of melancholy and gloom or doubt and fear4 ,when praise and prayer1 trust and love1 faith and hope1 and similar sentiments1 have passed into and through some poet's passionate soul1 until he has become so charged with them that he has been able to fix them in a form of expression where beauty is united to strength1 where concentration and ornamentation are alike secured1 then the deepest needs of great numbers are fully met4 ,what was vague and dim is brought into light4 ,what was only half conceived1 and so but half felt1 is made to grip the soul with power4 ,poetry is of the very highest value for the inspiration and guidance of life1 for calling out the emotions and opening up spiritual visions4 ,it carries truths not only into the understanding1 but into the heart1 where they are likely to have the most direct effect on conduct4 ,in the language of ,robert ,southey1 ,i commit these pages to the ,christian public1 with a sincere belief that much benefit will result to all who shall read them3 ,go forth1 little book1 from this my solitude2 ,i cast thee on the waters1--go thy ways2 ,and if1 as ,i believe1 thy vein be good1 ,the world will find thee after many days4 ,be it with thee according to thy worth2 ,go1 little book6 in faith ,i send thee forth4 ,,james ,,mudge4 ,malden1 ,mass4 ,,heroism ,,chivalry1 ,,nobility1 ,,honor1 ,,truth ,,the ,,inevitable ,i like the man who faces what he must1 ,with step triumphant and a heart of cheer2 ,who fights the daily battle without fear2 ,sees his hopes fail1 yet keeps unfaltering trust ,that ,god is ,god2 that somehow1 true and just1 ,his plans work out for mortals2 not a tear ,is shed when fortune1 which the world holds dear1 ,falls from his grasp3 better1 with love1 a crust ,than living in dishonor3 envies not1 ,nor loses faith in man2 but does his best1 ,nor ever murmurs at his humbler lot1 ,but1 with a smile and words of hope1 gives zest ,to every toiler3 he alone is great ,who by a life heroic conquers fate4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,,defeated ,,yet ,,triumphant ,they never fail who die ,in a great cause4 ,the block may soak their gore2 ,their heads may sodden in the sun2 their limbs ,be strung to city gates and castle walls2 ,but still their spirit walks abroad4 ,though years ,elapse and others share as dark a doom1 ,they but augment the deep and sweeping thoughts ,which overpower all others and conduct ,the world1 at last1 to freedom4 --,george ,gordon ,byron4 ,a ,,hero ,,gone ,he has done the work of a true man-- ,crown him1 honor him1 love him2 ,weep over him1 tears of woman1 ,stoop1 manliest brows1 above him6 ,for the warmest of hearts is frozen2 ,the freest of hands is still2 ,and the gap in our picked and chosen ,the long years may not fill4 ,no duty could overtask him1 ,no need his will outrun3 ,or ever our lips could ask him1 ,his hands the work had done4 ,he forgot his own life for others1 ,himself to his neighbor lending4 ,found the ,lord in his suffering brothers1 ,and not in the clouds descending4 ,and he saw1 ere his eye was darkened1 ,the sheaves of the harvest-bringing2 ,and knew1 while his ear yet hearkened1 ,the voice of the reapers singing4 ,never rode to the wrong's redressing ,a worthier paladin4 ,he has heard the ,master's blessing1 ,good and faithful1 enter in6 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,the ,,charge ,they outtalked thee1 hissed thee1 tore thee8 ,better men fared thus before thee2 ,fired their ringing shot and pass'd1 ,hotly charged--and sank at last4 ,charge once more1 then1 and be dumb6 ,let the victors1 when they come1 ,when the forts of folly fall1 ,find thy body by the wall6 --,matthew ,arnold4 ,,the ,,reformer ,before the monstrous wrong he sets him down-- ,one man against a stone-walled city of sin4 ,for centuries those walls have been abuilding2 ,smooth porphyry1 they slope and coldly glass ,the flying storm and wheeling sun4 ,no chink1 ,no crevice1 lets the thinnest arrow in4 ,he fights alone1 and from the cloudy ramparts ,a thousand evil faces gibe and jeer him4 ,let him lie down and die3 what is the right1 ,and where is justice1 in a world like this8 ,but by and by earth shakes herself1 impatient2 ,and down1 in one great roar of ruin1 crash ,watch-tower and citadel and battlements4 ,when the red dust has cleared1 the lonely soldier ,stands with strange thoughts beneath the friendly stars4 --,edward ,rowland ,sill4 ,,life ,,and ,,death ,so he died for his faith4 ,that is fine-- ,more than most of us do4 ,but1 say1 can you add to that line ,that he lived for it1 too8 ,in his death he bore witness at last ,as a martyr to truth4 ,did his life do the same in the past ,from the days of his youth8 ,it is easy to die4 ,men have died ,for a wish or a whim-- ,from bravado or passion or pride4 ,was it harder for him8 ,but to live--every day to live out ,all the truth that he dreamt1 ,while his friends met his conduct with doubt ,and the world with contempt4 ,was it thus that he plodded ahead1 ,never turning aside8 ,then we'll talk of the life that he lived4 ,never mind how he died4 --,ernest ,crosby4 ,,the ,,red ,,planet ,,mars ,the star of the unconquered will1 ,he rises in my breast1 ,serene1 and resolute1 and still1 ,and calm1 and self-possessed4 ,and thou1 too1 whosoe'er thou art1 ,that readest this brief psalm1 ,as one by one thy hopes depart1 ,be resolute and calm4 ,oh1 fear not in a world like this1 ,and thou shalt know erelong1-- ,know how sublime a thing it is ,to suffer and be strong4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,the ,,noble ,,army ,,of ,,martyrs ,,praise ,,thee ,not they alone who from the bitter strife ,came forth victorious1 yielding willingly ,that which they deem most precious1 even life1 ,content to suffer all things1 ,christ1 for ,thee2 ,not they alone whose feet so firmly trod ,the pathway ending in rack1 sword and flame1 ,foreseeing death1 yet faithful to their ,lord1 ,enduring for ,his sake the pain and shame2 ,not they alone have won the martyr's palm1 ,not only from their life proceeds the eternal psalm4 ,for earth hath martyrs now1 a saintly throng2 ,each day unnoticed do we pass them by2 ',mid busy crowds they calmly move along1 ,bearing a hidden cross1 how patiently6 ,not theirs the sudden anguish1 swift and keen1 ,their hearts are worn and wasted with small cares1 ,with daily griefs and thrusts from foes unseen2 ,troubles and trials that take them unawares2 ,theirs is a lingering1 silent martyrdom2 ,they weep through weary years1 and long for rest to come4 ,they weep1 but murmur not2 it is ,god's will1 ,and they have learned to bend their own to his2 ,simply enduring1 knowing that each ill ,is but the herald of some future bliss2 ,striving and suffering1 yet so silently ,they know it least who seem to know them best4 ,faithful and true through long adversity ,they work and wait until ,god gives them rest2 ,these surely share with those of bygone days ,the palm-branch and the crown1 and swell their song of praise4 ,,the ,,happy ,,warrior ',tis1 finally1 the man1 who1 lifted high1 ,conspicuous object in a nation's eye1 ,or left unthought of in obscurity1 ,who1 with a toward or untoward lot1 ,prosperous or adverse1 to his wish or not1-- ,plays1 in the many games of life1 that one ,where what he most doth value must be won2 ,whom neither shape of danger can dismay1 ,nor thought of tender happiness betray2 ,who1 not content that former work stand fast1 ,looks forward1 persevering to the last1 ,from well to better1 daily self-surpast2 ,who1 whether praise of him must walk the earth ,forever1 and to noble deeds give birth1 ,or he must fall1 to sleep without his fame1 ,and leave a dead1 unprofitable name-- ,finds comfort in himself and in his cause1 ,and1 while the mortal mist is gathering1 draws ,his breath in confidence of ,heaven's applause3 ,this is the happy warrior2 this is he ,that every man in arms should wish to be4 --,william ,wordsworth4 ,aground the man who seeks a noble end ,not angels but divinities attend4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,,robert ,,browning',s ,,message ,grow old along with me6 ,the best is yet to be1 ,the last of life1 for which the first was made2 ,our times are in ,his hand ,who saith1 ,a whole ,i planned1 ,youth shows but half2 trust ,god3 see all1 nor be afraid6 ,poor vaunt of life indeed1 ,were man but formed to feed ,on joy1 to solely seek and find and feast2 ,such feasting ended1 then ,as sure an end to men3 ,irks care the crop-full bird8 ,frets doubt the maw-crammed beast8 ,then welcome each rebuff ,that turns earth's smoothness rough1 ,each sting that bids nor sit nor stand1 but go6 ,be our joys three parts pain6 ,strive1 and hold cheap the strain2 ,learn1 nor account the pang2 dare1 never grudge the throe6 ,for thence--a paradox ,which comforts while it mocks-- ,shall life succeed in that it seems to fail3 ,what ,i aspired to be1 ,and was not1 comforts me3 ,a brute ,i might have been1 but would not sink i' the scale4 99 99 99 99 99 ,not on the vulgar mass ,called work must sentence pass1 ,things done1 that took the eye and had the price2 ,o'er which1 from level stand1 ,the low world laid its hand1 ,found straightway to its mind1 could value in a trice3 ,but all1 the world's coarse thumb ,and finger failed to plumb1 ,so passed in making up the main account2 ,all instincts immature1 ,all purposes unsure1 ,that weighed not as his work1 yet swelled the man's amount3 ,thoughts hardly to be packed ,into a narrow act1 ,fancies that broke through language and escaped2 ,all ,i could never be1 ,all1 men ignored in me1 ,this ,i was worth to ,god1 whose wheel the pitcher shaped4 99 99 99 99 99 ,fool6 ,all that is1 at all1 ,lasts ever1 past recall2 ,earth changes1 but thy soul and ,god stand sure3 ,what entered into thee ,that was1 is1 and shall be3 ,time's wheel runs back or stops2 ,potter and clay endure4 --,from ,rabbi ,ben ,ezra4 ,,truth ,,and ,,falsehood ,once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide1 ,in the strife of ,truth with ,falsehood1 for the good or evil side2 ,some great cause1 ,god's new ,messiah1 offering each the bloom or blight1 ,parts the goats upon the left hand1 and the sheep upon the right1 ,and the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light4 ,careless seems the great ,avenger2 history's pages but record ,one death-grapple in the darkness 'twixt old systems and the ,word2 ,truth forever on the scaffold1 ,wrong forever on the throne-- ,yet that scaffold sways the future1 and1 behind the dim unknown1 ,standeth ,god within the shadow1 keeping watch1 above his own4 ,then to side with ,truth is noble when we share her wretched crust1 ,ere her cause bring fame and profit1 and 'tis prosperous to be just2 ,then it is the brave man chooses1 while the coward stands aside1 ,doubting in his abject spirit1 till his ,lord is crucified1 ,and the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied4 ,count me o'er earth's chosen heroes--they were souls that stood alone ,while the men they agonized for hurled the contumelious stone2 ,stood serene1 and down the future saw the golden beam incline ,to the side of perfect justice1 mastered by their faith divine1 ,by one man's plain truth to manhood and to ,god's supreme design4 ,by the light of burning heretics ,christ's bleeding feet ,i track1 ,toiling up new ,calvaries ever with the cross that turns not back1 ,and these mounts of anguish number how each generation learned ,one new word of that grand ,credo which in prophet-hearts hath burned ,since the first man stood ,god-conquered with his face to heaven upturned4 ,for ,humanity sweeps onward3 where to-day the martyr stands1 ,on the morrow crouches ,judas with the silver in his hands2 ,far in front the cross stands ready and the crackling fagots burn1 ,while the hooting mob of yesterday in silent awe return ,to glean up the scattered ashes into ,history's golden urn4 ',tis as easy to be heroes as to sit the idle slaves ,of a legendary virtue carved upon our fathers' graves2 ,worshipers of light ancestral make the present light a crime2-- ,was the ,mayflower launched by cowards1 steered by men behind their time8 ,turn those tracks toward ,past or ,future that make ,plymouth ,rock sublime8 ,they have rights who dare maintain them2 we are traitors to our sires1 ,smothering in their holy ashes ,freedom's new-lit altar-fires2 ,shall we make their creed our jailer8 shall we in our haste to slay1 ,from the tombs of the old prophets steal the funeral lamps away ,to light up the martyr-fagots round the prophets of to-day8 ,new occasions teach new duties2 ,time makes ancient good uncouth2 ,they must upward still1 and onward1 who would keep abreast of ,truth2 ,lo1 before us gleam her camp-fires6 we ourselves must ,pilgrims be1 ,launch our ,mayflower1 and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea1 ,nor attempt the ,future's portal with the ,past's blood-rusted key4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,columbus ,behind him lay the gray ,azores1 ,behind the ,gates of ,hercules2 ,before him not the ghost of shores1 ,before him only shoreless seas4 ,the good mate said3 ,now1 we must pray1 ,for lo6 the very stars are gone1 ,speak1 ,admiral1 what shall ,i say8 ,why say1 ',sail on6 sail on6 and on6' ,my men grow mutinous day by day2 ,my men grow ghastly wan and weak4 ,the stout mate thought of home2 a spray ,of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek4 ,what shall ,i say1 brave ,admiral1 say1 ,if we sight naught but seas at dawn8 ,why1 you shall say at break of day1 ',sail on6 sail on6 sail on6 and on6' ,they sailed and sailed1 as winds might blow1 ,until at last the blanched mate said3 ,why1 now not even ,god would know ,should ,i and all my men fall dead4 ,these very winds forget their way1 ,for ,god from these dread seas is gone4 ,now speak1 brave ,admiral1 speak and say-- ,he said1 ,sail on6 sail on6 and on6 ,they sailed4 ,they sailed4 ,then spoke the mate3 ,this mad sea shows its teeth to-night4 ,he curls his lip1 he lies in wait1 ,with lifted teeth1 as if to bite6 ,brave ,admiral1 say but one good word4 ,what shall we do when hope is gone8 ,the words leapt as a leaping sword1 ,sail on6 sail on6 sail on6 and on6 ,then1 pale and worn1 he kept his deck1 ,and peered through darkness4 ,ah1 that night ,of all dark nights6 ,and then a speck-- ,a light6 ,a light6 ,a light6 ,it grew1 a starlit flag unfurled6 ,it grew to be ,time's burst of dawn3 ,he gained a world2 he gave that world ,its grandest lesson3 ,on1 and on6 --,joaquin ,miller4 ,,the ,,chosen ,,few ,the ,son of ,god goes forth to war1 ,a kingly crown to gain2 ,his blood-red banner streams afar2 ,who follows in his train4 ,who best can drink ,his cup of woe1 ,and triumph over pain1 ,who patient bears ,his cross below-- ,he follows in ,his train4 ,a glorious band1 the chosen few1 ,on whom the ,spirit came2 ,twelve valiant saints1 their hope they knew1 ,and mocked the cross and flame4 ,they climbed the dizzy steep to heaven ,through peril1 toil and pain2 ,o ,god6 to us may grace be given ,to follow in their train6 --,reginald ,heber4 ,,how ,,did ,,you ,,die8 ,did you tackle that trouble that came your way ,with a resolute heart and cheerful1 ,or hide your face from the light of day ,with a craven soul and fearful8 ,o1 a trouble is a ton1 or a trouble is an ounce1 ,or a trouble is what you make it1 ,and it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts1 ,but only--how did you take it8 ,you are beaten to earth8 ,well1 well1 what's that8 ,come up with a smiling face4 ,it's nothing against you to fall down flat1 ,but to lie there--that's disgrace4 ,the harder you're thrown1 why1 the higher you bounce2 ,be proud of your blackened eye6 ,it isn't the fact that you're licked that counts2 ,it's how did you fight--and why8 ,and though you be done to the death1 what then8 ,if you battled the best you could4 ,if you played your part in the world of men1 ,why1 the ,critic will call it good4 ,death comes with a crawl or comes with a pounce1 ,and whether he's slow or spry1 ,it isn't the fact that you're dead that counts1 ,but only--how did you die8 --,edmund ,vance ,cooke4 ,,luther ,that which he knew he uttered1 ,conviction made him strong2 ,and with undaunted courage ,he faced and fought the wrong4 ,no power on earth could silence him ,whom love and faith made brave2 ,and though four hundred years have gone ,men strew with flowers his grave4 ,a frail child born to poverty1 ,a ,german miner's son2 ,a poor monk searching in his cell1 ,what honors he has won6 ,the nations crown him faithful1 ,a man whom truth made free2 ,god give us for these easier times ,more men as real as he6 --,marianne ,farningham4 ,,the ,,martyrs ,flung to the heedless winds1 ,or on the waters cast1 ,the martyrs' ashes1 watched1 ,shall gathered be at last2 ,and from that scattered dust1 ,around us and abroad1 ,shall spring a plenteous seed ,of witnesses for ,god4 ,the ,father hath received ,their latest living breath2 ,and vain is ,satan's boast ,of victory in their death2 ,still1 still1 though dead1 they speak1 ,and1 trumpet-tongued1 proclaim ,to many a wakening land1 ,the one availing name4 --,martin ,luther1 tr4 by ,john ,a4 ,messenger4 ,stainless soldier on the walls1 ,knowing this--and knows no more-- ,whoever fights1 whoever falls1 ,justice conquers evermore1 ,justice after as before2 ,and he who battles on her side1 ,god1 though he were ten times slain1 ,crowns him victor glorified1 ,victor over death and pain4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,,eternal ,,justice ,the man is thought a knave1 or fool1 ,or bigot1 plotting crime1 ,who1 for the advancement of his kind1 ,is wiser than his time4 ,for him the hemlock shall distil2 ,for him the axe be bared2 ,for him the gibbet shall be built2 ,for him the stake prepared4 ,him shall the scorn and wrath of men ,pursue with deadly aim2 ,and malice1 envy1 spite1 and lies1 ,shall desecrate his name4 ,but ,truth shall conquer at the last1 ,for round and round we run2 ,and ever the ,right comes uppermost1 ,and ever is ,justice done4 ,pace through thy cell1 old ,socrates1 ,cheerily to and fro2 ,trust to the impulse of thy soul1 ,and let the poison flow4 ,they may shatter to earth the lamp of clay ,that holds a light divine1 ,but they cannot quench the fire of thought ,by any such deadly wine4 ,they cannot blot thy spoken words ,from the memory of man ,by all the poison ever was brewed ,since time its course began4 ,to-day abhorred1 to-morrow adored1 ,for round and round we run1 ,and ever the ,truth comes uppermost1 ,and ever is ,justice done4 ,plod in thy cave1 gray anchorite2 ,be wiser than thy peers2 ,augment the range of human power1 ,and trust to coming years4 ,they may call thee wizard1 and monk accursed1 ,and load thee with dispraise2 ,thou wert born five hundred years too soon ,for the comfort of thy days2 ,but not too soon for human kind4 ,time hath reward in store2 ,and the demons of our sires become ,the saints that we adore4 ,the blind can see1 the slave is lord1 ,so round and round we run2 ,and ever the ,wrong is proved to be wrong ,and ever is ,justice done4 ,keep1 ,galileo1 to thy thought1 ,and nerve thy soul to bear2 ,they may gloat o'er the senseless words they wring ,from the pangs of thy despair2 ,they may veil their eyes1 but they cannot hide ,the sun's meridian glow2 ,the heel of a priest may tread thee down ,and a tyrant work thee woe2 ,but never a truth has been destroyed2 ,they may curse it and call it crime2 ,pervert and betray1 or slander and slay ,its teachers for a time4 ,but the sunshine aye shall light the sky1 ,as round and round we run2 ,and the ,truth shall ever come uppermost1 ,and ,justice shall be done4 ,and live there now such men as these-- ,with thoughts like the great of old8 ,many have died in their misery1 ,and left their thought untold2 ,and many live1 and are ranked as mad1 ,and are placed in the cold world's ban1 ,for sending their bright1 far-seeing souls ,three centuries in the van4 ,they toil in penury and grief1 ,unknown1 if not maligned2 ,forlorn1 forlorn1 bearing the scorn ,of the meanest of mankind6 ,but yet the world goes round and round1 ,and the genial seasons run2 ,and ever the ,truth comes uppermost1 ,and ever is ,justice done4 --,charles ,mackay4 ,we cannot kindle when we will ,the fire which in the heart resides4 ,the spirit bloweth and is still2 ,in mystery our soul abides3 ,but tasks in hours of insight willed ,can be through hours of gloom fulfilled4 ,with aching hands and bleeding feet ,we dig and heap1 lay stone on stone2 ,we bear the burden and the heat ,of the long day1 and wish 'twere done4 ,not till the hours of light return1 ,all we have built do we discern4 --,matthew ,arnold4 ,,what ,,makes ,a ,,hero8 ,what makes a hero8--not success1 not fame1 ,inebriate merchants1 and the loud acclaim ,of glutted avarice--caps tossed up in air1 ,or pen of journalist with flourish fair2 ,bells pealed1 stars1 ribbons1 and a titular name-- ,these1 though his rightful tribute1 he can spare2 ,his rightful tribute1 not his end or aim1 ,or true reward2 for never yet did these ,refresh the soul1 or set the heart at ease4 ,what makes a hero8--,an heroic mind1 ,expressed in action1 in endurance proved4 ,and if there be preeminence of right1 ,derived through pain well suffered1 to the height ,of rank heroic1 'tis to bear unmoved ,not toil1 not risk1 not rage of sea or wind1 ,not the brute fury of barbarians blind1 ,but worse--ingratitude and poisonous darts1 ,launched by the country he had served and loved4 ,this1 with a free1 unclouded spirit pure1 ,this1 in the strength of silence to endure1 ,a dignity to noble deeds imparts ,beyond the gauds and trappings of renown2 ,this is the hero's complement and crown2 ,this missed1 one struggle had been wanting still-- ,one glorious triumph of the heroic will1 ,one self-approval in his heart of hearts4 --,henry ,taylor4 ,as the bird trims her to the gale ,i trim myself to the storm of time2 ,i man the rudder1 reef the sail1 ,obey the voice at eve obeyed at prime2 ,lowly faithful banish fear1 ,right onward drive unharmed2 ,the port1 well worth the cruise1 is near1 ,and every wave is charmed4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,,demand ,,for ,,men ,the world wants men--large-hearted1 manly men2 ,men who shall join its chorus and prolong ,the psalm of labor1 and the psalm of love4 ,the times want scholars--scholars who shall shape ,the doubtful destinies of dubious years1 ,and land the ark that bears our country's good ,safe on some peaceful ,ararat at last4 ,the age wants heroes--heroes who shall dare ,to struggle in the solid ranks of truth2 ,to clutch the monster error by the throat2 ,to bear opinion to a loftier seat2 ,to blot the era of oppression out1 ,and lead a universal freedom on4 ,and heaven wants souls--fresh and capacious souls2 ,to taste its raptures1 and expand1 like flowers1 ,beneath the glory of its central sun4 ,it wants fresh souls--not lean and shrivelled ones2 ,it wants fresh souls1 my brother1 give it thine4 ,if thou indeed wilt be what scholars should2 ,if thou wilt be a hero1 and wilt strive ,to help thy fellow and exalt thyself1 ,thy feet at last shall stand on jasper floors2 ,thy heart1 at last1 shall seem a thousand hearts-- ,each single heart with myriad raptures filled-- ,while thou shalt sit with princes and with kings1 ,rich in the jewel of a ransomed soul4 ,blessed are they who die for ,god1 ,and earn the martyr's crown of light2 ,yet he who lives for ,god may be ,a greater conqueror in his sight4 ,better to stem with heart and hand ,the roaring tide of life than lie1 ,unmindful1 on its flowery strand1 ,of ,god's occasions drifting by6 ,,truth ,truth will prevail1 though men abhor ,the glory of its light2 ,and wage exterminating war ,and put all foes to flight4 ,though trodden under foot of men1 ,truth from the dust will spring1 ,and from the press--the lip--the pen-- ,in tones of thunder ring4 ,beware--beware1 ye who resist ,the light that beams around1 ,lest1 ere you look through error's mist1 ,truth strike you to the ground4 --,d4 ,c4 ,colesworthy4 ,,to ,a ,,reformer ,nay1 now1 if these things that you yearn to teach ,bear wisdom1 in your judgment1 rich and strong1 ,give voice to them though no man heed your speech1 ,since right is right though all the world go wrong4 ,the proof that you believe what you declare ,is that you still stand firm though throngs pass by2 ,rather cry truth a lifetime to void air ,than flatter listening millions with one lie6 --,edgar ,fawcett4 ,,teach ,,me ,,the ,,truth ,teach me the truth1 ,lord1 though it put to flight ,my cherished dreams and fondest fancy's play2 ,give me to know the darkness from the light1 ,the night from day4 ,teach me the truth1 ,lord1 though my heart may break ,in casting out the falsehood for the true2 ,help me to take my shattered life and make ,its actions new4 ,teach me the truth1 ,lord1 though my feet may fear ,the rocky path that opens out to me2 ,rough it may be1 but let the way be clear ,that leads to thee4 ,teach me the truth1 ,lord4 ,when false creeds decay1 ,when man-made dogmas vanish with the night1 ,then1 ,lord1 on thee my darkened soul shall stay1 ,thou living ,light4 --,frances ,lockwood ,green4 ,,heroism ,it takes great strength to train ,to modern service your ancestral brain2 ,to lift the weight of the unnumbered years ,of dead men's habits1 methods1 and ideas2 ,to hold that back with one hand1 and support ,with the other the weak steps of the new thought4 ,it takes great strength to bring your life up square ,with your accepted thought and hold it there2 ,resisting the inertia that drags back ,from new attempts to the old habit's track4 ,it is so easy to drift back1 to sink2 ,so hard to live abreast of what you think4 ,it takes great strength to live where you belong ,when other people think that you are wrong2 ,people you love1 and who love you1 and whose ,approval is a pleasure you would choose4 ,to bear this pressure and succeed at length ,in living your belief--well1 it takes strength1 ,and courage1 too4 ,but what does courage mean ,save strength to help you face a pain foreseen8 ,courage to undertake this lifelong strain ,of setting yours against your grand-sire's brain2 ,dangerous risk of walking lone and free ,out of the easy paths that used to be1 ,and the fierce pain of hurting those we love ,when love meets truth1 and truth must ride above4 ,but the best courage man has ever shown ,is daring to cut loose and think alone4 ,dark are the unlit chambers of clear space ,where light shines back from no reflecting face4 ,our sun's wide glare1 our heaven's shining blue1 ,we owe to fog and dust they fumble through2 ,and our rich wisdom that we treasure so ,shines from the thousand things that we don't know4 ,but to think new--it takes a courage grim ,as led ,columbus over the world's rim4 ,to think it cost some courage4 ,and to go-- ,try it4 ,it takes every power you know4 ,it takes great love to stir the human heart ,to live beyond the others and apart4 ,a love that is not shallow1 is not small1 ,is not for one or two1 but for them all4 ,love that can wound love for its higher need2 ,love that can leave love1 though the heart may bleed2 ,love that can lose love1 family and friend1 ,yet steadfastly live1 loving1 to the end4 ,a love that asks no answer1 that can live ,moved by one burning1 deathless force--to give4 ,love1 strength1 and courage2 courage1 strength1 and love4 ,the heroes of all time are built thereof4 --,charlotte ,perkins ,stetson4 ,,to ,,truth ,o star of truth down shining ,through clouds of doubt and fear1 ,i ask but 'neath your guidance ,my pathway may appear4 ,however long the journey ,how hard soe'er it be1 ,though ,i be lone and weary1 ,lead on1 ,i'll follow thee4 ,i know thy blessed radiance ,can never lead astray1 ,however ancient custom ,may trend some other way4 ,e'en if through untried deserts1 ,or over trackless sea1 ,though ,i be lone and weary1 ,lead on1 ,i'll follow thee4 ,the bleeding feet of martyrs ,thy toilsome road have trod4 ,but fires of human passion ,may light the way to ,god4 ,then1 though my feet should falter1 ,while ,i thy beams can see1 ,though ,i be lone and weary1 ,lead on1 ,i'll follow thee4 ,though loving friends forsake me1 ,or plead with me in tears-- ,though angry foes may threaten ,to shake my soul with fears-- ,still to my high allegiance ,i must not faithless be4 ,through life or death1 forever1 ,lead on1 ,i'll follow thee4 --,minot ,j4 ,savage4 ,,noblesse ,,oblige ,not ours nobility of this world's giving ,granted by monarchs of some earthly throne2 ,not this life only which is worth the living1 ,nor honor here worth striving for alone4 ,princes are we1 and of a line right royal2 ,heirs are we of a glorious realm above2 ,yet bound to service humble1 true1 and loyal1 ,for thus constraineth us our ,monarch's love4 ,and looking to the joy that lies before us1 ,the crown held out to our once fallen race2 ,led by the light that ever shineth o'er us1 ,man is restored to nature's noblest place4 ,noblesse oblige--7our very watchword be it67 ,to raise the fallen from this low estate1 ,to boldly combat wrong whene'er we see it1 ,to render good for evil1 love for hate4 ,noblesse oblige--to deeds of valiant daring ,in alien lands which other lords obey1 ,and into farthest climes our standard bearing1 ,to lead them captive 'neath our ,master's sway4 ,noblesse oblige--that1 grudging not our treasure1 ,nor seeking any portion to withhold1 ,we freely give it1 without stint or measure1 ,whate'er it be--our talents1 time1 or gold4 ,noblesse oblige--that1 looking upward ever1 ,we serve our ,king with courage1 faith1 and love1 ,till1 through that grace which can from death deliver1 ,we claim our noble heritage above6 ,,our ,,heroes ,the winds that once the ,argo bore ,have died by ,neptune's ruined shrines1 ,and her hull is the drift of the deep sea floor1 ,though shaped of ,pelion's tallest pines4 ,you may seek her crew in every isle1 ,fair in the foam of ,aegean seas1 ,but out of their sleep no charm can wile ,jason and ,orpheus and ,hercules4 ,and ,priam's voice is heard no more ,by windy ,illium's sea-built walls2 ,from the washing wave and the lonely shore ,no wail goes up as ,hector falls4 ,on ,ida's mount is the shining snow1 ,but ,jove has gone from its brow away1 ,and red on the plain the poppies grow ,where ,greek and ,trojan fought that day4 ,mother ,earth6 ,are thy heroes dead8 ,do they thrill the soul of the years no more8 ,are the gleaming snows and the poppies red ,all that is left of the brave of yore8 ,are there none to fight as ,theseus fought1 ,far in the young world's misty dawn8 ,or teach as the gray-haired ,nestor taught8 ,mother ,earth6 ,are thy heroes gone8 ,gone8--in a nobler form they rise2 ,dead8--we may clasp their hands in ours1 ,and catch the light of their glorious eyes1 ,and wreathe their brows with immortal flowers4 ,whenever a noble deed is done1 ,there are the souls of our heroes stirred2 ,whenever a field for truth is won1 ,there are our heroes' voices heard4 ,their armor rings in a fairer field ,than ,greek or ,trojan ever trod1 ,for ,freedom's sword is the blade they wield1 ,and the light above them the smile of ,god6 ,so1 in his ,isle of calm delight1 ,jason may dream the years away1 ,but the heroes live1 and the skies are bright1 ,and the world is a braver world to-day4 --,edna ,dean ,proctor4 ,the hero is not fed on sweets1 ,daily his own heart he eats2 ,chambers of the great are jails1 ,and head winds right for royal sails4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,,triumph ,,of ,,the ,,martyrs ,they seemed to die on battle-field1 ,to die with justice1 truth1 and law2 ,the bloody corpse1 the broken shield1 ,were all that senseless folly saw4 ,but1 like ,antaeus from the turf1 ,they sprung refreshed1 to strive again1 ,where'er the savage and the serf ,rise to the rank of men4 ,they seemed to die by sword and fire1 ,their voices hushed in endless sleep2 ,well might the noblest cause expire ,beneath that mangled1 smouldering heap2 ,yet that wan band1 unarmed1 defied ,the legions of their pagan foes2 ,and in the truths they testified1 ,from out the ashes rose4 ,,worth ,,while ,i pray thee1 ,lord1 that when it comes to me ,to say if ,i will follow truth and ,thee1 ,or choose instead to win1 as better worth ,my pains1 some cloying recompense of earth-- ,grant me1 great ,father1 from a hard-fought field1 ,forspent and bruised1 upon a battered shield1 ,home to obscure endurance to be borne ,rather than live my own mean gains to scorn4 --,edward ,sandford ,martin4 ,,will ,o1 well for him whose will is strong6 ,he suffers1 but he will not suffer long2 ,he suffers1 but he cannot suffer wrong4 ,for him nor moves the loud world's random mock1 ,nor all ,calamity's hugest waves confound1 ,who seems a promontory of rock1 ,that1 compassed round with turbulent sound1 ,in middle ocean meets the surging shock1 ,tempest-buffeted1 citadel-crowned4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,noble ,,deeds ,whene'er a noble deed is wrought1 ,whene'er is spoken a noble thought1 ,our hearts in glad surprise1 ,to higher levels rise4 ,the tidal wave of deeper souls ,into our inmost being rolls1 ,and lifts us unawares ,out of all meaner cares4 ,honor to those whose words or deeds ,thus help us in our daily needs1 ,and by their overflow ,raise us from what is low6 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,god',s ,,heroes ,not on the gory field of fame ,their noble deeds were done2 ,not in the sound of earth's acclaim ,their fadeless crowns were won4 ,not from the palaces of kings1 ,nor fortune's sunny clime1 ,came the great souls1 whose life-work flings ,luster o'er earth and time4 ,for truth with tireless zeal they sought2 ,in joyless paths they trod-- ,heedless of praise or blame they wrought1 ,and left the rest to ,god4 ,the lowliest sphere was not disdained2 ,where love could soothe or save1 ,they went1 by fearless faith sustained1 ,nor knew their deeds were brave4 ,the foes with which they waged their strife ,were passion1 self1 and sin2 ,the victories that laureled life ,were fought and won within4 ,not names in gold emblazoned here1 ,and great and good confessed1 ,in ,heaven's immortal scroll appear ,as noblest and as best4 ,no sculptured stone in stately temple ,proclaims their rugged lot2 ,like ,him who was their great example1 ,this vain world knew them not4 ,but though their names no poet wove ,in deathless song or story1 ,their record is inscribed above2 ,their wreaths are crowns of glory4 --,edward ,hartley ,dewart4 ,,worldly ,,place ,even in a palace1 life may be led well6 ,so spoke the imperial sage1 purest of men1 ,marcus ,aurelius4 ,but the stifling den ,of common life1 where1 crowded up pell-mell1 ,our freedom for a little bread we sell1 ,and drudge under some foolish master's ken1 ,who rates us if we peer outside our pen-- ,matched with a palace1 is not this a hell8 ,even in a palace6 ,on his truth sincere1 ,who spoke these words no shadow ever came2 ,and when my ill-schooled spirit is aflame ,some nobler1 ampler stage of life to win1 ,i'll stop and say3 ,there were no succor here6 ,the aids to noble life are all within4 --,matthew ,arnold4 ,,the ,,victory ,to do the tasks of life1 and be not lost2 ,to mingle1 yet dwell apart2 ,to be by roughest seas how rudely tossed1 ,yet bate no jot of heart2 ,to hold thy course among the heavenly stars1 ,yet dwell upon the earth2 ,to stand behind ,fate's firm-laid prison bars1 ,yet win all ,freedom's worth4 --,sydney ,henry ,morse4 ',twere sweet indeed to close our eyes with those we cherish near1 ,and wafted upward by their sighs soar to some calmer sphere2 ,but whether on the scaffold high or in the battle's van ,the fittest place where man can die is where he dies for man4 --,michael ,joseph ,barry4 ,a ,,true ,,hero 7,james ,braidwood of the ,london ,fire ,brigade2 died ,june1 #ahfa47 ,not at the battle front1 writ of in story1 ,not in the blazing wreck1 steering to glory2 ,not while in martyr-pangs soul and flesh sever1 ,died he--this ,hero now2 hero forever4 ,no pomp poetic crowned1 no forms enchained him2 ,no friends applauding watched1 no foes arraigned him2 ,death found him there1 without grandeur or beauty4 ,only an honest man doing his duty2 ,just a ,god-fearing man1 simple and lowly1 ,constant at kirk and hearth1 kindly as holy2 ,death found--and touched him with finger in flying-- ,lo6 he rose up complete--hero undying4 ,now all men mourn for him1 lovingly raise him1 ,up from his life obscure1 chronicle1 praise him2 ,tell his last act2 done 'midst peril appalling1 ,and the last word of cheer from his lips falling2 ,follow in multitudes to his grave's portal2 ,leave him there1 buried in honor immortal4 ,so many a ,hero walks unseen beside us1 ,till comes the supreme stroke sent to divide us4 ,then the ,lord calls his own--like this man1 even1 ,carried1 ,elijah-like1 fire-winged1 to heaven4 --,dinah ,maria ,mulock ,craik4 ,unless above himself he can ,erect himself1 how poor a thing is man4 --,samuel ,daniel4 ,,battles ,nay1 not for place1 but for the right1 ,to make this fair world fairer still-- ,or lowly lily of the night1 ,or sun topped tower of a hill1 ,or high or low1 or near or far1 ,or dull or keen1 or bright or dim1 ,or blade of grass1 or brightest star-- ,all1 all are but the same to him4 ,o pity of the strife for place6 ,o pity of the strife for power6 ,how scarred1 how marred a mountain's face6 ,how fair the face of a flower6 ,the blade of grass beneath your feet ,the bravest sword--aye1 braver far ,to do and die in mute defeat ,than bravest conqueror of war6 ,when ,i am dead1 say this1 but this3 ,he grasped at no man's blade or shield4 ,or banner bore1 but helmetless1 ,alone1 unknown1 he held the field2 ,he held the field1 with sabre drawn1 ,where ,god had set him in the fight2 ,he held the field1 fought on and on1 ,and so fell1 fighting for the right6 --,joaquin ,miller4 ,while thus to love he gave his days ,in loyal worship1 scorning praise1 ,how spread their lures for him in vain1 ,thieving ,ambition and paltering ,gain6 ,he thought it happier to be dead1 ,to die for ,beauty than live for bread4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,whether we climb1 whether we plod1 ,space for one task the scant years lend1 ,to choose some path that leads to ,god1 ,and keep it to the end4 --,lizette ,woodworth ,reese4 ,bravely to do whate'er the time demands1 ,whether with pen or sword1 and not to flinch1 ,this is the task that fits heroic hands2 ,so are ,truth's boundaries widened1 inch by inch4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,courage ,,constancy1 ,,confidence1 ,,strength1 ,,valor ,,the ,,battlefield ,once this soft turf1 this rivulet's sands1 ,were trampled by a hurrying crowd1 ,and fiery hearts and armed hands ,encountered in the battle cloud4 ,ah6 never shall the land forget ,how gushed the life-blood of her brave-- ,gushed1 warm with life and courage yet1 ,upon the soil they fought to save4 ,now all is calm and fresh and still1 ,alone the chirp of flitting bird1 ,and talks of children on the hill1 ,and bell of wandering kine are heard4 ,no solemn host goes trailing by ,the black-mouthed gun and staggering wain2 ,men start not at the battle-cry2 ,oh1 be it never heard again6 ,soon rested those who fought2 but thou ,who minglest in the harder strife ,for truths which men receive not now1 ,thy warfare only ends with life4 ,a friendless warfare6 lingering long ,through weary day and weary year2 ,a wild and many-weaponed throng ,hang on thy front1 and flank1 and rear4 ,yet nerve thy spirit to the proof4 ,and blench not at thy chosen lot2 ,the timid good may stand aloof1 ,the sage may frown--yet faint thou not4 ,nor heed the shaft too surely cast1 ,the foul and hissing bolt of scorn2 ,for with thy side shall dwell at last ,the victory of endurance born4 ,truth1 crushed to earth1 shall rise again2 ,the eternal years of ,god are hers2 ,but ,error1 wounded1 writhes in pain1 ,and dies among his worshipers4 ,yea1 though thou lie upon the dust1 ,when they who helped thee flee in fear1 ,die full of hope and manly trust1 ,like those who fell in battle here4 ,another hand thy sword shall wield1 ,another hand the standard wave1 ,till from the trumpet's mouth is pealed1 ,the blast of triumph o'er thy grave4 --,william ,cullen ,bryant4 ,,dare ,,you8 ,doubting ,thomas and loving ,john1 ,behind the others walking on3 ,tell me now1 ,john1 dare you be ,one of the minority8 ,to be lonely in your thought1 ,never visited nor sought1 ,shunned with secret shrug1 to go ,through the world esteemed its foe2 ,to be singled out and hissed1 ,pointed at as one unblessed1 ,warned against in whispers faint1 ,lest the children catch a taint2 ,to bear off your titles well1-- ,heretic and infidel8 ,if you dare1 come now with me1 ,fearless1 confident and free4 ,thomas1 do you dare to be ,of the great majority8 ,to be only1 as the rest1 ,with ,heaven's common comforts blessed2 ,to accept1 in humble part1 ,truth that shines on every heart2 ,never to be set on high1 ,where the envious curses fly2 ,never name or fame to find1 ,still outstripped in soul and mind2 ,to be hid1 unless to ,god1 ,as one grass-blade in the sod2 ,underfoot with millions trod8 ,if you dare1 come with us1 be ,lost in love's great unity4 --,edward ,rowland ,sill4 ,,sensitiveness ,time was ,i shrank from what was right1 ,from fear of what was wrong2 ,i would not brave the sacred fight ,because the foe was strong4 ,but now ,i cast that finer sense ,and sorer shame aside2 ,such dread of sin was indolence1 ,such aim at heaven was pride4 ,so when my ,saviour calls ,i rise1 ,and calmly do my best2 ,leaving to ,him1 with silent eyes ,of hope and fear1 the rest4 ,i step1 ,i mount1 where ,he has led2 ,men count my haltings o'er2 ,i know them2 yet1 though self ,i dread1 ,i love ,his precept more4 --,john ,henry ,newman4 ,,courage ,because ,i hold it sinful to despond1 ,and will not let the bitterness of life ,blind me with burning tears1 but look beyond ,its tumult and its strife2 ,because ,i lift my head above the mist1 ,where the sun shines and the broad breezes blow1 ,by every ray and every raindrop kissed ,that ,god's love doth bestow2 ,think you ,i find no bitterness at all8 ,no burden to be borne1 like ,christian's pack8 ,think you there are no ready tears to fall ,because ,i keep them back8 ,why should ,i hug life's ills with cold reserve1 ,to curse myself and all who love me8 ,nay6 ,a thousand times more good than ,i deserve ,god gives me every day4 ,and in each one of these rebellious tears ,kept bravely back ,he makes a rainbow shine2 ,gratefully ,i take ,his slightest gift1 no fears ,nor any doubts are mine4 ,dark skies must clear1 and when the clouds are past ,one golden day redeems a weary year2 ,patient ,i listen1 sure that sweet at last ,will sound his voice of cheer4 ,then vex me not with chiding4 ,let me be4 ,i must be glad and grateful to the end4 ,i grudge you not your cold and darkness1--me ,the powers of light befriend4 --,celia ,thaxter4 ,,do ,,and ,,be ,,blest ,dare to think1 though others frown2 ,dare in words your thoughts express2 ,dare to rise1 though oft cast down2 ,dare the wronged and scorned to bless4 ,dare from custom to depart2 ,dare the priceless pearl possess2 ,dare to wear it next your heart2 ,dare1 when others curse1 to bless4 ,dare forsake what you deem wrong2 ,dare to walk in wisdom's way1 ,dare to give where gifts belong1 ,dare ,god's precepts to obey4 ,do what conscience says is right1 ,do what reason says is best1 ,do with all your mind and might2 ,do your duty and be blest4 ,a ,,place ,,with ,,him ,o tired worker1 faltering on life's rugged way1 ,with faithful hands so full they may not rest1 ,forget not that the weak of earth have one sure stay1 ,and humblest ones by ,god himself are blest1 ,who work for ,him6 ,then courage take1 faint heart6 and though the path be long ,god's simple rule thy steps will safely guide3-- ,love ,him1 thy neighbor as thyself1 and do no wrong2 ,in calm content they all shall surely bide ,who walk with ,him6 ,so banish every fear1 each daily task take up1 ,god's grace thy failing strength shall build anew2 ,his mercy1 in thy sorrows1 stay the flowing cup3 ,and ,his great love keep for thy spirit true ,a place with him6 --,j4 ,d4 ,seabury4 ,,god ,a ,,fortress ,a mighty fortress is our ,god1 ,a bulwark never failing3 ,our ,helper1 he1 amid the flood ,of mortal ills prevailing4 ,for still our ancient foe ,doth seek to work us woe2 ,his craft and power are great1 ,and1 armed with cruel hate1 ,on earth is not his equal4 ,did we in our own strength confide1 ,our striving would be losing2 ,were not the right man on our side1 ,the man of ,god's own choosing4 ,dost ask who that may be8 ,christ ,jesus1 it is he2 ,lord ,sabaoth is his name1 ,from age to age the same1 ,and he must win the battle4 ,and though this world1 with devils filled1 ,should threaten to undo us2 ,we will not fear1 for ,god hath willed ,his truth to triumph through us4 ,the ,prince of darkness grim-- ,we tremble not for him2 ,his rage we can endure1 ,for lo6 his doom is sure1 ,one little word shall fell him4 ,that word above all earthly powers-- ,no thanks to them--abideth2 ,the ,spirit and the gifts are ours ,through him who with us sideth4 ,let goods and kindred go1 ,this mortal life also2 ,the body they may kill3 ,god's truth abideth still1 ,his kingdom is forever4 --,martin ,luther1 tr4 by ,frederick ,h4 ,hedge4 ,,strength ,be strong to hope1 ,o heart6 ,though day is bright1 ,the stars can only shine ,in the dark night4 ,be strong1 ,o heart of mine1 ,look toward the light4 ,be strong to bear1 ,o heart6 ,nothing is vain3 ,strive not1 for life is care1 ,and ,god sends pain4 ,heaven is above1 and there ,rest will remain4 ,be strong to love1 ,o heart6 ,love knows not wrong2 ,didst thou love creatures even1 ,life were not long2 ,didst thou love ,god in heaven ,thou wouldst be strong4 ,why comes temptation but for man to meet ,and master and make crouch beneath his foot1 ,and so be pedestaled in triumph8 ,pray1 ,lead us into no such temptation1 ,lord6 ,yea1 but1 ,o thou whose servants are the bold1 ,lead such temptations by the head and hair1 ,reluctant dragons1 up to who dares fight1 ,that so he may do battle and have praise4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,be ,,just ,,and ,,fear ,,not ,speak thou the truth4 ,let others fence1 ,and trim their words for pay3 ,in pleasant sunshine of pretense ,let others bask their day4 ,guard thou the fact2 though clouds of night ,down on thy watch tower stoop3 ,though thou shouldst see thine heart's delight ,borne from thee by their swoop4 ,face thou the wind4 ,though safer seem ,in shelter to abide3 ,we were not made to sit and dream3 ,the safe must first be tried4 ,where ,god hath set ,his thorns about1 ,cry not1 ,the way is plain3 ,his path within for those without ,is paved with toil and pain4 ,one fragment of ,his blessed ,word1 ,into thy spirit burned1 ,is better than the whole half-heard ,and by thine interest turned4 ,show thou thy light4 ,if conscience gleam1 ,set not thy bushel down2 ,the smallest spark may send his beam ,o'er hamlet1 tower1 and town4 ,woe1 woe to him1 on safety bent1 ,who creeps to age from youth1 ,failing to grasp his life's intent ,because he fears the truth4 ,be true to every inmost thought1 ,and as thy thought1 thy speech3 ,what thou hast not by suffering bought1 ,presume thou not to teach4 ,hold on1 hold on--thou hast the rock1 ,the foes are on the sand3 ,the first world tempest's ruthless shock ,scatters their drifting strand3 ,while each wild gust the mist shall clear ,we now see darkly through1 ,and justified at last appear ,the true1 in ,him that's ,true4 --,henry ,alford4 ,,courage ,,defined ,the brave man is not he who feels no fear1 ,for that were stupid and irrational2 ,but he whose noble soul its fear subdues1 ,and bravely dares the danger nature shrinks from4 ,as for your youth whom blood and blows delight1 ,away with them6 there is not in their crew ,one valiant spirit4 --,joanna ,baillie4 ,,demand ,,for ,,courage ,thy life's a warfare1 thou a soldier art2 ,satan's thy foeman1 and a faithful heart ,thy two-edged weapon2 patience is thy shield1 ,heaven is thy chieftain1 and the world thy field4 ,to be afraid to die1 or wish for death1 ,are words and passions of despairing breath4 ,who doth the first the day doth faintly yield2 ,and who the second basely flies the field4 --,francis ,quarles4 ,when falls the hour of evil chance-- ,and hours of evil chance will fall-- ,strike1 though with but a broken lance6 ,strike1 though you have no lance at all6 ,shrink not1 however great the odds2 ,shrink not1 however dark the hour-- ,the barest possibility of good ,demands your utmost power4 ,they are slaves who fear to speak ,for the fallen and the weak2 ,they are slaves who will not choose ,hatred1 scoffing and abuse1 ,rather than in silence shrink ,from the truth they needs must think2 ,they are slaves who dare not be ,in the right with two or three4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,trust ,,in ,,god ,,and ,,do ,,the ,,right ,courage1 brother1 do not stumble1 ,though thy path be dark as night2 ,there's a star to guide the humble-- ,trust in ,god and do the right4 ,though the road be long and dreary1 ,and the end be out of sight2 ,foot it bravely1 strong or weary-- ,trust in ,god and do the right4 ,perish policy and cunning1 ,perish all that fears the light2 ,whether losing1 whether winning1 ,trust in ,god and do the right4 ,shun all forms of guilty passion1 ,fiends can look like angels bright2 ,heed no custom1 school1 or fashion-- ,trust in ,god and do the right4 ,some will hate thee1 some will love thee1 ,some will flatter1 some will slight2 ,cease from man and look above thee1 ,trust in ,god and do the right4 ,simple rule and safest guiding-- ,inward peace and shining light-- ,star upon our path abiding-- ,,trust ,,in ,,god ,,and ,,do ,,the ,,right4 --,norman ,macleod4 ,,the ,,present ,,crisis ,we are living1 we are dwelling1 in a grand and awful time4 ,in an age on ages telling to be living is sublime4 ,hark6 the waking up of nations2 ,gog and ,magog to the fray4 ,hark6 what soundeth8 ',tis creation groaning for its latter day4 ,will ye play1 then1 will ye dally1 with your music and your wine8 ,up6 it is ,jehovah's rally2 ,god's own arm hath need of thine2 ,hark6 the onset6 will ye fold your faith-clad arms in lazy lock8 ,up6 ,o up1 thou drowsy soldier6 ,worlds are charging to the shock4 ,worlds are charging--heaven beholding2 thou hast but an hour to fight2 ,now the blazoned cross unfolding1 on1 right onward for the right6 ,on6 let all the soul within you for the truth's sake go abroad6 ,strike6 let every nerve and sinew tell on ages2 tell for ,god6 --,arthur ,cleveland ,coxe4 ,,bravery ,we will speak on2 we will be heard2 ,though all earth's systems crack1 ,we will not bate a single word1 ,nor take a letter back4 ,we speak the truth2 and what care we ,for hissing and for scorn ,while some faint gleaming we can see ,of ,freedom's coming morn6 ,let liars fear2 let cowards shrink2 ,let traitors turn away2 ,whatever we have dared to think1 ,that dare we also say4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,no ,,enemies ,he has no enemies1 you say8 ,my friend1 your boast is poor2 ,he who hath mingled in the fray ,of duty1 that the brave endure1 ,must have made foes4 ,if he has none ,small is the work that he has done4 ,he has hit no traitor on the hip2 ,he has cast no cup from tempted lip2 ,he has never turned the wrong to right2 ,he has been a coward in the fight4 ,one deed may mar a life1 ,and one can make it4 ,hold firm thy will for strife1 ,lest a quick blow break it6 ,even now from far1 on viewless wing1 ,hither speeds the nameless thing ,shall put thy spirit to the test4 ,haply or e'er yon sinking sun ,shall drop behind the purple ,west ,all shall be lost--or won6 --,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,in spite of sorrow1 loss1 and pain1 ,our course be onward still2 ,we sow on ,burmah's barren plain1 ,we reap on ,zion's hill4 --,adoniram ,judson4 ,i find no foeman in the road but ,fear4 ,to doubt is failure and to dare success4 --,frederic ,lawrence ,knowles4 ,,dare ,,to ,,do ,,right ,dare to do right6 dare to be true6 ,you have a work that no other can do1 ,do it so bravely1 so kindly1 so well1 ,angels will hasten the story to tell4 ,dare to do right6 dare to be true6 ,other men's failures can never save you2 ,stand by your conscience1 your honor1 your faith2 ,stand like a hero1 and battle till death4 ,dare to do right6 dare to be true6 ,god1 who created you1 cares for you too2 ,treasures the tears that his striving ones shed1 ,counts and protects every hair of your head4 ,dare to do right6 dare to be true6 ,keep the great judgment-seat always in view2 ,look at your work as you'll look at it then-- ,scanned by ,jehovah1 and angels1 and men4 ,dare to do right6 dare to be true6 ,cannot ,omnipotence carry you through8 ,city1 and mansion1 and throne all in sight-- ,can you not dare to be true and do right8 ,dare to do right6 dare to be true6 ,prayerfully1 lovingly1 firmly pursue ,the path by apostles and martyrs once trod1 ,the path of the just to the city of ,god4 --,george ,lansing ,taylor4 ,,pluck ,,wins ,pluck wins6 ,it always wins6 though days be slow1 ,and nights be dark 'twixt days that come and go1 ,still pluck will win2 its average is sure1 ,he gains the prize who will the most endure2 ,who faces issues2 he who never shirks2 ,who waits and watches1 and who always works4 ,,be ,,never ,,discouraged ,be never discouraged6 ,look up and look on2 ,when the prospect is darkest ,the cloud is withdrawn4 ,the shadows that blacken ,the earth and the sky1 ,speak to the strong-hearted1 ,salvation is nigh4 ,be never discouraged6 ,if you would secure ,the earth's richest blessings1 ,and make heaven sure1 ,yield not in the battle1 ,nor quail in the blast2 ,the brave and unyielding ,win nobly at last4 ,be never discouraged6 ,by day and by night ,have glory in prospect ,and wisdom in sight2 ,undaunted and faithful1 ,you never will fail1 ,though kingdoms oppose you ,and devils assail4 --,d4 ,c4 ,colesworthy4 ,,never ,,say ,,fail ,keep pushing--'tis wiser than sitting aside ,and dreaming and sighing and waiting the tide4 ,in life's earnest battle they only prevail ,who daily march onward1 and never say fail4 ,with an eye ever open1 a tongue that's not dumb1 ,and a heart that will never to sorrow succumb1 ,you'll battle--and conquer1 though thousands assail2 ,how strong and how mighty1 who never say fail4 ,in life's rosy morning1 in manhood's firm pride1 ,let this be the motto your footsteps to guide3 ,in storm and in sunshine1 whatever assail1 ,we'll onward and conquer1 and never say fail4 ,,only ,,one ,,way ,however the battle is ended1 ,though proudly the victor comes1 ,with fluttering flags and prancing nags ,and echoing roll of drums1 ,still truth proclaims this motto1 ,in letters of living light3 ,no question is ever settled ,until it is settled right4 ,though the heel of the strong oppressor ,may grind the weak in the dust1 ,and the voices of fame with one acclaim ,may call him great and just1 ,let those who applaud take warning1 ,and keep this motto in sight3 ,no question is ever settled ,until it is settled right4 ,let those who have failed take courage2 ,though the enemy seemed to have won1 ,though his ranks are strong1 if in the wrong ,the battle is not yet done4 ,for1 sure as the morning follows ,the darkest hour of the night1 ,no question is ever settled ,until it is settled right4 ,,fortitude ,,amid ,,trials ,o1 never from thy tempted heart ,let thine integrity depart6 ,when ,disappointment fills thy cup1 ,undaunted1 nobly drink it up2 ,truth will prevail and ,justice show ,her tardy honors1 sure1 though slow4 ,bear on--bear bravely on6 ,bear on6 ,our life is not a dream1 ,though often such its mazes seem2 ,we were not born for lives of ease1 ,ourselves alone to aid and please4 ,to each a daily task is given1 ,a labor which shall fit for ,heaven2 ,when ,duty calls1 let ,love grow warm2 ,amid the sunshine and the storm1 ,with ,faith life's trials boldly breast1 ,and come a conqueror to thy rest4 ,bear on--bear bravely on6 ,he that feeds men serveth few2 ,he serves all who dares be true4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,,pluck ,be firm4 ,one constant element in luck ,is genuine1 solid1 old ,teutonic pluck4 ,see yon tall shaft8 ,it felt the earthquake's thrill1 ,clung to its base1 and greets the sunlight still4 ,stick to your aim2 the mongrel's hold will slip1 ,but only crow-bars loose the bulldog's grip2 ,small as he looks1 the jaw that never yields ,drags down the bellowing monarch of the fields4 ,yet1 in opinions look not always back2 ,your wake is nothing1--mind the coming track2 ,leave what you've done for what you have to do1 ,don't be consistent1 but be simply true4 --,oliver ,wendell ,holmes4 ,do thy little2 do it well2 ,do what right and reason tell2 ,do what wrong and sorrow claim3 ,conquer sin and cover shame4 ,do thy little1 though it be ,dreariness and drudgery2 ,they whom ,christ apostles made ,gathered fragments when he bade4 ,is the work difficult8 ,jesus directs thee4 ,is the path dangerous8 ,jesus protects thee4 ,fear not and falter not2 ,let the word cheer thee3 ,all through the coming year ,he will be near thee4 ,well to suffer is divine4 ,pass the watchword down the line ,pass the countersign1 ,endure6 ,not to him who rashly dares1 ,but to him who nobly bears1 ,is the victor's garland sure4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,if thou canst plan a noble deed ,and never flag till thou succeed1 ,though in the strife thy heart shall bleed1 ,whatever obstacles control1 ,thine hour will come2 go on1 true soul6 ,thou'lt win the prize2 thou'lt reach the goal4 ,i honor the man who is willing to sink ,half his present repute for freedom to think2 ,and when he has that1 be his cause strong or weak1 ,will risk t'other half for freedom to speak4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,the word is great1 and no deed is greater ,when both are of ,god1 to follow or lead2 ,but alas6 for the truth when the word comes later1 ,with questioned steps1 to sustain the deed4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,stand upright1 speak thy thought1 declare ,the truth thou hast that all may share2 ,be bold1 proclaim it everywhere2 ,they only live who dare4 --,lewis ,morris4 ,there is no duty patent in the world ,like daring try be good and true myself1 ,leaving the shows of things to the ,lord of show ,and ,prince o' the power of the air4 --,robert ,browning4 ,tender-handed stroke a nettle1 ,and it stings you for your pains2 ,grasp it like a man of mettle1 ,and it soft as silk remains4 --,aaron ,hill 7#afhe-agej74 ,on the red rampart's slippery swell1 ,with heart that beat a charge1 he fell ,foeward1 as fits a man2 ,but the high soul burns on to light men's feet ,where death for noble ends makes dying sweet4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,i do not ask that ,thou shalt front the fray4 ,and drive the warring foeman from my sight3 ,i only ask1 ,o ,lord1 by night1 by day1 ,strength for the fight6 ,no coward soul is mine1 ,no trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere2 ,i see ,heaven's glories shine1 ,and faith shines equal1 arming me from fear4 --,emily ,bronte4 ,you will find that luck ,is only pluck ,to try things over and over2 ,patience and skill1 ,courage and will1 ,are the four leaves of luck's clover4 ,the chivalry ,that dares the right and disregards alike ,the yea and nay o' the world4 --,robert ,browning4 ,god has his best things for the few ,who dare to stand the test2 ,he has his second choice for those ,who will not have his best4 ,dare to be true2 nothing can need a lie2 ,a fault which needs it most grows two thereby4 --,george ,herbert4 ,,independence ,,manhood1 ,,firmness1 ,,earnestness1 ,,resolution ,,wanted ,god give us men6 ,a time like this demands ,strong minds1 great hearts1 true faith1 and ready hands2 ,men whom the lust of office does not kill2 ,men whom the spoils of office cannot buy2 ,men who possess opinions and a will2 ,men who have honor--men who will not lie4 ,men who can stand before a demagogue ,and damn his treacherous flatteries without winking2 ,tall men1 sun-crowned1 who live above the fog ,in public duty and in private thinking2 ,for while the rabble1 with their thumb-worn creeds1 ,their large professions and their little deeds1 ,mingle in selfish strife1 lo6 ,freedom weeps1 ,wrong rules the land1 and waiting ,justice sleeps4 --,josiah ,gilbert ,holland4 ,,to ,,thine ,,own ,,self ,,be ,,true ,by thine own soul's law learn to live1 ,and if men thwart thee take no heed2 ,and if men hate thee have no care2 ,sing thou thy song1 and do thy deed2 ,hope thou thy hope1 and pray thy prayer1 ,and claim no crown they will not give1 ,nor bays they grudge thee for thy hair4 ,keep thou thy soul-won1 steadfast oath1 ,and to thy heart be true thy heart2 ,what thy soul teaches learn to know1 ,and play out thine appointed part1 ,and thou shalt reap as thou shalt sow1 ,nor helped nor hardened in thy growth1 ,to thy full stature thou shalt grow4 ,fix on the future's goal thy face1 ,and let thy feet be lured to stray ,nowhither1 but be swift to run1 ,and nowhere tarry by the way1 ,until at last the end is won1 ,and thou mayst look back from thy place ,and see thy long day's journey done4 --,pakenham ,beatty4 ,,lord ,,of ,,himself ,how happy is he born and taught ,that serveth not another's will2 ,whose armor is his honest thought1 ,and simple truth his utmost skill4 ,whose passions not his masters are1 ,whose soul is still prepared for death2 ,not tied unto the world with care ,of public fame or private breath4 ,who envies none that chance doth raise1 ,or vice2 who never understood ,how deepest wounds are given by praise1 ,nor rules of state but rules of good4 ,who hath his life from rumors freed1 ,whose conscience is his strong retreat2 ,whose state can neither flatterers feed1 ,nor ruin make accusers great4 ,who ,god doth late and early pray ,more of his grace than gifts to lend2 ,and entertains the harmless day ,with a well-chosen book or friend4 ,this man is freed from servile bands1 ,of hope to rise or fear to fall2 ,lord of himself1 though not of lands1 ,and having nothing1 yet hath all4 --,henry ,wotton4 ,high above hate ,i dwell2 ,o storms1 farewell6 ,,unconquered ,out of the night that covers me1 ,black as the pit from pole to pole1 ,i thank whatever gods may be ,for my unconquerable soul4 ,beyond this place of wrath and tears ,looms but the horror of the shade1 ,and yet the menace of the years ,finds and shall find me unafraid4 ,in the fell clutch of circumstance ,i have not winced nor cried aloud2 ,under the bludgeonings of chance ,my head is bloody1 but unbowed4 ,it matters not how strait the gate1 ,how charged with punishments the scroll2 ,i am the master of my fate1 ,i am the captain of my soul4 --,william ,ernest ,henley4 ,,religion ,,and ,,doctrine ,he stood before the ,sanhedrim3 ,the scowling rabbis gazed at him4 ,he recked not of their praise or blame2 ,there was no fear1 there was no shame1 ,for one upon whose dazzled eyes ,the whole world poured its vast surprise4 ,the open heaven was far too near ,his first day's light too sweet and clear1 ,to let him waste his new-gained ken ,on the hate-clouded face of men4 ,but still they questioned1 ,who art thou8 ,what hast thou been8 ,what art thou now8 ,thou art not he who yesterday ,sat here and begged beside the way1 ,for he was blind4 ,and ,i am he2 ,for ,i was blind1 but now ,i see4 ,he told the story o'er and o'er2 ,it was his full heart's only lore2 ,a prophet on the ,sabbath day ,had touched his sightless eyes with clay1 ,and made him see who had been blind1 ,their words passed by him like the wind ,which raves and howls1 but cannot shock ,the hundred-fathom-rooted rock4 ,their threats and fury all went wide2 ,they could not touch his ,hebrew pride4 ,their sneers at ,jesus and his band1 ,nameless and homeless in the land1 ,their boasts of ,moses and his ,lord1 ,all could not change him by one word4 ,i know not what this man may be1 ,sinner or saint2 but as for me ,one thing ,i know3 that ,i am he ,who once was blind1 and now ,i see4 ,they were all doctors of renown1 ,the great men of a famous town ,with deep brows1 wrinkled1 broad1 and wise ,beneath their wide phylacteries2 ,the wisdom of the ,east was theirs1 ,and honor crowned their silvery hairs4 ,the man they jeered1 and laughed to scorn ,was unlearned1 poor1 and humbly born2 ,but he knew better far than they ,what came to him that ,sabbath day2 ,and what the ,christ had done for him ,he knew1 and not the ,sanhedrim4 --,john ,hay4 ,,the ,,old ,,stoic ,riches ,i hold in light esteem1 ,and ,love ,i laugh to scorn2 ,and lust of fame was but a dream1 ,that vanished with the morn4 ,and1 if ,i pray1 the only prayer ,that moves my lips for me ,is1 ,leave the heart that now ,i bear1 ,and give me liberty6 ,yes1 as my swift days near their goal1 ',tis all that ,i implore1 ,in life and death a chainless soul ,and courage to endure4 --,emily ,bronte4 ,keep to the right1 within and without1 ,with stranger and pilgrim and friend2 ,keep to the right and you need have no doubt ,that all will be well in the end4 ,keep to the right in whatever you do1 ,nor claim but your own on the way2 ,keep to the right1 and hold on to the true1 ,from the morn to the close of life's day6 ,,for ,a' ,,that ,is there for honest poverty ,that hangs his head1 and a' that8 ,the coward slave1 we pass him by1 ,we dare be poor for a' that2 ,for a' that and a' that2 ,our toils obscure and a' that2 ,the rank is but the guinea-stamp1 ,the man's the gowd for a' that4 ,what though on hamely fare we dine1 ,wear hodden gray1 and a' that3 ,gie fools their silks and knaves their wine1 ,a man's a man for a' that2 ,for a' that and a' that1 ,their tinsel show1 and a' that1 ,the honest man1 though e'er sae poor1 ,is king o' men1 for a' that4 ,you see yon birkie ca'd a lord1 ,wha struts and stares1 and a' that3 ,though hundreds worship at his word ,he's but a coof for a' that4 ,for a' that and a' that1 ,his riband1 star1 and a' that1 ,the man of independent mind1 ,he looks and laughs at a' that4 ,a prince can mak a belted knight1 ,a marquis1 duke1 and a' that2 ,but an honest man's aboon his might1 ,guid faith1 he mauna fa' that1 ,for a' that and a' that1 ,their dignities1 and a' that1 ,the pith of sense and pride o' worth1 ,are higher ranks than a' that4 ,then let us pray that come it may1 ,as come it will1 for a' that1 ,that sense and worth o'er a' the earth1 ,may bear the gree and a' that2 ,for a' that and a' that1 ,it's comin' yet for a' that1 ,that man to man1 the warld o'er1 ,shall brothers be1 for a' that4 --,robert ,burns4 ,stone walls do not a prison make1 ,nor iron bars a cage2 ,minds innocent and quiet take ,that for a hermitage2 ,if ,i have freedom in my love1 ,and in my soul am free1 ,angels alone1 that soar above1 ,enjoy such liberty4 --,richard ,lovelace4 ,a ,,man',s ,a ,,man ,,for ,a' ,,that 7,a new song to an old tune47 ,a man's a man1 says ,robert ,burns1 ,for a' that and a' that2 ,but though the song be clear and strong ,it lacks a note for a' that4 ,the lout who'd shirk his daily work1 ,yet claim his wage and a' that1 ,or beg when he might earn his bread1 ,is not a man for a' that4 ,if all who dine on homely fare ,were true and brave and a' that1 ,and none whose garb is hodden gray ,was fool or knave and a' that1 ,the vice and crime that shame our time ,would disappear and a' that1 ,and plowmen be as great as kings1 ,and churls as earls for a' that4 ,but 'tis not so2 yon brawny fool1 ,who swaggers1 swears1 and a' that1 ,and thinks because his strong right arm ,might fell an ox1 and a' that1 ,that he's as noble1 man for man1 ,as duke or lord1 and a' that1 ,is but an animal at best ,but not a man for a' that4 ,a man may own a large estate1 ,have palace1 park1 and a' that1 ,and not for birth1 but honest worth1 ,be thrice a man for a' that4 ,and ,sawnie1 herding on the moor1 ,who beats his wife and a' that1 ,is nothing but a brutal boor1 ,nor half a man for a' that4 ,it comes to this1 dear ,robert ,burns1 ,the truth is old1 and a' that1 ,the rank is but the guinea's stamp1 ,the man's the gowd for a' that4 ,and though you'd put the self-same mark ,on copper1 brass1 and a' that1 ,the lie is gross1 the cheat is plain1 ,and will not pass for a' that4 ,for a' that and a' that ',tis soul and heart and a' that ,that makes a king a gentleman1 ,and not his crown for a' that4 ,and whether he be rich or poor ,the best is he1 for a' that1 ,who stands erect in self-respect1 ,and acts the man for a' that4 --,charles ,mackay4 ,,esse ,,quam ,,videri ,the knightly legend on thy shield betrays ,the moral of thy life2 a forecast wise1 ,and that large honor that deceit defies1 ,inspired thy fathers in the elder days1 ,who decked thy scutcheon with that sturdy phrase1 ,to be1 rather than seem4 ,as eve's red skies ,surpass the morning's rosy prophecies1 ,thy life to that proud boast its answer pays1 ,scorning thy faith and purpose to defend4 ,the ever-mutable multitude at last ,will hail the power they did not comprehend-- ,thy fame will broaden through the centuries2 ,as1 storm and billowy tumult overpast1 ,the moon rules calmly o'er the conquered seas4 --,john ,hay4 ,,the ,,higher ,,law ,man was not made for forms1 but forms for man1 ,and there are times when law itself must bend ,to that clear spirit always in the van1 ,outspeeding human justice4 ,in the end ,potentates1 not humanity1 must fall4 ,water will find its level1 fire will burn1 ,the winds must blow around the earthly ball1 ,the earthly ball by day and night must turn2 ,freedom is typed in every element1 ,man must be free1 if not through law1 why then ,above the law1 until its force be spent ,and justice brings a better4 ,but1 ,o1 when1 ,father of ,light1 when shall the reckoning come ,to lift the weak1 and strike the oppressor dumb4 --,christopher ,pearse ,cranch4 ,what ,i am1 what ,i am not1 in the eye ,of the world1 is what ,i never cared for much4 --,robert ,browning4 ,i ,,resolve ,to keep my health2 ,to do my work2 ,to live2 ,to see to it that ,i grow and gain and give2 ,never to look behind me for an hour2 ,to wait in meekness1 and to walk in power2 ,but always fronting onward1 to the light1 ,always and always facing toward the right4 ,robbed1 starved1 defeated1 fallen1 wide-astray-- ,on1 with what strength ,i have-- ,back to the way4 --,charlotte ,perkins ,stetson4 ,,in ,,myself ,i do not ask for any crown ,but that which all may win2 ,nor try to conquer any world ,except the one within4 ,be thou my guide until ,i find ,led by a tender hand1 ,the happy kingdom in myself ,and dare to take command4 --,louisa ,may ,alcott4 ,,hide ,,not ,,thy ,,heart ,this is my creed1 ,this is my deed3 ,hide not thy heart6 ,soon we depart2 ,mortals are all2 ,a breath1 then the pall2 ,a flash on the dark-- ,all's done--stiff and stark4 ,no time for a lie2 ,the truth1 and then die4 ,hide not thy heart6 ,forth with thy thought6 ,soon 'twill be naught1 ,and thou in thy tomb4 ,now is air1 now is room4 ,down with false shame2 ,reck not of fame2 ,dread not man's spite2 ,quench not thy light4 ,this be thy creed1 ,this be thy deed3 ,hide not thy heart6 ,if ,god is1 he made ,sunshine and shade1 ,heaven and hell2 ,this we know well4 ,dost thou believe8 ,do not deceive2 ,scorn not thy faith-- ,if 'tis a wraith ,soon it will fly4 ,thou who must die1 ,hide not thy heart6 ,this is my creed1 ,this be my deed3 ,faith1 or a doubt1 ,i shall speak out-- ,and hide not my heart4 --,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,a ,,gentleman 7,psa4 ,,xv47 ',tis he whose every thought and deed ,by rule of virtue moves2 ,whose generous tongue disdains to speak ,the thing his heart disproves4 ,who never did a slander forge ,his neighbor's fame to wound2 ,nor hearken to a false report ,by malice whispered round4 ,who vice in all its pomp and power ,can treat with just neglect2 ,and piety1 though clothed in rags1 ,religiously respect4 ,who to his plighted word of truth ,has ever firmly stood2 ,and1 though he promised to his loss1 ,still makes his promise good4 ,whose soul in usury disdains ,his treasure to employ2 ,whom no reward can ever bribe ,the guiltless to destroy4 ,i hold it as a changeless law1 ,from which no soul can sway or swerve1 ,we have that in us which will draw ,whate'er we need or most deserve4 ,,be ,,true ,,thyself ,thou must be true thyself ,if thou the truth wouldst teach2 ,thy soul must overflow if thou ,another's soul wouldst reach4 ,it needs the overflow of heart ,to give the lips full speech4 ,think truly1 and thy thoughts ,shall the world's famine feed2 ,speak truly1 and each word of thine ,shall be a fruitful seed2 ,live truly1 and thy life shall be ,a great and noble creed4 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,keep pure thy soul6 ,then shalt thou take the whole ,of delight2 ,then1 without a pang1 ,thine shall be all of beauty whereof the poet sang-- ,the perfume and the pageant1 the melody1 the mirth1 ,of the golden day and the starry night2 ,of heaven and of earth4 ,oh1 keep pure thy soul6 --,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,somebody did a golden deed2 ,somebody proved a friend in need2 ,somebody sang a beautiful song2 ,somebody smiled the whole daylong2 ,somebody thought1 ',tis sweet to live4 ,somebody said1 ,i'm glad to give2 ,somebody fought a valiant fight2 ,somebody lived to shield the right2 ,was it you8 ,then draw we nearer1 day by day1 ,each to his brethren1 all to ,god2 ,let the world take us as she may1 ,we must not change our road2 ,not wondering1 though in grief1 to find ,the martyr's foe still keep her mind2 ,but fixed to hold ,love's banner fast1 ,and by submission win at last4 --,john ,keble4 ,knowing1 what all experience serves to show1 ,no mud can soil us but the mud we throw4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,be no imitator2 freshly act thy part2 ,through this world be thou an independent ranger2 ,better is the faith that springeth from thy heart ,than a better faith belonging to a stranger4 --,from the ,persian4 ,none but one can harm you1 ,none but yourself who are your greatest foe1 ,he that respects himself is safe from others1 ,he wears a coat of mail that none can pierce4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,and some innative weakness there must be ,in him that condescends to victory ,such as the present gives1 and cannot wait-- ,safe in himself as in a fate4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,to be the thing we seem1 ,to do the thing we deem ,enjoined by duty2 ,to walk in faith1 nor dream ,of questioning ,god's scheme ,of truth and beauty4 ,to live by law1 acting the law we live by without fear1 ,and1 because right is right1 to follow right1 ,were wisdom1 in the scorn of consequence4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,though love repine1 and reason chafe1 ,there came a voice without reply3 ',tis man's perdition to be safe1 ,when for the truth he ought to die4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,whatever you are--be that2 ,whatever you say--be true2 ,straightforwardly act-- ,be honest--in fact ,be nobody else but you4 ,if thou hast something1 bring thy goods2 ,a fair exchange be thine6 ,if thou art something1 bring thy soul1 ,and interchange with mine4 --,schiller1 tr4 by ,edward ,bulwer ,lytton4 ,however others act toward thee1 ,act thou toward them as seemeth right2 ,and whatsoever others be1 ,be thou the child of love and light4 ,this above all3 to thine own self be true1 ,and it must follow1 as the night the day1 ,thou canst not then be false to any man4 --,william ,shakespeare4 ,my time is short enough at best1 ,i push right onward while ,i may2 ,i open to the winds my breast1 ,and walk the way4 --,john ,vance ,cheney4 ,not in the clamor of the crowded street1 ,not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng1 ,but in ourselves are triumph and defeat4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,it becomes no man to nurse despair1 ,but in the teeth of clenched antagonisms ,to follow up the worthiest till he die4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,greatness ,,fame1 ,,success1 ,,progress1 ,,victory ,a ,,great ,,man ,that man is great1 and he alone1 ,who serves a greatness not his own1 ,for neither praise nor pelf2 ,content to know and be unknown3 ,whole in himself4 ,strong is that man1 he only strong1 ,to whose well-ordered will belong1 ,for service and delight1 ,all powers that1 in the face of ,wrong1 ,establish ,right4 ,and free is he1 and only he1 ,who1 from his tyrant passions free1 ,by ,fortune undismayed1 ,hath power upon himself1 to be ,by himself obeyed4 ,if such a man there be1 where'er ,beneath the sun and moon he fare1 ,he cannot fare amiss2 ,great ,nature hath him in her care1 ,her cause is his2 ,who holds by everlasting law ,which neither chance nor change can flaw1 ,whose steadfast course is one ,with whatsoever forces draw ,the ages on2 ,who hath not bowed his honest head ,to base ,occasion2 nor1 in dread ,of ,duty1 shunned her eye2 ,nor truckled to loud times2 nor wed ,his heart to a lie2 ,nor feared to follow1 in the offense ,of false opinion1 his own sense ,of justice unsubdued2 ,nor shrunk from any consequence ,of doing good2 ,he looks his ,angel in the face ,without a blush2 nor heeds disgrace ,whom naught disgraceful done ,disgraces4 ,who knows nothing base ,fears nothing known4 ,not morseled out from day to day ,in feverish wishes1 nor the prey ,of hours that have no plan1 ,his life is whole1 to give away ,to ,god and man4 ,for though he live aloof from ken1 ,the world's unwitnessed denizen1 ,the love within him stirs ,abroad1 and with the hearts of men ,his own confers4 ,the judge upon the justice-seat2 ,the brown-backed beggar in the street2 ,the spinner in the sun2 ,the reapers reaping in the wheat2 ,the wan-cheeked nun ,in cloisters cold2 the prisoner lean ,in lightless den1 the robed queen2 ,even the youth who waits1 ,hiding the knife1 to glide unseen ,between the gates-- ,he nothing human alien deems ,unto himself1 nor disesteems ,man's meanest claim upon him4 ,and where he walks the mere sunbeams ,drop blessings on him4 ,because they know him ,nature's friend1 ,one whom she doth delight to tend ,with loving kindness ever3 ,helping and heartening to the end ,his high endeavor4 --,edward ,bulwer ,lytton4 ,,fame ,,and ,,duty ,what shall ,i do lest life in silence pass8 ,and if it do1 ,and never prompt the bray of noisy brass1 ,what need'st thou rue8 ,remember1 aye the ocean-deeps are mute-- ,the shallows roar2 ,worth is the ocean--fame is but the bruit ,along the shore4 ,what shall ,i do to be forever known8 ,thy duty ever6 ,this did full many who yet slept unknown4 ,o never1 never6 ,think'st thou perchance that they remain unknown ,whom thou know'st not8 ,by angel trumps in heaven their praise is blown-- ,divine their lot4 ,what shall ,i do1 an heir of endless life8 ,discharge aright ,the simple dues with which each day is rife1 ,yea1 with thy might4 ,ere perfect scheme of action thou devise ,will life be fled1 ,while he who ever acts as conscience cries1 ,shall live1 though dead4 --,johann ,c4 ,f4 ,schiller4 ,,noble ,,lives ,there are hearts which never falter ,in the battle for the right2 ,there are ranks which never alter ,watching through the darkest night2 ,and the agony of sharing ,in the fiercest of the strife ,only gives a nobler daring1 ,only makes a grander life4 ,there are those who never weary ,bearing suffering and wrong2 ,though the way is long and dreary ,it is vocal with their song1 ,while their spirits in ,god's furnace1 ,bending to ,his gracious will1 ,are fashioned in a purer mold ,by ,his loving1 matchless skill4 ,there are those whose loving mission ',tis to bind the bleeding heart2 ,and to teach a calm submission ,when the pain and sorrow smart4 ,they are angels1 bearing to us ,love's rich ministry of peace1 ,while the night is nearing to us ,when life's bitter trials cease4 ,there are those who battle slander1 ,envy1 jealousy and hate2 ,who would rather die than pander ,to the passions of earth's great2 ,no earthly power can ever crush them1 ,they dread not the tyrant's frown2 ,fear or favor cannot hush them1 ,nothing bind their spirits down4 ,these1 these alone are truly great2 ,these are the conquerors of fate2 ,these truly live1 they never die2 ,but1 clothed with immortality1 ,when they lay their armor down ,shall enter and receive the crown4 ,,the ,,higher ,,life ,to play through life a perfect part1 ,unnoticed and unknown2 ,to seek no rest in any heart ,save only ,god alone2 ,in little things to own no will4 ,to have no share in great2 ,to find the labor ready still ,and for the crown to wait4 ,upon the brow to bear no trace ,of more than common care2 ,to write no secret in the face ,for men to read it there2 ,the daily cross to clasp and bless ,with such familiar zeal ,as hides from all that not the less ,the daily weight you feel2 ,in toils that praise will never pay1 ,to see your life go past2 ,to meet in every coming day ,twin sister of the last2 ,to hear of high heroic things1 ,and yield them reverence due1 ,but feel life's daily sufferings ,are far more fit for you2 ,to own no secret1 soft disguise ,to which self-love is prone1 ,unnoticed by all other eyes1 ,unworthy in your own2 ,to yield with such a happy art1 ,that no one thinks you care1 ,and say to your poor bleeding heart1 ,how little you can bear6 ,o 'tis a pathway hard to choose1 ,a struggle hard to share2 ,for human pride would still refuse ,the nameless trials there4 ,but since we know the gate is low ,that leads to heavenly bliss1 ,what higher grace could ,god bestow ,than such a life as this8 --,adelaide ,anne ,procter4 ,,nobility ,,of ,,goodness ,my fairest child1 ,i have no song to give you2 ,no lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray2 ,yet1 ere we part1 one lesson ,i can leave you1 ,for every day4 ,be good1 sweet maid1 and let who will be clever2 ,do noble things1 not dream them all day long2 ,and so make life1 death1 and that vast forever1 ,one grand1 sweet song6 --,charles ,kingsley4 ,,the ,,glory ,,of ,,failure ,we who have lost the battle ,to you who have fought and won3 ,give ye good cheer and greeting6 ,stoutly and bravely done6 ,reach us a hand in passing1 ,comrades--and own the name6 ,yours is the thrill and the laurel3 ,ours is the smart and shame4 ,though we were nothing skillful1 ,pity us not nor scorn6 ,send us a hail as hearty-- ,stoutly and bravely borne6 ,others may scorn or pity2 ,you who are soldiers know4 ,where was the joy of your battle ,save in the grip with the foe8 ,did we not stand to the conflict8 ,did we not fairly fall8 ,is it your crowns ye care for8 ,nay1 to have fought is all4 ,humbled and sore we watch you1 ,cheerful and bruised and lamed4 ,take the applause of the conquered-- ,conquered and unashamed6 --,alice ,van ,vliet4 ,he is brave whose tongue is silent ,of the trophies of his word4 ,he is great whose quiet bearing ,marks his greatness well assured4 --,edwin ,arnold4 ,,the ,,losing ,,side ,helmet and plume and saber1 banner and lance and shield1 ,scattered in sad confusion over the trampled field2 ,and the band of broken soldiers1 with a weary1 hopeless air1 ,with heads in silence drooping1 and eyes of grim despair4 ,like foam-flakes left on the drifting sand ,in the track of a falling tide1 ,on the ground where their cause has failed they stand1 ,the last of the losing side4 ,wisdom of age is vanquished1 and generous hopes of youth1 ,passion of faith and honor1 fire of love and truth2 ,and the plans that seemed the fairest in the fight have not prevailed1 ,the keenest blades are broken1 and the strongest arms have failed4 ,but souls that know not the breath of shame1 ,and tongues that have never lied1 ,and the truest hearts1 and the fairest fame1 ,are here--on the losing side4 ,the conqueror's crown of glory is set with many a gem1 ,but ,i join not in their triumph--there are plenty to shout for them2 ,the cause is the most applauded whose warriors gain the day1 ,and the world's best smiles are given to the victors in the fray4 ,but dearer to me is the darkened plain1 ,where the noblest dreams have died1 ,where hopes have been shattered and heroes slain ,in the ranks of the losing side4 --,arthur ,e4 ,j4 ,legge4 ,,io ,,victis ,i sing the hymn of the conquered1 who fell in the battle of life1 ,the hymn of the wounded and beaten1 who died overwhelmed in the strife2 ,not the jubilant song of the victors1 for whom the resounding acclaim ,of nations was lifted in chorus1 whose brows wore the chaplet of fame1 ,but the hymn of the low and the humble1 the weary and broken in heart1 ,who strove and who failed1 acting bravely a silent and desperate part2 ,whose youth bore no flower on its branches1 whose hopes burned in ashes away1 ,from whose hands slipped the prize they had grasped at1 who stood at the dying of day ,with the wreck of their life all around them1 unpitied1 unheeded1 alone1 ,with death swooping down o'er their failure1 and all but their faith overthrown4 ,while the voice of the world shouts its chorus--its pean for those who have won2 ,while the trumpet is sounding triumphant1 and high to the breeze and the sun ,glad banners are waving1 hands clapping1 and hurrying feet ,thronging after the laurel-crowned victors1 ,i stand on the field of defeat1 ,in the shadow1 with those who are fallen1 and wounded1 and dying1 and there ,chant a requiem low1 place my hand on their pain-knotted brows1 breathe a prayer1 ,hold the hand that is helpless1 and whisper1 ,they only the victory win1 ,who have fought the good fight and have vanquished the demon that tempts us within2 ,who have held to their faith unseduced by the prize that the world holds on high2 ,who have dared for a high cause to suffer1 resist1 fight--if need be1 to die4 ,speak1 ,history6 who are ,life's victors8 ,unroll thy long annals and say1 ,are they those whom the world called the victors8 who won the success of a day8 ,the martyrs1 or ,nero8 ,the ,spartans who fell at ,thermopylae's tryst1 ,or the ,persians and ,xerxes8 ,his judges1 or ,socrates8 ,pilate1 or ,christ8 --,william ,m4 ,story4 ,he makes no friend who never made a foe4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,the ,,true ,,king ',tis not wealth that makes a king1 ,nor the purple coloring2 ,nor the brow that's bound with gold1 ,nor gate on mighty hinges rolled4 ,the king is he who1 void of fear1 ,looks abroad with bosom clear2 ,who can tread ambition down1 ,nor be swayed by smile or frown1 ,nor for all the treasure cares1 ,that mine conceals or harvest wears1 ,or that golden sands deliver ,bosomed in the glassy river4 ,what shall move his placid might8 ,not the headlong thunder's light1 ,nor all the shapes of slaughter's trade1 ,with onward lance or fiery blade4 ,safe1 with wisdom for his crown1 ,he looks on all things calmly down1 ,he welcomes ,fate when ,fate is near1 ,nor taints his dying breath with fear4 ,no2 to fear not earthly thing1 ,that it is that makes the king2 ,and all of us1 whoe'er we be1 ,may carve us out that royalty4 --,seneca1 tr4 by ,leigh ,hunt4 ,with comrade ,duty1 in the dark or day1 ,to follow ,truth--wherever it may lead2 ,to hate all meanness1 cowardice or greed2 ,to look for ,beauty under common clay2 ,our brothers' burden sharing1 when they weep1 ,but1 if we fall1 to bear defeat alone2 ,to live in hearts that loved us1 when we're gone ,beyond the twilight 7till the morning break67--to sleep-- ,that is ,success6 --,ernest ,neal ,lyon4 ,the common problem1 yours1 mine1 every one's1 ,is1 not to fancy what were fair in life ,provided it could be1 but1 finding first ,what may be1 then find out how to make it fair ,up to our means2 a very different thing4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,better ,,than ,,gold ,better than grandeur1 better than gold1 ,than rank and titles a thousandfold1 ,is a healthy body1 a mind at ease1 ,and simple pleasures that always please2 ,a heart that can feel for another's woe1 ,that has learned with love's deep fires to glow1 ,with sympathy large enough to enfold ,all men as brothers1 is better than gold4 ,better than gold is a conscience clear1 ,though toiling for bread in a humble sphere2 ,doubly blest is content and health ,untried by the lusts and the cares of wealth4 ,lowly living and lofty thought ,adorn and ennoble the poor man's cot2 ,for mind and morals in nature's plan ,are the genuine tests of the gentleman4 ,better than gold is the sweet repose ,of the sons of toil when labors close2 ,better than gold is the poor man's sleep ,and the balm that drops on his slumbers deep4 ,bring sleeping draughts to the downy bed1 ,where luxury pillows its aching head2 ,the toiler a simple opiate deems ,a shorter route to the land of dreams4 ,better than gold is a thinking mind ,that in the realm of books can find ,a treasure surpassing ,australian ore1 ,and live with the great and good of yore2 ,the sage's lore and the poet's lay2 ,the glories of empires passed away2 ,the world's great dream will thus unfold ,and yield a pleasure better than gold4 ,better than gold is a peaceful home1 ,where all the fireside characters come1 ,the shrine of love1 the heaven of life1 ,hallowed by mother or by wife4 ,however humble the home may be1 ,or tried with sorrow by heaven's decree1 ,the blessings that never were bought or sold ,and center there1 are better than gold4 --,abram ,j4 ,ryan4 ,when success exalts thy lot ,god for thy virtue lays a plot4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,,maximus ,i hold him great who1 for ,love's sake1 ,can give with generous1 earnest will2 ,yet he who takes for ,love's sweet sake ,i think ,i hold more generous still4 ,i bow before the noble mind ,that freely some great wrong forgives2 ,yet nobler is the one forgiven1 ,who bears that burden well and lives4 ,it may be hard to gain1 and still ,to keep a lowly1 steadfast heart2 ,yet he who loses has to fill ,a harder and a truer part4 ,glorious it is to wear the crown ,of a deserved and pure success2 ,he who knows how to fail has won ,a crown whose luster is not less4 ,great may he be who can command ,and rule with just and tender sway2 ,yet is ,diviner wisdom taught ,better by him who can obey4 ,blessed are those who die for ,god1 ,and earn the martyr's crown of light2 ,yet he who lives for ,god may be ,a greater conqueror in his sight4 --,adelaide ,anne ,procter4 ',tis phrase absurd to call a villain great3 ,who wickedly is wise1 or madly brave1 ,is but the more a fool1 the more a knave4 ,who noble ends by noble means obtains1 ,or1 failing1 smiles in exile or in chains2 ,like good ,aurelius1 let him reign1 or bleed ,like ,socrates--that man is great indeed4 ,one self-approving hour whole years outweighs ,of stupid starers and of loud huzzas2 ,and more true joy ,marcellus exiled feels1 ,than ,caesar with a senate at his heels4 --,alexander ,pope4 ,though world on world in myriad myriads roll ,round us1 each with different powers1 ,and other forms of life than ours1 ,what know we greater than the soul8 ,on ,god and ,godlike men we build our trust4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,the ,,good1 ,,great ,,man ,how seldom1 friend1 a good1 great man inherits ,honor and wealth1 with all his worth and pains6 ,it seems a story from the world of spirits ,when any man obtains that which he merits1 ,or any merits that which he obtains4 ,for shame1 my friend2 renounce this idle strain6 ,what would'st thou have a good1 great man obtain8 ,wealth1 title1 dignity1 a golden chain1 ,or heap of corses which his sword hath slain8 ,goodness and greatness are not means1 but ends4 ,hath he not always treasurer1 always friends1 ,the great1 good man8 ,three treasures--love1 and light1 ,and calm thoughts1 equable as infants' breath2 ,and three fast friends1 more sure than day or night-- ,himself1 his ,maker1 and the angel ,death4 --,samuel ,taylor ,coleridge4 ,,the ,,poem ,,of ,,the ,,universe ,the poem of the universe ,nor rhythm has nor rhyme2 ,for ,god recites the wondrous song ,a stanza at a time4 ,great deeds is he foredoomed to do-- ,with ,freedom's flag unfurled-- ,who hears the echo of that song ,as it goes down the world4 ,great words he is compelled to speak ,who understands the song2 ,he rises up like fifty men1 ,fifty good men and strong4 ,a stanza for each century3 ,now heed it all who can6 ,who hears it1 he1 and only he1 ,is the elected man4 --,charles ,weldon4 ,when faith is lost1 when honor dies1 ,the man is dead6 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,failure ,,and ,,success ,he fails who climbs to power and place ,up the pathway of disgrace4 ,he fails not who makes truth his cause1 ,nor bends to win the crowd's applause4 ,he fails not1 he who stakes his all ,upon the right1 and dares to fall2 ,what though the living bless or blame1 ,for him the long success of fame4 --,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,,what ,,does ,,it ,,matter8 ,it matters little where ,i was born1 ,or if my parents were rich or poor2 ,whether they shrunk at the cold world's scorn1 ,or walked in the pride of wealth secure4 ,but whether ,i live an honest man ,and hold my integrity firm in my clutch ,i tell you1 brother1 as plain as ,i can1 ,it matters much4 ,it matters little how long ,i stay ,in a world of sorrow1 sin1 and care2 ,whether in youth ,i am called away ,or live till my bones and pate are bare4 ,but whether ,i do the best ,i can ,to soften the weight of ,adversity's touch ,on the faded cheek of my fellow man1 ,it matters much4 ,it matters little where be my grave-- ,or on the land or in the sea1 ,by purling brook or 'neath stormy wave1 ,it matters little or naught to me2 ,but whether the ,angel ,death comes down1 ,and marks my brow with his loving touch1 ,as one that shall wear the victor's crown1 ,it matters much4 --,noah ,barker4 ,for ,i am 'ware it is the seed of act ,god holds appraising in his hollow palm1 ,not act grown great thence in the world below2 ,leafage and branchage vulgar eyes admire4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,obscure ,,martyrs ,the world knows nothing of its greatest men4 ,they have no place in storied page2 ,no rest in marble shrine2 ,they are past and gone with a perished age1 ,they died and made no sign4 ,but work that shall find its wages yet1 ,and deeds that their ,god did not forget1 ,done for their love divine-- ,these were their mourners1 and these shall be ,the crowns of their immortality4 ,o1 seek them not where sleep the dead1 ,ye shall not find their trace2 ,no graven stone is at their head1 ,no green grass hides their face2 ,but sad and unseen is their silent grave2 ,it may be the sand or the deep sea wave1 ,or a lonely desert place2 ,for they needed no prayers and no mourning-bell-- ,they were tombed in true hearts that knew them well4 ,they healed sick hearts till theirs were broken1 ,and dried sad eyes till theirs lost light2 ,we shall know at last by a certain token ,how they fought and fell in the fight4 ,salt tears of sorrow unbeheld1 ,passionate cries unchronicled1 ,and silent strifes for the right-- ,angels shall count them1 and earth shall sigh ,that she left her best children to battle and die4 --,edwin ,arnold4 ,,thy ,,best ,before ,god's footstool to confess ,a poor soul knelt and bowed his head4 ,i failed1 he wailed4 ,the ,master said1 ,thou did'st thy best--that is success4 --,henry ,coyle4 ,aspire1 break bounds1 ,i say2 ,endeavor to be good and better still1 ,and best6 ,success is naught1 endeavor's all4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,failure ,he cast his net at morn where fishers toiled1 ,at eve he drew it empty to the shore2 ,he took the diver's plunge into the sea1 ,but thence within his hand no pearl he bore4 ,he ran a race1 but never reached his goal2 ,he sped an arrow1 but he missed his aim2 ,and slept at last beneath a simple stone1 ,with no achievements carved about his name4 ,men called it failure2 but for my own part ,i dare not use that word1 for what if ,heaven ,shall question1 ere its judgment shall be read1 ,not1 ,hast thou won8 but only1 ,hast thou striven8 --,kate ,tucker ,goode4 ,,the ,,beggar',s ,,revenge ,the king's proud favorite at a beggar threw a stone4 ,he picked it up as if it had for alms been thrown4 ,he bore it in his bosom long with bitter ache1 ,and sought his time revenge with that same stone to take4 ,one day he heard a street mob's hoarse1 commingled cry3 ,the favorite comes6--but draws no more the admiring eye4 ,he rides an ass1 from all his haughty state disgraced2 ,and by the rabble's mocking gibes his way is traced4 ,the stone from out his bosom swift the beggar draws1 ,and flinging it away1 exclaims3 ,a fool ,i was6 ',tis madness to attack1 when in his power1 your foe1 ,and meanness then to strike when he has fallen low4 --,from the ,persian4 ,a ,,thought ,hearts that are great beat never loud2 ,they muffle their music1 when they come2 ,they hurry away from the thronging crowd ,with bended brows and lips half dumb4 ,and the world looks on and mutters--,proud4 ,but when great hearts have passed away1 ,men gather in awe and kiss their shroud1 ,and in love they kneel around their clay4 ,hearts that are great are always lone2 ,they never will manifest their best2 ,their greatest greatness is unknown1 ,earth knows a little--,god the rest4 --,abram ,j4 ,ryan4 ,,his ,,monument ,he built a house1 time laid it in the dust2 ,he wrote a book1 its title now forgot2 ,he ruled a city1 but his name is not ,on any tablet graven1 or where rust ,can gather from disuse1 or marble bust4 ,he took a child from out a wretched cot2 ,who on the ,state dishonor might have brought2 ,and reared him in the ,christian's hope and trust4 ,the boy1 to manhood grown1 became a light ,to many souls and preached to human need ,the wondrous love of the ,omnipotent4 ,the work has multiplied like stars at night ,when darkness deepens2 every noble deed ,lasts longer than a granite monument4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,it is not the wall of stone without ,that makes a building small or great1 ,but the soul's light shining round about1 ,and the faith that overcometh doubt1 ,and the love that stronger is than hate4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,the ,,nobly ,,born ,who counts himself as nobly born ,is noble in despite of place2 ,and honors are but brands to one ,who wears them not with nature's grace4 ,the prince may sit with clown or churl ,nor feel himself disgraced thereby2 ,but he who has but small esteem ,husbands that little carefully4 ,then1 be thou peasant1 be thou peer1 ,count it still more thou art thine own4 ,stand on a larger heraldry ,than that of nation or of zone4 ,art thou not bid to knightly halls8 ,those halls have missed a courtly guest3 ,that mansion is not privileged ,which is not open to the best4 ,give honor due when custom asks1 ,nor wrangle for this lesser claim2 ,it is not to be destitute ,to have the thing without the name4 ,then1 dost thou come of gentle blood1 ,disgrace not thy good company2 ,if lowly born1 so bear thyself ,that gentle blood may come of thee4 ,strive not with pain to scale the height ,of some fair garden's petty wall2 ,but climb the open mountain side ,whose summit rises over all4 ,and1 for success1 ,i ask no more than this3 ,to bear unflinching witness to the truth4 ,all true whole men succeed2 for what is worth ,success's name unless it be the thought1 ,the inward surety1 to have carried out ,a noble purpose to a noble end1 ,although it be the gallows or the block8 ',tis only ,falsehood that doth ever need ,these outward shows of gain to bolster her4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,greatly begin6 though thou have time ,but for a line1 be that sublime-- ,not failure1 but low aim is crime4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,the ,,burial ,,of ,,moses ,by ,nebo's lonely mountain1 ,on this side ,jordan's wave1 ,in a vale in the land of ,moab1 ,there lies a lonely grave4 ,but no man dug that sepulchre1 ,and no man saw it e'er2 ,for the angels of ,god upturned the sod1 ,and laid the dead man there4 ,that was the grandest funeral ,that ever passed on earth2 ,but no man heard the trampling1 ,or saw the train go forth4 ,noiselessly as the daylight ,comes when the night is done1 ,and the crimson streak on ocean's cheek ,grows into the great sun-- ,noiselessly as the springtime ,her crest of verdure weaves1 ,and all the trees on all the hills ,open their thousand leaves-- ,so1 without sound of music1 ,or voice of them that wept1 ,silently down from the mountain crown ,the great procession swept4 ,perchance some bald old eagle ,on gray ,beth-peor's height1 ,out of his rocky eyrie ,looked on the wondrous sight4 ,perchance some lion1 stalking1 ,still shuns the hallowed spot1 ,for beast and bird have seen and heard ,that which man knoweth not4 ,but when the warrior dieth ,his comrades in the war1 ,with arms reversed and muffled drums ,follow the funeral car2 ,they show the banners taken1 ,they tell his battles won1 ,and after him lead his matchless steed ,while peals the minute gun4 ,amid the noblest of the land ,they lay the sage to rest2 ,and give the bard an honored place1 ,with costly marble drest1 ,in the great minster's transept height1 ,where lights like glory fall1 ,while the sweet choir sings and the organ rings ,along the emblazoned wall4 ,this was the bravest warrior ,that ever buckled sword2 ,this the most gifted poet ,that ever breathed a word2 ,and never earth's philosopher ,traced1 with his golden pen1 ,on the deathless page1 truths half so sage ,as he wrote down for men4 ,and had he not high honor8 ,the hillside for his pall2 ,to lie in state while angels wait ,with stars for tapers tall2 ,and the dark rock pines1 like tossing plumes1 ,over his bier to wave2 ,and ,god's own hand1 in that lonely land1 ,to lay him in his grave2 ,in that deep grave without a name1 ,whence his uncoffined clay ,shall break again--most wondrous thought6-- ,before the judgment day1 ,and stand1 with glory wrapt around1 ,on the hills he never trod1 ,and speak of the strife that won our life ,through ,christ1 the incarnate ,god4 ,o lonely tomb in ,moab's land1 ,o dark ,beth-peor's hill1 ,speak to these curious hearts of ours1 ,and teach them to be still4 ,god hath his mysteries of grace-- ,ways that we cannot tell2 ,he hides them deep1 like the secret sleep ,of him he loved so well4 --,cecil ,frances ,alexander4 ,o1 blessed is that man of whom some soul can say1 ,he was an inspiration along life's toilsome way1 ,a well of sparkling water1 a fountain flowing free1 ,forever like his ,master1 in tenderest sympathy4 ,truths would you teach1 or save a sinking land8 ,all fear1 none aid you1 and few understand4 ,painful pre-eminence6--yourself to view ,above life's weakness1 and its comforts too4 --,alexander ,pope4 ,,emir ,,hassan ,emir ,hassan1 of the prophet's race1 ,asked with folded hands the ,almighty's grace1 ,then within the banquet-hall he sat1 ,at his meal1 upon the embroidered mat4 ,there a slave before him placed the food1 ,spilling from the charger1 as he stood1 ,awkwardly upon the ,emir's breast ,drops that foully stained the silken vest4 ,to the floor1 in great remorse and dread1 ,fell the slave1 and thus1 beseeching1 said3 ,master1 they who hasten to restrain ,rising wrath1 in paradise shall reign4 ,gentle was the answer ,hassan gave3 ,i am not angry4 ,yet1 pursued the slave1 ,yet doth higher recompense belong ,to the injured who forgives a wrong4 ,i forgive1 said ,hassan4 ,yet we read1 ,so the prostrate slave went on to plead1 ,that a higher seat in glory still ,waits the man who renders good for ill4 ,slave1 receive thy freedom2 and1 behold1 ,in thy hand ,i lay a purse of gold4 ,let me never fail to heed1 in aught1 ,what the prophet of our ,god hath taught4 ,,true ,,greatness ,who is as the ,christian great8 ,bought and washed with sacred blood1 ,crowns he sees beneath his feet4 ,soars aloft and walks with ,god4 ,lo1 his clothing is the sun1 ,the bright sun of righteousness2 ,he hath put salvation on1 ,jesus is his beauteous dress4 ,angels are his servants here2 ,spread for him their golden wings2 ,to his throne of glory bear1 ,seat him by the ,king of kings4 --,charles ,wesley4 ,the glory is not in the task1 but in ,the doing it for ,him4 --,jean ,ingelow4 ,,mencius ,three centuries before the ,christian age ,china's great teacher1 ,mencius1 was born2 ,her teeming millions did not know that morn ,had broken on her darkness2 that a sage1 ,reared by a noble mother1 would her page ,of history forevermore adorn4 ,for twenty years1 from court to court1 forlorn ,he journeyed1 poverty his heritage1 ,and preached of virtue1 but none cared to hear4 ,life seemed a failure1 like a barren rill2 ,he wrote his books1 and lay beneath the sod3 ,when1 lo6 his work began2 and far and near ,adown the ages ,mencius preaches still3 ,do thy whole duty1 trusting all to ,god4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,he stood1 the youth they called the ,beautiful1 ,at morning1 on his untried battle-field1 ,and laughed with joy to see his stainless shield1 ,when1 with a tender smile1 but doubting sigh1 ,his lord rode by4 ,when evening fell1 they brought him1 wounded sore1 ,his battered shield with sword-thrusts gashed and rent1 ,and laid him where the king stood by his tent4 ,now art thou ,beautiful1 the master said1 ,and bared his head4 --,annie ,m4 ,l4 ,hawes4 ,great men grow greater by the lapse of time2 ,we know those least whom we have seen the latest2 ,and they1 'mongst those whose names have grown sublime1 ,who worked for human liberty are greatest4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,it is enough-- ,enough--just to be good2 ,to lift our hearts where they are understood2 ,to let the thirst for worldly power and place ,go unappeased2 to smile back in ,god's face ,with the glad lips our mothers used to kiss4 ,ah6 though we miss ,all else but this1 ,to be good is enough6 --,james ,whitcomb ,riley4 ,he who ascends to mountain tops shall find ,their loftiest peaks most wrapped in clouds and snow2 ,he who surpasses or subdues mankind ,must look down on the hate of those below4 ,though high above the sun of glory glow1 ,and far beneath the earth and ocean spread1 ,round him are icy rocks1 and loudly blow ,contending tempests on his naked head4 --,george ,gordon ,byron4 ,good name in man and woman1 dear my lord1 ,is the immediate jewel of their souls3 ,who steals my purse steals trash2 'tis something1 nothing2 ,twas mine1 'tis his1 and has been slave to thousands2 ,but he that filches from me my good name ,robs me of that which not enriches him1 ,and makes me poor indeed4 --,william ,shakespeare4 ,that man may last1 but never lives1 ,who much receives but nothing gives2 ,whom none can love1 whom none can thank2 ,creation's blot2 creation's blank6 ,but he who marks1 from day to day1 ,in generous acts his radiant way ,treads the same path his ,saviour trod3 ,the path to glory and to ,god4 ,the eye with seeing is not filled1 ,the ear with hearing not at rest2 ,desire with having is not stilled1 ,with human praise no heart is blest4 ,vanity1 then1 of vanities1 ,all things for which men grasp and grope6 ,the precious things in heavenly eyes ,are love1 and truth1 and trust1 and hope4 ,a gem which falls within the mire will still a gem remain2 ,men's eyes turn downward to the earth and search for it with pain4 ,but dust1 though whirled aloft to heaven1 continues dust alway1 ,more base and noxious in the air than when on earth it lay4 --,saadi1 tr4 by ,james ,freeman ,clarke4 ,it was not anything she said2 ,it was not anything she did2 ,it was the movement of her head1 ,the lifting of her lid4 ,and as she trod her path aright ,power from her very garments stole2 ,for such is the mysterious might ,god grants a noble soul4 ,true worth is in being1 not seeming2 ,in doing1 each day that goes by1 ,some little good1 not in dreaming1 ,of great things to do by and by4 ,for whatever men say in their blindness1 ,and spite of the fancies of youth1 ,there's nothing so kingly as kindness1 ,and nothing so royal as truth4 --,alice ,cary4 ,the wisest man could ask no more of ,fate ,than to be simple1 modest1 manly1 true1 ,safe from the ,many1 honored by the ,few2 ,to count as naught in world of church or state ,but inwardly in secret to be great4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,and only the ,master shall praise us1 and only the ,master shall blame2 ,and no one shall work for money1 and no one shall work for fame2 ,but each for the joy of the working1 and each1 in his separate star1 ,shall draw the ,thing as he sees it1 for the ,god of ,things as they are4 --,rudyard ,kipling4 ,in life's small things be resolute and great ,to keep thy muscle trained2 knowest thou when ,fate ,thy measure takes8 or when she'll say to thee1 ,i find thee worthy2 do this deed for me8 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ',tis a lifelong toil till our lump be leaven4 ,the better6 ,what's come to perfection perishes4 ,things learned on earth we shall practice in heaven4 ,work done least rapidly ,art most cherishes4 --,robert ,browning4 ,let come what will1 ,i mean to bear it out1 ,and either live with glorious victory ,or die with fame1 renowned in chivalry4 ,he is not worthy of the honey-comb ,that shuns the hive because the bees have stings4 --,william ,shakespeare4 ,one by one thy duties wait thee1 ,let thy whole strength go to each4 ,let no future dreams elate thee1 ,learn thou first what these can teach4 --,adelaide ,anne ,procter4 ,give me heart-touch with all that live ,and strength to speak my word2 ,but if that is denied me1 give ,the strength to live unheard4 --,edwin ,markham4 ,honor and shame from no condition rise2 ,act well your part1 there all the honor lies --,alexander ,pope4 ,how wretched is the man with honors crowned1 ,who1 having not the one thing needful found1 ,dies1 known to all1 but to himself unknown4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,he fought a thousand glorious wars1 ,and more than half the world was his1 ,and somewhere1 now1 in yonder stars1 ,can tell1 mayhap1 what greatness is4 --,william ,makepeace ,thackeray4 ,howe'er it be1 it seems to me ',tis only noble to be good2 ,kind hearts are more than coronets1 ,and simple faith than ,norman blood4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,i've learned to prize the quiet1 lightning deed1 ,not the applauding thunder at its heels ,which men call fame4 --,alexander ,smith4 ,it is worth while to live6 ,be of good cheer2 ,love casts out fear2 ,rise up1 achieve4 --,christina ,g4 ,rossetti4 ,no endeavor is in vain2 ,its reward is in the doing1 ,and the rapture of pursuing ,is the prize the vanquished gain4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,far better in its place the lowliest bird ,should sing aright to ,him the lowliest song1 ,than that a seraph strayed should take the word ,and sing ,his glory wrong4 --,jean ,ingelow4 ,often ornateness ,goes with greatness4 ,oftener felicity ,comes of simplicity4 --,william ,watson4 ,a jewel is a jewel still1 though lying in the dust1 ,and sand is sand1 though up to heaven by the tempest thrust4 --,from the ,persian4 ,vulgar souls surpass a rare one in the headlong rush2 ,as the hard and worthless stones a precious pearl will crush4 --,from the ,persian4 ,be noble6 and the nobleness that lies ,in other men1 sleeping1 but never dead1 ,will rise in majesty to meet thine own4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,the mean of soul are sure their faults to gloss1 ,and find a secret gain in others' loss4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,ah1 a man's reach should exceed his grasp1 ,or what's heaven for8 --,robert ,browning4 ,though thy name be spread abroad1 ,like winged seed1 from shore to shore1 ,what thou art before thy ,god1 ,that thou art and nothing more4 ,my business is not to remake myself1 ,but make the absolute best of what ,god made4 --,robert ,browning4 ,for never land long lease of empire won ,whose sons sat silent when base deeds were done4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,he that would free from malice pass his days ,must live obscure and never merit praise4 --,john ,gay4 ,wearing the white flower of a blameless life1 ,before a thousand peering littlenesses4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,the aim1 if reached or not1 makes great the life1 ,try to be ,shakespeare--leave the rest to fate4 --,robert ,browning4 ,unblemished let me live1 or die unknown2 ,o1 grant an honest fame1 or grant me none4 --,alexander ,pope4 ,with fame in just proportion envy grows2 ,the man that makes a character makes foes4 --,edward ,young4 ',tis not what man does which exalts him1 ,but what man would do4 --,robert ,browning4 ,better have failed in the high aim1 as ,i1 ,than vulgarly in the low aim succeed4 --,robert ,browning4 ,the simple1 silent1 selfless man ,is worth a world of tonguesters4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,duty ,,loyalty1 ,,faithfulness1 ,,conscience1 ,,zeal ,,ode ,,to ,,duty ,stern daughter of the voice of ,god6 ,o ,duty6 if that name thou love ,who art a light to guide1 a rod ,to check the erring and reprove2 ,thou who art victory and law ,when empty terrors overawe2 ,from vain temptation dost set free2 ,and calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity6 ,there are who ask not if thine eye ,be on them2 who1 in love and truth1 ,where no misgiving is1 rely ,upon the genial sense of youth2 ,glad hearts1 without reproach or blot1 ,who do thy work and know it not3 ,oh6 if through confidence misplaced ,they fail1 thy saving arms1 dread ,power1 around them cast4 ,serene will be our days1 and bright ,and happy will our nature be1 ,when love is an unerring light1 ,and joy its own security2 ,and they a blissful course may hold ,even now1 who1 not unwisely bold1 ,live in the spirit of this creed2 ,yet seek thy firm support according to their need4 ,i1 loving freedom1 and untried1 ,no sport of every random gust1 ,yet being to myself a guide1 ,too blindly have reposed my trust2 ,and oft1 when in my heart was heard ,thy timely mandate1 ,i deferred ,the task1 in smoother walks to stray2 ,but thee ,i now would serve more strictly1 if ,i may4 ,through no disturbance of my soul1 ,or strong compunction in me wrought1 ,i supplicate for thy control1 ,but in the quietness of thought4 ,me this unchartered freedom tires2 ,i feel the weight of chance desires3 ,my hopes no more must change their name1 ,i long for a repose that ever is the same4 ,stern ,lawgiver6 ,yet thou dost wear ,the ,godhead's most benignant grace2 ,nor know we anything so fair ,as is the smile upon thy face3 ,flowers laugh before thee on their beds ,and fragrance in thy footing treads2 ,thou dost preserve the stars from wrong2 ,and the most ancient heavens1 through ,thee1 are fresh and strong4 ,to humbler functions1 awful ,power6 ,i call thee2 ,i myself commend ,unto thy guidance from this hour2 ,oh1 let my weakness have an end6 ,give unto me1 made lowly wise1 ,the spirit of self-sacrifice2 ,the confidence of reason give2 ,and in the light of truth thy bondman let me live4 --,william ,wordsworth4 ,,the ,,ladder ,,of ,,saint ,,augustine ,saint ,augustine6 well hast thou said1 ,that of our vices we can frame ,a ladder1 if we will but tread ,beneath our feet each deed of shame6 ,all common things1 each day's events1 ,that with the hour begin and end1 ,our pleasures and our discontents1 ,are rounds by which we may ascend4 ,the longing for ignoble things2 ,the strife for triumph more than truth2 ,the hardening of the heart1 that brings ,irreverence for the dreams of youth2 ,all thoughts of ill1 all evil deeds ,that have their root in thoughts of ill2 ,whatever hinders or impedes ,the action of the nobler will2-- ,all these must first be trampled down ,beneath our feet1 if we would gain ,in the bright fields of fair renown ,the right of eminent domain4 ,we have not wings1 we cannot soar2 ,but we have feet to scale and climb ,by slow degrees1 by more and more1 ,the cloudy summits of our time4 ,the heights by great men reached and kept ,were not attained by sudden flight1 ,but they while their companions slept ,were toiling upward in the night4 ,standing on what too long we bore ,with shoulders bent and downcast eyes1 ,we may discern--unseen before-- ,a path to higher destinies1 ,nor deem the irrevocable ,past ,as wholly wasted1 wholly vain1 ,if1 rising on its wrecks1 at last ,to something nobler we attain4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,reward ,,of ,,faithfulness ,the deeds which selfish hearts approve ,and fame's loud trumpet sings ,secure no praise where truth and love ,are counted noblest things2 ,and work which godless folly deems ,worthless1 obscure1 and lowly1 ,to ,heaven's ennobling vision seems ,most godlike1 grand1 and holy4 ,then murmur not if toils obscure ,and thorny paths be thine2 ,to ,god be true--they shall secure ,the joy of life divine ,who in the darkest1 sternest sphere ,for ,him their powers employ2 ,the toils contemned and slighted here ,shall yield the purest joy4 ,when endless day dispels the strife ,which blinds and darkens now1 ,perchance the brightest crown of life ,shall deck some lowly brow4 ,then learn1 despite thy boding fears1 ,from seed with sorrow sown1 ,in love1 obscurity and tears ,the richest sheaves are grown4 --,edward ,hartley ,dewart4 ,,doe ,,the ,,nexte ,,thynge ,from an old ,english parsonage ,down by the sea1 ,there came in the twilight ,a message to me2 ,its quaint ,saxon legend ,deeply engraven1 ,hath as it seems to me ,teaching for heaven2 ,and on through the hours ,the quiet words ring1 ,like a low inspiration1 ,doe the nexte thynge4 ,many a questioning1 ,many a fear1 ,many a doubt1 ,hath guiding here4 ,moment by moment ,let down from heaven1 ,time1 opportunity1 ,guidance are given4 ,fear not to-morrow1 ,child of the ,king2 ,trust it with ,jesus1 ,doe the nexte thynge4 ,o ,he would have thee ,daily more free1 ,knowing the might ,of thy royal degree2 ,ever in waiting1 ,glad for his call1 ,tranquil in chastening1 ,trusting through all4 ,comings and goings ,no turmoil need bring3 ,his all thy future-- ,doe the nexte thynge4 ,do it immediately1 ,do it with prayer1 ,do it reliantly1 ,casting all care3 ,do it with reverence1 ,tracing ,his hand ,who hath placed it before thee ,with earnest command4 ,stayed on ,omnipotence1 ,safe1 'neath his wing1 ,leave all resultings1 ,doe the nexte thynge4 ,looking to ,jesus1 ,ever serener1 ,working or suffering1 ,be thy demeanor6 ,in the shade of his presence1 ,the rest of his calm1 ,the light of his countenance1 ,live out thy psalm3 ,strong in his faithfulness4 ,praise him and sing1 ,then as he beckons thee1 ,doe the nexte thynge4 ,,zeal ,,in ,,labor ,go1 labor on2 spend and be spent1 ,thy joy to do the ,father's will2 ,it is the way the ,master went2 ,should not the servant tread it still8 ,go1 labor on2 'tis not for naught2 ,thine earthly loss is heavenly gain2 ,men heed thee1 love thee1 praise thee not2 ,the ,master praises--what are men8 ,go1 labor on2 your hands are weak2 ,your knees are faint1 your soul cast down2 ,yet falter not2 the prize you seek ,is near--a kingdom and a crown6 ,toil on1 faint not2 keep watch1 and pray6 ,be wise the erring soul to win2 ,go forth into the world's highway2 ,compel the wanderer to come in4 ,toil on1 and in thy toil rejoice3 ,for toil comes rest1 for exile home2 ,soon shalt thou hear the ,bridegroom's voice1 ,the midnight peal1 ,behold1 ,i come6 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,,the ,,evangelist ,walking with ,peter1 ,christ his footsteps set ,on the lake shore1 hard by ,gennesaret1 ,at the hour when noontide's burning rays down pour4 ,when they beheld at a mean cabin's door1 ,a fisher's widow in her mourning clad1 ,who1 on the threshold seated1 silent1 sad1 ,the tear that wet them kept her lids within1 ,her child to cradle and her flax to spin2 ,near by1 behind the fig-trees' leafy screen1 ,the ,master and ,his friend could see1 unseen4 ,an old man ready for his earthly bed1 ,a beggar with a jar upon his head1 ,came by1 and to the mourning spinner there ,said1 ,woman1 ,i this vase of milk should bear ,unto a dweller in the hamlet near2 ,but ,i am weak and bent with many a year2 ,more than a thousand paces yet to go ,remain1 and1 without help1 ,i surely know ,i cannot end my task and earn its fee4 ,the woman rose1 and not a word said she1 ,without a pause her distaff laid aside1 ,and left the cradle where the orphan cried1 ,took up the jar1 and with the beggar went4 ,master1 'tis well to be benevolent1 ,said ,peter1 but small sense that woman showed1 ,in leaving thus her child and her abode ,for the chance-comer that first sought her out2 ,the beggar some one would have found1 no doubt1 ,to ease him of his load upon the way4 ,the ,lord made answer unto ,peter1 ,nay1 ,thy ,father1 when the poor assists the poorer1 ,will keep her cot1 and her reward assure her4 ,she went at once1 and wisely did in that4 ,and ,jesus1 having finished speaking1 sat ,down on a bench was in the humble place1 ,and with ,his blest hands for a moment's space1 ,he touched the distaff1 rocked the little one4 ,rose1 signed to ,peter1 and they gat them gone4 ,when she to whom the ,lord had given this proof ,of good-will came back to her humble roof1 ,she found1 nor knew what ,friend the deed had done1 ,the baby sleeping and the flax all spun6 --,francois ,coppee4 ,,the ,,best ,,that ,i ,,can ,i cannot do much1 said a little star1 ,to make the dark world bright2 ,my silver beams cannot struggle far ,through the folding gloom of night3 ,but ,i am a part of ,god's great plan1 ,and ,i'll cheerfully do the best that ,i can4 ,what is the use1 said a fleecy cloud1 ,of these dew-drops that ,i hold8 ,they will hardly bend the lily proud1 ,though caught in her cup of gold2 ,yet ,i am a part of ,god's great plan1 ,my treasures ,i'll give as well as ,i can4 ,a child went merrily forth to play1 ,but a thought1 like a silver thread1 ,kept winding in and out all day ,through the happy1 busy head1 ,mother said1 ',darling1 do all you can1 ,for you are a part of ,god's great plan4' ,so she helped a younger child along1 ,when the road was rough to the feet2 ,and she sang from her heart a little song1 ,a song that was passing sweet2 ,and her father1 a weary1 toil-worn man1 ,said1 ,i too will do the best that ,i can4 ,,work ,,loyally ,just where you stand in the conflict1 ,there is your place6 ,just where you think you are useless ,hide not your face6 ,god placed you there for a purpose1 ,whate'er it be2 ,think ,he has chosen you for it-- ,work loyally4 ,gird on your armor6 ,be faithful ,at toil or rest1 ,whiche'er it be1 never doubting ,god's way is best4 ,out in the fight1 or on picket1 ,stand firm and true2 ,this is the work which your ,master ,gives you to do4 ,who does the best his circumstance allows1 ,does well1 acts nobly2 angels could no more4 --,edward ,young4 ,,loyalty ,when courage fails and faith burns low1 ,and men are timid grown1 ,hold fast thy loyalty and know ,that ,truth still moveth on4 ,for unseen messengers she hath1 ,to work her will and ways1 ,and even human scorn and wrath ,god turneth to her praise4 ,she can both meek and lordly be1 ,in heavenly might secure2 ,with her is pledge of victory1 ,and patience to endure4 ,the race is not unto the swift1 ,the battle to the strong1 ,when dawn her judgment-days that sift ,the claims of right and wrong4 ,and more than thou canst do for ,truth ,can she on thee confer1 ,if thou1 ,o heart1 but give thy youth ,and manhood unto her4 ,for she can make thee inly bright1 ,thy self-love purge away1 ,and lead thee in the path whose light ,shines to the perfect day4 ,who follow her1 though men deride1 ,in her strength shall be strong2 ,shall see their shame become their pride1 ,and share her triumph song6 --,frederick ,lucian ,hosmer4 ,,liberty ,i am ,liberty--,god's daughter6 ,my symbols--a law and a torch2 ,not a sword to threaten slaughter1 ,nor a flame to dazzle or scorch2 ,but a light that the world may see1 ,and a truth that shall make men free4 ,i am the sister of ,duty1 ,and ,i am the sister of ,faith2 ,to-day adored for my beauty1 ,to-morrow led forth for death4 ,i am she whom ages prayed for2 ,heroes suffered undismayed for2 ,whom the martyrs were betrayed for4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,,the ,,nearest ,,duty ,my soul was stirred2 ,i prayed1 ,let me ,do some great work1 so purely1 ,to right life's wrongs1 that ,i shall know ,that ,i have loved ,thee surely4 ,my lips sent forth their eager cry1 ,the while my heart beat faster1 ,for some great deed to prove my love ,send me2 send me1 my ,master6 ,from out the silence came a voice1 ,saying3 ,if ,god thou fearest1 ,rise up and do1 thy whole life through1 ,the duty that lies nearest4 ,the friendly word1 the kindly deed1 ,though small the act in seeming1 ,shall in the end unto thy soul ,prove mightier than thy dreaming4 ,the cup of water to the faint1 ,or rest unto the weary1 ,the light thou giv'st another's life1 ,shall make thine own less dreary4 ,and boundless realms of faith and love ,will wait for thy possessing2 ,not creeds1 but deeds1 if thou wouldst win ,unto thy soul a blessing4 ,and so ,i wait with peaceful heart1 ,content to do ,his pleasure2 ,not caring if the world shall mock ,at smallness of the measure ,of thoughts or deeds or daily life4 ,he knows the true endeavor-- ,to do ,his will1 to seek ,his face-- ,and ,he will fail me never4 --,sarah ,a4 ,gibbs4 ,,the ,,one ,,talent ,hide not thy talent in the earth2 ,however small it be1 ,its faithful use1 its utmost worth1 ,god will require of thee4 ,the humblest service rendered here ,he will as truly own ,as ,paul's in his exalted sphere1 ,or ,gabriel's near the throne4 ,the cup of water kindly given1 ,the widow's cheerful mites1 ,are worthier in the eye of heaven ,than pride's most costly rites4 ,his own1 which ,he hath lent on trust1 ,he asks of thee again2 ,little or much1 the claim is just1 ,and thine excuses vain4 ,go1 then1 and strive to do thy part-- ,though humble it may be2 ,the ready hand1 the willing heart1 ,are all heaven asks of thee4 --,william ,cutler4 ,,one ,,talent 7,matt4 ,,xxv4 #ah7 ,in a napkin smooth and white1 ,hidden from all mortal sight1 ,my one talent lies to-night4 ,mine to hoard1 or mine to use2 ,mine to keep1 or mine to lose2 ,may ,i not do what ,i choose8 ,ah6 the gift was only lent ,with the ,giver's known intent ,that it should be wisely spent4 ,and ,i know he will demand ,every farthing at my hand1 ,when ,i in his presence stand4 ,what will be my grief and shame ,when ,i hear my humble name ,and cannot repay his claim6 ,one poor talent--nothing more6 ,all the years that have gone o'er ,have not added to the store4 ,some will double what they hold1 ,others add to it tenfold ,and pay back the shining gold4 ,would that ,i had toiled like them6 ,all my sloth ,i now condemn2 ,guilty fears my soul o'erwhelm4 ,lord1 oh teach me what to do4 ,make me faithful1 make me true1 ,and the sacred trust renew4 ,help me1 ere too late it be1 ,something yet to do for ,thee1 ,thou who hast done all for me4 ,art thou little8 ,do thy little well2 ,and for thy comfort know ,great men can do their greatest work ,no better than just so4 --,johann ,w4 von ,goethe4 ,,responsibility ,,for ,,talents ,thou that in life's crowded city art arrived1 thou knowest not how-- ,by what path or on what errand--list and learn thine errand now4 ,from the palace to the city on the business of thy ,king ,thou wert sent at early morning1 to return at evening4 ,dreamer1 waken2 loiterer1 hasten2 what thy task is understand3 ,thou art here to purchase substance1 and the price is in thine hand4 ,has the tumult of the market all thy sense confused and drowned8 ,do its glittering wares entice thee1 or its shouts and cries confound8 ,oh1 beware lest thy ,lord's business be forgotten1 while thy gaze ,is on every show and pageant which the giddy square displays4 ,barter not his gold for pebbles2 do not trade in vanities2 ,pearls there are of price and jewels for the purchase of the wise4 ,and know this--at thy returning thou wilt surely find the ,king ,with an open book before ,him1 waiting to make reckoning4 ,thus large honors will the faithful1 earnest service of one day ,reap of ,him2 but one day's folly largest penalties will pay4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,not once or twice in our fair island-story ,the path of duty was the way to glory4 ,he1 that ever following her commands1 ,on with toil of heart and knees and hands1 ,thro' the long gorge to the far light has won ,his path upward1 and prevailed1 ,shall find the toppling crags of ,duty scaled ,are close upon the shining table-lands ,to which our ,god himself is moon and sun4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,go ,,right ,,on ,,working ,ah1 yes6 the task is hard1 'tis true1 ,but what's the use of sighing8 ,they're soonest with their duties through ,who bravely keep on trying4 ,there's no advantage to be found ,in sorrowing or shirking2 ,they with success are soonest crowned ,who just go right on working4 ,strive patiently and with a will ,that shall not be defeated2 ,keep singing at your task until ,you see it stand completed4 ,nor let the clouds of doubt draw near1 ,your sky's glad sunshine murking2 ,be brave1 and fill your heart with cheer1 ,and just go right on working4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,,justice ,,only ,be not too proud of good deeds wrought6 ,when thou art come from prayer1 speak truly6 ,even if he wrongeth thee in aught1 ,respect thy ,guru4 ,give alms duly4 ,but let none wist6 ,live1 day by day1 ,with little and with little swelling ,thy tale of duty done--the way ,the wise ant-people build their dwelling2 ,not harming any living thing2 ,that thou may'st have--at time of dying-- ,a ,hand to hold thee1 and to bring ,thy footsteps safe2 and1 so relying1 ,pass to the farther world4 ,for none ,save ,justice leads there6 ,father1 mother1 ,will not be nigh2 nor wife1 nor son1 ,nor friends1 nor kin2 nor any other ,save only ,justice6 ,all alone ,each entereth here1 and each one leaveth ,this life alone2 and every one ,the fruit of all his deeds receiveth ,alone--alone2 bad deeds and good6 ,that day when kinsmen1 sadly turning1 ,forsake thee1 like the clay or wood1 ,a thing committed to the burning4 ,but ,justice shall not quit thee then1 ,if thou hast served her1 therefore never ,cease serving2 that shall hold thee when ,the darkness falls which falls forever1 ,which hath no star1 nor way and guide4 ,but ,justice knows the road2 and midnight ,is noon to her4 ,man at her side ,goes1 through the gloom1 safe to the hid light4 ,and he who loved her more than all1 ,who purged by sorrow his offenses1 ,shall shine1 in realms celestial1 ,with glory1 quit of sins and senses4 --,edwin ,arnold1 from the ,sanskrit4 ,,god',s ,,vengeance ,saith the ,lord1 ,vengeance is mine2 ,i will repay1 saith the ,lord2 ,ours be the anger divine1 ,lit by the flash of his word4 ,how shall his vengeance be done8 ,how1 when his purpose is clear8 ,must he come down from the throne8 ,hath he no instruments here8 ,sleep not in imbecile trust1 ,waiting for ,god to begin2 ,while1 growing strong in the dust1 ,rests the bruised serpent of sin4 ,right and ,wrong--both cannot live ,death-grappled4 ,which shall we see8 ,strike6 ,only ,justice can give ,safety to all that shall be4 ,shame6 to stand faltering thus1 ,tricked by the balancing odds2 ,strike6 ,god is waiting for us6 ,strike6 for the vengeance is ,god's6 --,john ,hay4 ,bear a lily in thy hand2 ,gates of brass cannot withstand ,one touch of that magic wand4 ,bear through sorrow1 wrong1 and ruth1 ,in thy heart the dew of youth1 ,on thy lips the smile of truth4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,a ,,single ,,stitch ,one stitch dropped as the weaver drove ,his nimble shuttle to and fro1 ,in and out1 beneath1 above1 ,till the pattern seemed to bud and grow ,as if the fairies had helping been2 ,one small stitch which could scarce be seen1 ,but the one stitch dropped pulled the next stitch out1 ,and a weak place grew in the fabric stout2 ,and the perfect pattern was marred for aye ,by the one small stitch that was dropped that day4 ,one small life in ,god's great plan1 ,how futile it seems as the ages roll1 ,do what it may or strive how it can ,to alter the sweep of the infinite whole6 ,a single stitch in an endless web1 ,a drop in the ocean's flood and ebb6 ,but the pattern is rent where the stitch is lost1 ,or marred where the tangled threads have crossed2 ,and each life that fails of its true intent ,mars the perfect plan that its ,master meant4 --,susan ,coolidge4 ,,the ,,blessings ,an angel came from the courts of gold1 ,with gifts and tidings manifold2 ,with blessings many to crown the one ,whose work of life was the noblest done4 ,he came to a rich man's gilded door2 ,where a beautiful lady stood before ,his vision1 fair as the saints are fair1 ,with smile as sweet as the seraphs wear4 ,he needed not to be told her life-- ,the pure young mother1 the tender wife2 ,he needed not to be told that she1 ,in home of sorrow and poverty1 ,was giving wealth with a lavish hand2 ,he thought her worthy in heaven to stand4 ,no6 no6 a voice to the angel heart ,spoke low3 ,seek on in the busy mart4 ,he found a door that was worn and old2 ,the night was damp and the wind was cold4 ,a pale-faced girl at her sewing bent2 ,the midnight lamp to her features lent ,a paler look as she toiled the while1 ,but yet the mouth had a restful smile4 ,doing her duty with honest pride2 ,breasting temptation on every side4 ,for her the blessings1 the angel said1 ,and touched with pity the girlish head4 ,no time nor money for alms has she1 ,but duty is higher than charity4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,,duties ,i reach a duty1 yet ,i do it not1 ,and therefore see no higher2 but1 if done1 ,my view is brightened and another spot ,seen on my moral sun4 ,for1 be the duty high as angels' flight1 ,fulfill it1 and a higher will arise ,e'en from its ashes4 ,duty is infinite-- ,receding as the skies4 ,and thus it is the purest most deplore ,their want of purity4 ,as fold by fold1 ,in duties done1 falls from their eyes1 the more ,of duty they behold4 ,were it not wisdom1 then1 to close our eyes ,on duties crowding only to appal8 ,no2 duty is our ladder to the skies1 ,and1 climbing not1 we fall4 --,robert ,leighton 7#afaa-afhd74 ,,what ,,she ,,could ,and do the hours step fast or slow8 ,and are ye sad or gay8 ,and is your heart with your liege lord1 lady1 ,or is it far away8 ,the lady raised her calm1 proud head1 ,though her tears fell1 one by one3 ,life counts not hours by joy or pangs1 ,but just by duties done4 ,and when ,i lie in the green kirkyard1 ,with the mould upon my breast1 ,say not that ',she did well--or ill1' ,only1 ',she did her best4' --,dinah ,maria ,mulock ,craik4 ,,unwasted ,,days ,the longer on this earth we live ,and weigh the various qualities of men1 ,seeing how most are fugitive ,or fitful gifts at best1 of now and then-- ,wind-favored corpse-lights1 daughters of the fen-- ,the more we feel the high1 stern-featured beauty ,of plain devotedness to duty1 ,steadfast and still1 nor paid with mortal praise1 ,but finding amplest recompense ,for life's ungarlanded expense ,in work done squarely and unwasted days4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,trifles ,,that ,,make ,,saints ,a tone of pride or petulance repressed ,a selfish inclination firmly fought1 ,a shadow of annoyance set at naught1 ,a measure of disquietude suppressed2 ,a peace in importunity possessed1 ,a reconcilement generously sought1 ,a purpose put aside1 a banished thought1 ,a word of self-explaining unexpressed3 ,trifles they seem1 these petty soul-restraints1 ,yet he who proves them so must needs possess ,a constancy and courage grand and bold2 ,they are the trifles that have made the saints4 ,give me to practice them in humbleness ,and nobler power than mine doth no man hold4 ,the world is full of beauty1 ,as other worlds above2 ,and if we did our duty ,it might be full of love4 --,gerald ,massey4 ,what stronger breastplate than a heart untainted8 ,thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just2 ,and he but naked1 though locked up in steel1 ,whose conscience with injustice is corrupted4 --,william ,shakespeare4 ,i slept1 and dreamed that life was ,beauty2 ,i woke1 and found that life was ,duty4 ,was thy dream then1 a shadowy lie8 ,toil on1 sad heart1 courageously1 ,and thou shalt find that dream to be ,a noonday light and truth to thee4 --,ellen ,sturgis ,hooper4 ,do thy duty2 that is best2 ,leave unto thy ,lord the rest4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,while ,i sought ,happiness she fled ,before me constantly4 ,weary1 ,i turned to ,duty's path1 ,and ,happiness sought me1 ,saying1 ,i walk this road to-day1 ,i'll bear thee company4 ,so nigh is grandeur to our dust1 ,so near is ,god to man1 ,when ,duty whispers low1 ,thou must1 ,the youth replies1 ,i can4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,faithfully faithful to every trust1 ,honestly honest in every deed1 ,righteously righteous and justly just2 ,this is the whole of the good man's creed4 ,find out what ,god would have you do1 ,and do that little well2 ,for what is great and what is small ',tis only he can tell4 ,,service ,,usefulness1 ,,benevolence1 ,,labor ,,waking ,i have done at length with dreaming2 ,henceforth1 ,o thou soul of mine6 ,thou must take up sword and buckler1 ,waging warfare most divine4 ,life is struggle1 combat1 victory6 ,wherefore have ,i slumbered on ,with my forces all unmarshaled1 ,with my weapons all undrawn8 ,o how many a glorious record ,had the angels of me kept ,had ,i done instead of doubted1 ,had ,i warred instead of wept6 ,but begone1 regret1 bewailing6 ,ye had weakened at the best2 ,i have tried the trusty weapons ,resting erst within my breast4 ,i have wakened to my duty1 ,to a knowledge strong and deep1 ,that ,i recked not of aforetime1 ,in my long inglorious sleep4 ,for the end of life is service1 ,and ,i felt it not before1 ,and ,i dreamed not how stupendous ,was the meaning that it bore4 ,in this subtle sense of being1 ,newly stirred in every vein1 ,i can feel a throb electric-- ,pleasure half allied with pain4 ',tis so sweet1 and yet so awful1 ,so bewildering1 yet brave1 ,to be king in every conflict ,where before ,i crouched a slave6 ',tis so glorious to be conscious ,of a growing power within ,stronger than the rallying forces ,of a charged and marshaled sin6 ,never in those old romances ,felt ,i half the thrill of life ,that ,i feel within me stirring1 ,standing in this place of strife4 ,o those olden days of dalliance1 ,when ,i wantoned with my fate2 ,when ,i trifled with the knowledge ,that had well-nigh come too late4 ,yet1 my soul1 look not behind thee2 ,thou hast work to do at last2 ,let the brave toil of the present ,overarch the crumbling past4 ,build thy great acts high and higher2 ,build them on the conquered sod ,where thy weakness first fell bleeding1 ,and thy first prayer rose to ,god4 --,caroline ,atherton ,mason4 ,,small ,,beginnings ,a traveler through a dusty road strewed acorns on the lea2 ,and one took root and sprouted up1 and grew into a tree4 ,love sought its shade1 at evening time1 to breathe its early vows2 ,and age was pleased1 in heat of noon1 to bask beneath its boughs2 ,the dormouse loved its dangling twigs the birds sweet music bore2 ,it stood a glory in its place1 a blessing evermore4 ,a little spring had lost its way amid the grass and fern1 ,a passing stranger scooped a well where weary men might turn2 ,he walled it in1 and hung with care a ladle at the brink2 ,he thought not of the deed he did1 but judged that toil might drink4 ,he passed again1 and lo6 the well1 by summers never dried1 ,had cooled ten thousand parching tongues1 and saved a life beside4 ,a dreamer dropped a random thought2 'twas old1 and yet 'twas new2 ,a simple fancy of the brain1 but strong in being true4 ,it shone upon a genial mind1 and lo6 its light became ,a lamp of life1 a beacon ray1 a monitory flame4 ,the thought was small2 its issue great2 a watchfire on the hill1 ,it shed its radiance far adown1 and cheers the valley still6 ,a nameless man1 amid the crowd that thronged the daily mart1 ,let fall a word of ,hope and ,love1 unstudied1 from the heart2 ,a whisper on the tumult thrown--a transitory breath-- ,it raised a brother from the dust2 it saved a soul from death4 ,o germ6 ,o fount6 ,o word of love6 ,o thought at random cast6 ,ye were but little at the first1 but mighty at the last6 --,charles ,mackay4 ,,the ,,choir ,,invisible ,o may ,i join the choir invisible ,of those immortal dead who live again ,in minds made better by their presence2 live ,in pulses stirred to generosity1 ,in deeds of daring rectitude1 in scorn ,for miserable aims that end with self1 ,in thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars1 ,and with their mild persistence urge man's search ,to vaster issues4 ,so to live is heaven3 ,to make undying music in the world1 ,breathing as beauteous order that controls ,with growing sway the growing life of man4 ,so we inherit that sweet purity ,for which we struggled1 failed and agonized1 ,with widening retrospect that bred despair4 ,rebellious flesh that would not be subdued1 ,a vicious parent shaming still its child ,poor1 anxious penitence1 is quick dissolved2 ,its discords1 quenched by meeting harmonies1 ,die in the large and charitable air4 ,and all our rarer1 better1 truer1 self1 ,that sobbed religiously in yearning song1 ,that watched to ease the burden of the world1 ,laboriously tracing what must be1 ,and what may yet be better--saw within ,a worthier image for the sanctuary1 ,and shaped it forth before the multitude ,divinely human1 raising worship so ,to higher reverence more mixed with love-- ,that better self shall live till human ,time ,shall fold its eyelids1 and the human sky ,be gathered like a scroll within the tomb1 ,unread forever4 ,this is life to come1 ,which martyred men have made more glorious ,for us who strive to follow4 ,may ,i reach ,that purest heaven1 be to other souls ,the cup of strength in some great agony1 ,enkindle generous ardor1 feed pure love1 ,beget the smiles that have no cruelty-- ,be the sweet presence of a good diffused1 ,and in diffusion ever more intense4 ,so shall ,i join the choir invisible ,whose music is the gladness of the world4 --,george ,eliot4 ,,my ,,task ,to love some one more dearly ev'ry day1 ,to help a wandering child to find his way1 ,to ponder o'er a noble thought1 and pray1 ,and smile when evening falls4 ,to follow truth as blind men long for light1 ,to do my best from dawn of day till night1 ,to keep my heart fit for ,his holy sight1 ,and answer when ,he calls4 --,maude ,louise ,ray4 ,,it ,,is ,,more ,,blessed ,give6 as the morning that flows out of heaven2 ,give6 as the waves when their channel is riven2 ,give6 as the free air and sunshine are given2 ,lavishly1 utterly1 joyfully give6 ,not the waste drops of thy cup overflowing2 ,not the faint sparks of thy hearth ever glowing2 ,not a pale bud from the ,june roses blowing3 ,give as ,he gave thee who gave thee to live4 ,pour out thy love like the rush of a river1 ,wasting its waters1 forever and ever1 ,through the burnt sands that reward not the giver3 ,silent or songful1 thou nearest the sea4 ,scatter thy life as the summer's shower pouring2 ,what if no bird through the pearl rain is soaring8 ,what if no blossom looks upward adoring8 ,look to the life that was lavished for thee6 ,so the wild wind strews its perfumed caresses3 ,evil and thankless the desert it blesses2 ,bitter the wave that its soft pinion presses2 ,never it ceaseth to whisper and sing4 ,what if the hard heart give thorns for thy roses8 ,what if on rocks thy tired bosom reposes8 ,sweeter is music with minor-keyed closes1 ,fairest the vines that on ruin will cling4 ,almost the day of thy giving is over2 ,ere from the grass dies the bee-haunted clover ,thou wilt have vanished from friend and from lover3 ,what shall thy longing avail in the grave8 ,give as the heart gives whose fetters are breaking-- ,life1 love1 and hope1 all thy dreams and thy waking2 ,soon1 heaven's river thy soul-fever slaking1 ,thou shalt know ,god and the gift that he gave4 --,rose ,terry ,cooke4 ,,along ,,the ,,way ,there are so many helpful things to do ,along life's way 7,helps to the helper1 if we did but know71 ,from day to day4 ,so many troubled hearts to soothe1 ,so many pathways rough to smooth1 ,so many comforting words to say1 ,to the hearts that falter along the way4 ,here is a lamp of hope gone out ,along the way4 ,some one stumbled and fell1 no doubt-- ,but1 brother1 stay6 ,out of thy store of oil refill2 ,kindle the courage that smoulders still2 ,think what ,jesus would do to-day ,for one who had fallen beside the way4 ,how many lifted hands still plead ,along life's way6 ,the old1 sad story of human need ,reads on for aye4 ,but let us follow the ,saviour's plan-- ,love unstinted to every man2 ,content if1 at most1 the world should say3 ,he helped his brother along the way6 ,,saved ,,to ,,serve ,is thy cruse of comfort failing8 ,rise and share it with another1 ,and through all the years of famine ,it shall serve thee and thy brother4 ,love divine will fill thy storehouse ,or thy handful still renew2 ,scanty fare for one will often ,make a royal feast for two4 ,for the heart grows rich in giving-- ,all its wealth is living gain2 ,seeds which mildew in the garner ,scattered fill with gold the plain4 ,is thy burden hard and heavy8 ,do thy steps drag wearily8 ,help to bear thy brother's burden2 ,god will bear both it and thee4 ,numb and weary on the mountains1 ,wouldst thou sleep amidst the snow8 ,chafe that frozen form beside thee1 ,and together both shall glow4 ,art thou stricken in life's battle8 ,many wounded round thee moan3 ,lavish on their wounds thy balsam1 ,and that balm shall heal thine own4 ,is thy heart a well left empty8 ,none but ,god the void can fill4 ,nothing but the ceaseless ,fountain ,can its ceaseless longings still4 ,is the heart a living power8 ,self-entwined its strength sinks low4 ,it can only live in loving1 ,and by serving love will grow4 ,,by ,,doing ,,good ,,we ,,live ,a certain wise man1 deeply versed ,in all the learning of the ,east1 ,grew tired in spirit1 and athirst ,from life to be released4 ,so to ,eliab1 holy man ,of ,god he came3 ,ah1 give me1 friend1 ,the herb of death1 that now the span ,of my vain life may end4 ,eliab gently answered3 ,ere ,the soul may free itself indeed1 ,this herb of healing thou must bear ,to seven men in need2 ,when thou hast lightened each man's grief1 ,and brought him hope and joy again1 ,return2 nor shalt thou seek relief ,at ,allah's hands in vain4 ,the wise man sighed1 and humbly said3 ,as ,allah willeth1 so is best4 ,and with the healing herb he sped ,away upon his quest4 ,and as he journeyed on1 intent ,to serve the sorrowing in the land ,on deeds of love and mercy bent1 ,the herb bloomed in his hand1 ,and through his pulses shot a fire ,of strength and hope and happiness2 ,his heart leaped with a glad desire ,to live and serve and bless4 ,lord of all earthly woe and need1 ,be this1 life's flower1 mine6 ,to love1 to comfort1 and to heal-- ,therein is life divine6 --,josephine ,troup4 ,,for ,,strength ,,we ,,ask ,for strength we ask ,for the ten thousand times repeated task1 ,the endless smallnesses of every day4 ,no1 not to lay ,my life down in the cause ,i cherish most1 ,that were too easy4 ,but1 whate'er it cost1 ,to fail no more ,in gentleness toward the ungentle1 nor ,in love toward the unlovely1 and to give1 ,each day ,i live1 ,to every hour with outstretched hand1 its meed ,of not-to-be-regretted thought and deed4 --,agnes ,ethelwyn ,wetherald4 ,,martha ,,or ,,mary8 ,i cannot choose2 ,i should have liked so much ,to sit at ,jesus' feet--to feel the touch ,of his kind gentle hand upon my head ,while drinking in the gracious words he said4 ,and yet to serve ,him6--,oh1 divine employ-- ,to minister and give the ,master joy2 ,to bathe in coolest springs his weary feet1 ,and wait upon ,him while ,he sat at meat6 ,worship or service--which8 ,ah1 that is best ,to which he calls us1 be it toil or rest2 ,to labor for ,him in life's busy stir1 ,or seek ,his feet1 a silent worshiper4 --,caroline ,atherton ,mason4 ,this is the gospel of labor--ring it1 ye bells of the kirk-- ,the ,lord of ,love came down from above to live with the men who work4 ,this is the rose that he planted1 here in the thorn-cursed soil2 ,heaven is blest with perfect rest1 but the blessing of earth is toil4 --,henry van ,dyke4 ,,martha ,yes1 ,lord1 ,yet some must serve6 ,not all with tranquil heart1 ,even at ,thy dear feet1 ,wrapped in devotion sweet1 ,may sit apart6 ,yes1 ,lord6 ,yet some must bear ,the burden of the day1 ,its labor and its heat1 ,while others at ,thy feet ,may muse and pray4 ,yes1 ,lord6 ,yet some must do ,life's daily task-work2 some ,who fain would sing must toil ,amid earth's dust and moil1 ,while lips are dumb6 ,yes1 ,lord6 ,yet man must earn ,and woman bake the bread2 ,and some must watch and wake ,early for others' sake1 ,who pray instead6 ,yes1 ,lord6 ,yet even thou ,hast need of earthly care2 ,i bring the bread and wine ,to ,thee a ,guest divine-- ,be this my prayer6 --,julia ,caroline ,ripley ,dorr4 ,if we sit down at set of sun ,and count the things that we have done1 ,and counting1 find ,one self-denying act1 one word ,that eased the heart of him who heard1 ,one glance most kind1 ,that fell like sunshine where it went1 ,then we may count the day well spent4 ,but if through all the livelong day ,we've eased no heart by yea or nay2 ,if through it all ,we've nothing done that we can trace ,that brought the sunshine to a face1 ,no act most small ,that helped some soul1 and nothing cost1 ,then count that day as worse than lost4 ,this for the day of life ,i ask3 ,some all-absorbing1 useful task2 ,and when 'tis wholly1 truly done1 ,a tranquil rest at set of sun4 ,,service ,ah6 grand is the world's work1 and noble1 forsooth1 ,the doing one's part1 be it ever so small6 ,you1 reaping with ,boaz1 ,i1 gleaning with ,ruth1 ,are honored by serving1 yet servants of all4 ,no drudge in his corner but speeds the world's wheels2 ,no serf in the field but is sowing ,god's seed-- ,more noble1 ,i think1 in the dust though he kneels1 ,than the pauper of wealth1 who makes scorn of the deed4 ,is toil but a treadmill8 ,think not of the grind1 ,but think of the grist1 what is done and to do1 ,the world growing better1 more like to ,god's mind1 ,by long1 faithful labor of helpers like you4 ,the broom or the spade or the shuttle1 that plies ,its own honest task in its own honest way1 ,serves heaven not less than a star in the skies-- ,what more could the ,pleiades do than obey8 --,james ,buckham4 ,,summer ,,and ,,winter ,if no kindly thought or word ,we can give1 some soul to bless1 ,if our hands1 from hour to hour1 ,do no deeds of gentleness2 ,if to lone and weary ones ,we no comfort will impart-- ,tho' 'tis summer in the sky1 ,yet 'tis winter in the heart6 ,if we strive to lift the gloom ,from a dark and burdened life2 ,if we seek to lull the storm ,of our fallen brother's strife2 ,if we bid all hate and scorn ,from the spirit to depart-- ,tho' 'tis winter in the sky1 ,yet 'tis summer in the heart6 ,,the ,,eleventh-,,hour ,,laborer ,idlers all day about the market-place ,they name us1 and our dumb lips answer not1 ,bearing the bitter while our sloth's disgrace1 ,and our dark tasking whereof none may wot4 ,oh1 the fair slopes where the grape-gatherers go6-- ,not they the day's fierce heat and burden bear1 ,but we who on the market-stones drop slow ,our barren tears1 while all the bright hours wear4 ,lord of the vineyard1 whose dear word declares ,our one hour's labor as the day's shall be1 ,what coin divine can make our wage as theirs ,who had the morning joy of work for ,thee8 --,l4 ,gray ,noble4 ,,thy ,,labor ,,is ,,not ,,in ,,vain ,i have labored in vain1 a preacher said1 ,and his brow was marked with care2 ,i have labored in vain4 ,he bowed down his head1 ,and bitter and sad were the tears he shed ,in that moment of dark despair4 ,i am weary and worn1 and my hands are weak1 ,and my courage is well-nigh gone2 ,for none give heed to the words ,i speak1 ,and in vain for a promise of fruit ,i seek ,where the seed of the ,word is sown4 ,and again with a sorrowful heart he wept1 ,for his spirit with grief was stirred1 ,till the night grew dark1 and at last he slept1 ,and a silent calm o'er his spirit crept1 ,and a whisper of peace was heard4 ,and he thought in his dream that his soul took flight ,to a blessed and bright abode2 ,he saw a throne of dazzling light1 ,and harps were ringing1 and robes were white-- ,made white in a ,saviour's blood4 ,and he saw such a countless throng around ,as he never had seen before1 ,their brows with jewels of light were crowned1 ,and sorrow and sighing no place had found-- ,the troubles of time were o'er4 ,then a white-robed maiden came forth and said1 ,joy6 ,joy6 for the trials are passed6 ,i am one that thy gentle words have led ,in the narrow pathway of life to tread-- ,i welcome thee home at last6 ,and the preacher gazed on the maiden's face-- ,he had seen that face on earth1 ,where1 with anxious heart1 in his wonted place ,he had told his charge of a ,saviour's grace1 ,and their need of a second birth4 ,then the preacher smiled1 and the angel said1 ,go forth to thy work again2 ,it is not in vain that the seed is shed-- ,if only ,,one soul to the cross is led1 ,thy labor is not in vain4 ,and at last he woke1 and his knee he bent ,in grateful1 childlike prayer1 ,and he prayed till an answer of peace was sent1 ,and ,faith and ,hope as a rainbow bent ,o'er the clouds of his earthly care4 ,and he rose in joy1 and his eye was bright4 ,his sorrow and grief had fled1 ,and his soul was calm and his heart was light1 ,for his hands were strong in his ,saviour's might ,as forth to his work he sped4 ,whatever dies1 or is forgot-- ,work done for ,god1 it dieth not4 ,,following ,,the ,,master ,i asked the ,lord that ,i might worthier be1 ,might grow in faith and hope and charity2 ,and straight1 ,go feed my lambs6 he answered me4 ,nay1 ,lord6 ,i cried4 ,can outward deeds avail ,to cleanse my spirit8 ,heart and courage fail ,and sins prevent1 and foes and fears assail4 ,and still1 ,go1 feed my lambs6 was all ,i heard4 ,but should ,i rest upon that simple word8 ,was that1 indeed1 my message from my ,lord8 ,behold1 ,i thought that he his hand would lay ,on my sick soul1 and words of healing say1 ,and charm the plague-spot from my heart away4 ,half wroth1 ,i turned to go2 but oh6 the look ,he on me cast--a gaze ,i could not brook2 ,with deep relentings all my spirit shook4 ,o dearest ,lord1 ,i cried1 ,i will obey1 ,say what thou wilt6 only lead thou the way2 ,for1 following thee1 my footsteps shall not stray4 ,he took me at my word4 ,he went before2 ,he led me to the dwellings of the poor1 ,where wolf-eyed ,want keeps watch beside the door4 ,he beckoned me1 and ,i essayed to go ,where ,sin and ,crime1 more sad than ,want and ,woe1 ,hold carnival1 and ,vice walks to and fro4 ,and when ,i faltered at the sight1 ,he said1 ,behold1 ,i died for such6 ,these hands have bled1 ,this side for such has pierced been1 he said4 ,is the disciple greater than his ,lord8 ,the servant than his ,master8 ,oh1 that word6 ,it smote me like a sharp1 two-edged sword6 ,and since that hour1 if any work of mine ,has been accepted by my ,lord as sign ,that ,i was following in his steps divine2 ,if1 serving others 7though imperfectly71 ,my own poor life has worthier come to be1 ,and ,i have grown in faith and charity1 ,dear ,lord1 be thine the glory6 ,thou hast wrought1 ,all unaware1 the blessing that ,i sought4 ,o that these lips might praise thee as they ought6 ,,be ,,always ,,giving ,the sun gives ever2 so the earth-- ,what it can give so much 'tis worth2 ,the ocean gives in many ways-- ,gives baths1 gives fishes1 rivers1 bays2 ,so1 too1 the air1 it gives us breath4 ,when it stops giving1 comes in death4 ,give1 give1 be always giving2 ,who gives not is not living2 ,the more you give ,the more you live4 ,god's love hath in us wealth unheaped ,only by giving it is reaped2 ,the body withers1 and the mind ,is pent up by a selfish rind4 ,give strength1 give thought1 give deeds1 give pelf1 ,give love1 give tears1 and give thyself4 ,give1 give1 be always giving1 ,who gives not is not living2 ,the more we give ,the more we live4 ,slightest actions often meet the sorest needs1 ,for the world wants daily little kindly deeds2 ,o1 what care and sorrow you may help remove ,with your song and courage1 sympathy and love4 ,,not ,,lost ,the look of sympathy2 the gentle word ,spoken so low that only angels heard2 ,the secret act of pure self-sacrifice1 ,unseen by men1 but marked by angels' eyes2 ,these are not lost4 ,the silent tears that fall at dead of night ,over soiled robes that once were pure and white2 ,the prayers that rise like incense from the soul1 ,longing for ,christ to make it clean and whole2 ,these are not lost4 ,the happy dreams that gladdened all our youth1 ,when dreams had less of self and more of truth2 ,the childhood's faith1 so tranquil and so sweet1 ,which sat like ,mary at the ,master's feet2 ,these are not lost4 ,the kindly plans devised for others' good1 ,so seldom guessed1 so little understood2 ,the quiet1 steadfast love that strove to win ,some wanderer from the ways of sin2 ,these are not lost4 ,not lost1 ,o ,lord6 for in ,thy city bright ,our eyes shall see the past by clearer light1 ,and things long hidden from our gaze below ,thou wilt reveal1 and we shall surely know ,they were not lost4 ,there's never a rose in all the world ,but makes some green spray sweeter2 ,there's never a wind in all the sky ,but makes some bird wing fleeter2 ,there's never a star but brings to heaven ,some silver radiance tender2 ,and never a rosy cloud but helps ,to crown the sunset splendor2 ,no robin but may thrill some heart1 ,his dawn like gladness voicing2 ,god gives us all some small sweet way ,to set the world rejoicing4 ,a ,,broader ,,field ,o thou who sighest for a broader field ,wherein to sow the seeds of truth and right-- ,who fain a fuller1 nobler power would wield ,o'er human souls that languish for the light-- ,search well the realm that even now is thine6 ,canst not thou in some far-off corner find ,a heart sin-bound1 like tree with sapping vine1 ,waiting for help its burdens to unbind8 ,some human plant1 perchance beneath thine eyes1 ,pierced through with hidden thorns of idle fears2 ,or drooping low for need of light from skies ,obscured by doubt-clouds raining poison tears8 ,some bruised soul the balm of love would heal2 ,some timid spirit faith would courage give2 ,or maimed brother1 who1 though brave and leal1 ,still needeth thee1 to rightly walk and live8 ,o while one soul thou findest which hath not known ,the fullest help thy soul hath power to give1 ,sigh not for fields still broader than thine own1 ,but1 steadfast in thine own1 more broadly live4 --,julia ,anna ,wolcott4 ,be it health or be it leisure1 ,be it skill we have to give1 ,still in spending it for others ,christians only really live4 ,not in having or receiving1 ,but in giving1 there is bliss2 ,he who has no other pleasure ,ever may rejoice in this4 ,,what ,,christ ,,said ,i said1 ,let me walk in the fields4 ,he said1 ,no1 walk in the town4 ,i said1 ,there are no flowers there4 ,he said1 ,no flowers1 but a crown4 ,i said1 ,but the skies are black2 ,there is nothing but noise and din4 ,and ,he wept as he sent me back2 ,there is more1 ,he said2 there is sin4 ,i said1 ,but the air is thick1 ,and fogs are veiling the sun4 ,he answered1 ,yet souls are sick1 ,and souls in the dark undone4 ,i said1 ,i shall miss the light1 ,and friends will miss me1 they say4 ,he answered1 ,choose to-night ,if ,i am to miss you1 or they4 ,i pleaded for time to be given4 ,he said1 ,is it hard to decide8 ,it will not seem hard in heaven ,to have followed the steps of your ,guide4 ,i cast one look at the fields1 ,then set my face to the town2 ,he said1 ,my child1 do you yield8 ,will you leave the flowers for the crown8 ,then into ,his hand went mine1 ,and into my heart came ,he2 ,and ,i walk in a light divine ,the path ,i had feared to see4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,,my ,,service ,i asked the ,lord to let me do ,some mighty work for ,him2 ,to fight amid ,his battle hosts1 ,then sing the victor's hymn4 ,i longed my ardent love to show1 ,but ,jesus would not have it so4 ,he placed me in a quiet home1 ,whose life was calm and still1 ,and gave me little things to do1 ,my daily round to fill2 ,i could not think it good to be ,just put aside so silently4 ,small duties gathered round my way1 ,they seemed of earth alone2 ,i1 who had longed for conquests bright ,to lay before ,his throne1 ,had common things to do and bear1 ,to watch and strive with daily care4 ,so then ,i thought my prayer unheard1 ,and asked the ,lord once more ,that ,he would give me work for ,him ,and open wide the door2 ,forgetting that my ,master knew ,just what was best for me to do4 ,then quietly the answer came1 ,my child1 ,i hear thy cry2 ,think not that mighty deeds alone ,will bring the victory4 ,the battle has been planned by ,me1 ,let daily life thy conquests see4 ,,pass ,,it ,,on ,have you had a kindness shown8 ,pass it on4 ,it was not given to you alone1 ,pass it on4 ,let it travel through the years2 ,let it wipe another's tears2 ,till in heaven the deed appears1 ,pass it on4 ,have you found the heavenly light8 ,pass it on4 ,souls are groping in the night1 ,daylight gone4 ,lift your lighted lamp on high1 ,be a star in some one's sky1 ,he may live who else would die4 ,pass it on4 ,,giving ,,and ,,taking ,who gives1 and hides the giving hand1 ,nor counts on favor1 fame1 or praise1 ,shall find his smallest gift outweighs ,the burden of the sea and land4 ,who gives to whom hath naught been given1 ,his gift in need1 though small indeed ,as is the grass-blade's wind-blown seed1 ,is large as earth and rich as heaven4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier1 from ,tinnevaluna of ,india4 ,,one ,,path ,,to ,,light ,what is the world8 ,a wandering maze1 ,where sin hath tracked a thousand ways ,her victims to ensnare4 ,all broad and winding and aslope1 ,all tempting with perfidious hope1 ,all ending in despair4 ,millions of pilgrims throng those roads1 ,bearing their baubles or their loads ,down to eternal night4 ,one only path that never bends1 ,narrow and rough and steep1 ascends ,through darkness into light4 ,is there no guide to show that path8 ,the ,bible4 ,he alone that hath ,the ,bible need not stray4 ,but he who hath and will not give ,that light of life to all that live1 ,himself shall lose the way4 ,,if ,,we ,,could ,,only ,,see ,it were not hard1 we think1 to serve ,him ,if we could only see6 ,if he would stand with that gaze intense ,burning into our bodily sense1 ,if we might look on that face most tender1 ,the brows where the scars are turned to splendor1 ,might catch the light of his smile so sweet1 ,and view the marks on his hands and feet1 ,how loyal we should be6 ,it were not hard1 we think1 to serve him1 ,if we could only see6 ,it were not hard1 he says1 to see him1 ,if we would only serve2 ,he that doeth the will of ,heaven1 ,to him shall knowledge and sight be given4 ,while for his presence we sit repining1 ,never we see his countenance shining2 ,they who toil where his reapers be ,the glow of his smile may always see1 ,and their faith can never swerve4 ,it were not hard1 he says1 to see him1 ,if we would only serve4 ,think not in sleep to fold thy hands1 ,forgetful of thy ,lord's commands1 ,from ,duty's claims no life is free1 ,behold6 ,to-day has need of thee4 ,,when ,,you ,,do ,,an ,,act ,you can never tell when you do an act ,just what the result will be2 ,but with every deed you are sowing a seed1 ,though its harvest you may not see4 ,each kindly act is an acorn dropped ,in ,god's productive soil2 ,though you may not know1 yet the tree shall grow ,and shelter the brows that toil4 ,,your ,,mission ,if you cannot on the ocean ,sail among the swiftest fleet1 ,rocking on the highest billows1 ,laughing at the storms you meet2 ,you can stand among the sailors ,anchored yet within the bay2 ,you can lend a hand to help them ,as they launch their boat away4 ,if you are too weak to journey ,up the mountain steep and high1 ,you can stand within the valley ,while the multitudes go by2 ,you can chant in happy measure ,as they slowly pass along2 ,though they may forget the singer ,they will not forget the song4 ,if you have not gold and silver ,ever ready to command2 ,if you cannot toward the needy1 ,reach an ever-open hand2 ,you can visit the afflicted1 ,o'er the erring you can weep2 ,you can be a true disciple ,sitting at the ,saviour's feet4 ,if you cannot in the harvest ,garner up the richest sheaves1 ,many a grain both ripe and golden ,will the careless reapers leave2 ,go and glean among the briers ,growing rank against the wall1 ,for it may be that their shadow ,hides the heaviest wheat of all4 ,if you cannot in the conflict ,prove yourself a soldier true1 ,if where fire and smoke are thickest ,there's no work for you to do2 ,when the battle-field is silent ,you can go with careful tread3 ,you can bear away the wounded1 ,you can cover up the dead4 ,if you cannot be the watchman1 ,standing high on ,zion's wall1 ,pointing out the path to heaven1 ,offering life and peace to all2 ,with your prayers and with your bounties ,you can do what ,heaven demands1 ,you can be like faithful ,aaron1 ,holding up the prophet's hands4 ,do not1 then1 stand idly waiting ,for some greater work to do2 ,fortune is a lazy goddess-- ,she will never come to you4 ,go and toil in any vineyard1 ,do not fear to do or dare2 ,if you want a field of labor ,you can find it anywhere4 --,g4 ,m4 ,grannis4 ,,the ,,faithful ,,monk ,golden gleams of noonday fell ,on the pavement of the cell1 ,and the monk still lingered there ,in the ecstasy of prayer2 ,fuller floods of glory streamed ,through the window1 and it seemed ,like an answering glow of love ,from the countenance above4 ,on the silence of the cell ,break the faint tones of a bell4 ',tis the hour when at the gate ,crowds of poor and hungry wait1 ,wan and wistful1 to be fed ,with the friar of mercy's bread4 ,hark6 that chime of heaven's far bells6 ,on the monk's rapt ear it swells1 ,no6 fond1 flattering dream1 away6 ,mercy calls2 no longer stay6 ,whom thou yearnest here to find ,in the musings of thy mind1 ,god and ,jesus1 lo1 they wait ,knocking at thy convent gate6 ,from his knees the monk arose2 ,with full heart and hand he goes1 ,at his gate the poor relieves1 ,gains a blessing and receives2 ,to his cell returned1 and there ,found the angel of his prayer1 ,who with radiant features said1 ,hadst thou stayed ,i must have fled4 --,charles ,timothy ,brooks4 ,,the ,,heavenly ,,presence ,somewhere ,i have read of an aged monk ,who1 kneeling one day in his cell1 ,beheld in a glorious vision the form ,of the dear ,lord ,christ2 and there fell ,upon him a rapture1 wondrously sweet1 ,and his lips could frame no word1 ,as he gazed on the form and noted the love ,that beamed from the face of his ,lord4 ,there came to his ears the sound of a bell ,which called him early and late ,to carry loaves to the wretched poor ,who lingered about the gate4 ,could he leave his cell now glorified ,by the presence of the ,christ1 ,the ,blessed ,son1 the ,holy ,one1 ,his ,saviour1 the ,sacrificed8 ,he went to his act of mercy1 and when ,he returned to his cell1 the dim ,gay light was dispelled as the loving ,christ ,re-entered to welcome him4 ,and the ,blessed ,one remained1 more fair1 ,more glorious than before1 ,and the heart of the aged monk was glad1 ,and his cell was dim no more4 ,draw nigh and abide with me1 ,o ,christ1 ,all through this day1 is the prayer ,which sounds from my heart1 and my lips repeat ,each morning1 and ,christ1 the ,fair1 ,seems very near as his words ,i hear1 ,though his form ,i do not see2 ,when you care for the least of these1 dear child1 ,you have done it unto me4 ,with loving service fill all this day1 ,do good in the name of your ,lord1 ,and ,i will be near1 your heart to cheer1 ,according to my word4 --,william ,norris ,burr4 ,,only ,it was only a blossom1 ,just the merest bit of bloom1 ,but it brought a glimpse of summer ,to the little darkened room4 ,it was only a glad good morning1 ,as she passed along the way2 ,but it spread the morning's glory ,over the livelong day4 ,only a song2 but the music1 ,though simply pure and sweet1 ,brought back to better pathways ,the reckless roving feet4 ,only1 in our blind wisdom1 ,how dare we say at all8 ,since the ages alone can tell us ,which is the great or small4 ,,something ,,you ,,can ,,do ,hark6 the voice of ,jesus calling1 ,who will go and work to-day8 ,fields are white and harvests waiting1 ,who will bear the sheaves away8 ,loud and long the ,master calleth1 ,rich reward he offers free2 ,who will answer1 gladly saying1 ,here am ,i1 send me1 send me4 ,if you cannot cross the ocean ,and the heathen lands explore1 ,you can find the heathen nearer1 ,you can help them at your door2 ,if you cannot give your thousands ,you can give the widow's mite2 ,and the least you give for ,jesus ,will be precious in his sight4 ,if you cannot speak like angels1 ,if you cannot preach like ,paul1 ,you can tell the love of ,jesus1 ,you can say he died for all4 ,if you cannot rouse the wicked ,with the ,judgment's dread alarms1 ,you can lead the little children ,to the ,saviour's waiting arms4 ,let none hear you idly saying ,there is nothing ,i can do1 ,while the sons of men are dying1 ,and the ,master calls for you4 ,take the task he gives you gladly1 ,let his work your pleasure be2 ,answer quickly1 when he calleth1 ,here am ,i1 send me1 send me4 --,daniel ,march4 ,,seedtime ,sow thou thy seed6 ,glad is the light of ,spring--the sun is glowing4 ,do thou thy deed3 ,who knows when flower or deed shall cease its growing8 ,thy seed may be ,bearer of thousands scattered far and near2 ,eternity ,may feel the impress of the deed done here4 --,arthur ,l4 ,salmon4 ,,toil ,a ,,blessing ,the toil of brain1 or heart1 or hand1 ,is man's appointed lot2 ,he who ,god's call can understand ,will work and murmur not4 ,toil is no thorny crown of pain1 ,bound round man's brow for sin2 ,true souls1 from it1 all strength may gain1 ,high manliness may win4 ,o ,god6 who workest hitherto1 ,working in all we see1 ,fain would we be1 and bear1 and do1 ,as best it pleaseth thee4 ,where'er thou sendest we will go1 ,nor any questions ask1 ,and that thou biddest we will do1 ,whatever be the task4 ,our skill of hand1 and strength of limb1 ,are not our own1 but thine2 ,we link them to the work of ,him ,who made all life divine4 ,our brother-friend1 thy holy ,son1 ,shared all our lot and strife2 ,and nobly will our work be done ,if molded by his life4 --,thomas ,w4 ,freckelton4 ,no service in itself is small2 ,none great1 though earth it fill2 ,but that is small that seeks its own1 ,and great that seeks ,god's will4 ,then hold my hand1 most gracious ,god1 ,guide all my goings still2 ,and let it be my life's one aim1 ,to know and do thy will4 ,,easily ,,given ,it was only a sunny smile1 ,and little it cost in the giving2 ,but it scattered the night ,like morning light1 ,and made the day worth living4 ,through life's dull warp a woof it wove1 ,in shining colors of light and love1 ,and the angels smiled as they watched above1 ,yet little it cost in giving4 ,it was only a kindly word1 ,and a word that was lightly spoken2 ,yet not in vain1 ,for it stilled the pain ,of a heart that was nearly broken4 ,it strengthened a fate beset by fears ,and groping blindly through mists of tears ,for light to brighten the coming years1 ,although it was lightly spoken4 ,it was only a helping hand1 ,and it seemed of little availing2 ,but its clasps were warm1 ,and it saved from harm ,a brother whose strength was failing4 ,its touch was tender as angels' wings1 ,but it rolled the stone from the hidden springs1 ,and pointed the way to higher things1 ,though it seemed of little availing4 ,a smile1 a word1 a touch1 ,and each is easily given2 ,yet one may win ,a soul from sin ,or smooth the way to heaven4 ,a smile may lighten a falling heart1 ,a word may soften pain's keenest smart1 ,a touch may lead us from sin apart-- ,how easily each is given6 ,,working ,,with ,,christ ,o matchless honor1 all unsought1 ,high privilege1 surpassing thought ,that thou shouldst call us1 ,lord1 to be ,linked in work-fellowship with thee6 ,to carry out thy wondrous plan1 ,to bear thy messages to man2 ,in trust1 with ,christ's own word of grace ,to every soul of human race4 ,,the ,,new ,,logion ,jesus saith1 and ,his deep ,saying who shall rightly understand1 ,rescued from the grasp of ages1 risen from its grave of sand8 ,who shall read its mystic meaning1 who explain its import high3 ,raise the stone and thou shalt find ,me1 cleave the wood and there am ,i8 ,does it mean the stone-built altar1 and the cleft-wood for its fire1 ,that with sacrificial offering shall the soul to ,god aspire1 ,purged and pure from sin's defilement1 lifting holy hands on high1 ,raise the stone and thou shalt find ,me1 cleave the wood and there am ,i8 ,does it mean that toil and action are the price that man shall pay1 ,striving the strait gait to enter1 pressing on the narrow way1 ,clearing it from shade and hindrance1 with strong arm and purpose high1 ,raise the stone and thou shalt find ,me1 cleave the wood and there am ,i8 ,does it mean that he who seeketh may ,thy presence always see ,in the common things around him1 in the stone and in the tree1 ,underlying1 all-pervading1 ,soul of ,nature1 ever nigh1 ,raise the stone and thou shalt find ,me1 cleave the wood and there am ,i8 ,yea1 in all our work and worship1 in our quiet1 in our strife1 ,in the daily1 busy handwork1 in the soul's most ardent life1 ,each may read his own true meaning of the ,saying deep and high1 ,raise the stone and thou shalt find ,me1 cleave the wood and there am ,i4 --,mrs4 ,henry ,b4 ,smith4 ,he's true to ,god1 who's true to man2 wherever wrong is done1 ,to the humblest and the weakest1 'neath the all-beholding sun1 ,that wrong is also done to us2 and they are slaves most base ,whose love of right is for themselves1 and not for all their race4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,her ,,creed ,she stood before a chosen few1 ,with modest air and eyes of blue2 ,a gentle creature1 in whose face ,were mingled tenderness and grace4 ,you wish to join our fold1 they said2 ,do you believe in all that's read ,from ritual and written creed1 ,essential to our human need8 ,a troubled look was in her eyes2 ,she answered1 as in vague surprise1 ,as though the sense to her were dim4 ,i only strive to follow ,him4 ,they knew her life1 how oft she stood1 ,pure in her guileless maidenhood1 ,by dying bed1 in hovel lone1 ,whose sorrow she had made her own4 ,oft had her voice in prayer been heard1 ,sweet as the note of any bird2 ,her hand been open in distress2 ,her joy to brighten and to bless4 ,yet still she answered1 when they sought ,to know her inmost1 earnest thought1 ,with look as of the seraphim ,i only strive to follow ,him4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,,waking ,,thoughts ,another day ,god gives me1 pure and white4 ,how can ,i make it holy in his sight8 ,small means have ,i and but a narrow sphere1 ,yet work is round me1 for he placed me here4 ,how can ,i serve thee1 ,lord8 ,open mine eyes2 ,show me the duty that around me lies4 ,the house is small1 but human hearts are there1 ,and for this day at least beneath thy care4 ,someone is sad--then speak a word of cheer2 ,someone is lonely--make him welcome here2 ,someone has failed--protect him from despair2 ,someone is poor--there's something you can spare6 ,thine own heart's sorrow mention but in prayer1 ,and carry sunshine with thee everywhere4 ,the little duties do with all thine heart ,and from things sordid keep a mind apart2 ,then sleep1 my child1 and take a well-earned rest1 ,in blessing others thou thyself art blest6 ,,lonely ,,service ,methought that in a solemn church ,i stood2 ,its marble acres1 worn with knees and feet1 ,lay spread from door to door1 from street to street4 ,midway the form hung high upon the rood ,of ,him who gave his life to be our good4 ,beyond1 priests flitted1 bowed1 and murmured meet ,among the candles1 shining still and sweet4 ,men came and went1 and worshipped as they could-- ,and still their dust a woman with her broom1 ,bowed to her work1 kept sweeping to the door4 ,then saw ,i1 slow through all the pillared gloom1 ,across the church a silent figure come2 ,daughter1 it said1 thou sweepest well my floor4 ,it is the ,lord6 ,i cried1 and saw no more4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,,share ,,your ,,blessings ,dig channels for the streams of love1 ,where they may broadly run1 ,and love has overflowing streams ,to fill them every one4 ,but if at any time thou cease ,such channels to provide1 ,the very founts of love to thee ,will soon be parched and dried4 ,for thou must share if thou wouldst keep ,that good thing from above2 ,ceasing to share you cease to have2 ,such is the law of love4 ,,only ,a ,,little ,only a seed--but it chanced to fall ,in a little cleft of a city wall1 ,and taking root1 grew bravely up ,till a tiny blossom crowned its top4 ,only a thought--but the work it wrought ,could never by tongue or pen be taught2 ,for it ran through a life like a thread of gold1 ,and the life bore fruit--a hundred fold4 ,only a word--but 'twas spoken in love1 ,with a whispered prayer to the ,lord above2 ,and the angels in heaven rejoiced once more1 ,for a new-born soul entered in by the door4 ,,paul ,,at ,,melita ,secure in his prophetic strength1 ,the water peril o'er1 ,the many-gifted man at length ,stepped on the promised shore4 ,he trod the shore2 but not to rest1 ,nor wait till angels came2 ,lo6 humblest pains the saint attest1 ,the firebrands and the flame4 ,but when he felt the viper's smart1 ,then instant aid was given4 ,christian1 hence learn to do thy part1 ,and leave the rest to ,heaven4 --,john ,henry ,newman4 ,all service ranks the same with ,god2 ,if now1 as formerly ,he trod ,paradise1 ,his presence fills ,our earth1 each only as ,god wills ,can work--,god's puppets1 best and worst1 ,are we2 there is no last nor first4 ,say not a small event6 ,why small8 ,costs it more pain that this1 ye call ,a great event1 should come to pass ,than that8 ,untwine me1 from the mass ,of deeds which make up life1 one deed ,power shall fall short in1 or exceed4 --,robert ,browning4 ,what will it matter in a little while ,that for a day ,we met and gave a word1 a touch1 a smile1 ,upon the way8 ,these trifles6 ,can they make or mar ,human life8 ,are souls as lightly swayed as rushes are ,by love or strife8 ,yea1 yea1 a look the fainting heart may break1 ,or make it whole1 ,and just one word1 if said for love's sweet sake1 ,may save a soul4 ,get leave to work ,in this world--'tis the best you get at all2 ,for ,god in cursing gives us better gifts ,than men in benediction4 ,god says1 ,sweat ,for foreheads2 men say crowns2 and so we are crowned-- ,ay1 gashed by some tormenting circle of steel ,which snaps with a secret spring4 ,get work2 get work2 ,be sure 'tis better than what you work to get4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,be useful where thou livest1 that they may ,both want and wish thy pleasing presence still2 ,kindness1 good parts1 great places1 are the way ,to compass this4 ,find out men's wants and will1 ,and meet them there4 ,all worldly joys go less ,to the one joy of doing kindnesses4 --,george ,herbert4 ,when ,he who1 sad and weary1 longing sore ,for love's sweet service sought the sisters' door1 ,one saw the heavenly1 one the human guest2 ,but who shall say which loved the ,master best8 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,oft1 when the ,word is on me to deliver1 ,opens the heaven1 and the ,lord is there4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 ,then with a rush the intolerable craving ,shivers throughout me like a trumpet call-- ,oh to save these6 to perish for their saving1 ,die for their life1 be offered for them all6 ,no man is born into the world whose work ,is not born with him2 there is always work1 ,and tools to work withal1 for those who will2 ,and blessed are the horny hands of toil6 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,the ,holy ,supper is kept1 indeed1 ,in whatso we share with another's need2 ,not what we give1 but what we share1 ,for the gift without the giver is bare2 ,who gives himself with his alms feeds three3 ,himself1 his hungering neighbor1 and ,me4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,look not beyond the stars for heaven1 ,nor 'neath the sea for hell2 ,know thou1 who leads a useful life ,in ,paradise doth dwell4 --,hafiz1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,small service is true service while it lasts3 ,of humblest friends1 bright creature1 scorn not one2 ,the daisy1 by the shadow that it casts1 ,protects the lingering dewdrop from the sun4 --,william ,wordsworth4 ,mechanic soul1 thou must not only do ,with ,martha1 but with ,mary ponder too2 ,happy's the home where these fair sisters vary2 ,but most1 when ,martha's reconciled to ,mary4 --,francis ,quarles4 ,if thou hast the gift of strength1 then know ,thy part is to uplift the trodden low2 ,else1 in the giant's grasp1 until the end ,a hopeless wrestler shall thy soul contend4 --,george ,meredith4 ,the best men doing their best ,know1 peradventure1 least of what they do4 ,men usefullest i' the world are simply used4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,new words to speak1 new thoughts to hear1 ,new love to give and take2 ,perchance new burdens ,i may bear ,to-day for love's sweet sake4 ,he doth good work whose heart can find ,the spirit 'neath the letter2 ,who makes his kind of happier mind1 ,leaves wiser men and better4 ,work for some good1 be it ever so slowly1 ,cherish some flower1 be it ever so lowly1 ,labor--all labor is noble and holy4 --,frances ,sargent ,osgood4 ,in silence mend what ills deform the mind2 ,but all thy good impart to all thy kind4 --,john ,sterling4 ,god gave me something very sweet to be mine own this day3 ,a precious opportunity a word for ,christ to say4 ,that best portion of a good man's life-- ,his little1 nameless1 unremembered acts ,of kindness and of love4 --,william ,wordsworth4 ,wouldst thou go forth to bless1 be sure of thine own ground1 ,fix well thy center first1 then draw thy circle round4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,,brotherhood ,,charity1 ,,sympathy1 ,,example1 ,,influence ,,the ,,house ,,by ,,the ,,side ,,of ,,the ,,road ,there are hermit souls that live withdrawn ,in the peace of their self-content2 ,there are souls1 like stars1 that dwell apart ,in a fellowless firmament2 ,there are pioneer souls that blaze their paths ,where highways never ran-- ,but let me live by the side of the road ,and be a friend to man4 ,let me live in a house by the side of the road1 ,where the race of men go by-- ,the men who are good and the men who are bad1 ,as good and as bad as ,i4 ,i would not sit in the scorner's seat1 ,or hurl the cynic's ban-- ,let me live in a house by the side of the road1 ,and be a friend to man4 ,i see from my house by the side of the road1 ,by the side of the highway of life1 ,the men who press with the ardor of hope ,the men who are faint with the strife4 ,but ,i turn not away from their smiles nor their tears-- ,both parts of an infinite plan-- ,let me live in a house by the side of the road ,and be a friend to man4 ,i know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead ,and mountains of wearisome height2 ,and the road passes on through the long afternoon ,and stretches away to the night4 ,but still ,i rejoice when the travelers rejoice1 ,and weep with the strangers that moan1 ,nor live in my house by the side of the road ,like a man who dwells alone4 ,let me live in my house by the side of the road ,where the race of men go by-- ,they are good1 they are bad1 they are weak1 they are strong1 ,wise1 foolish--so am ,i4 ,then why should ,i sit in the scorner's seat ,or hurl the cynic's ban8 ,let me live in my house by the side of the road ,and be a friend to man4 --,sam ,walter ,foss4 ,,is ,,your ,,lamp ,,burning8 ,say1 is your lamp burning1 my brother8 ,i pray you look quickly and see2 ,for if it were burning1 then surely ,some beams would fall brightly on me4 ,straight1 straight is the road1 but ,i falter4 ,and oft ,i fall out by the way2 ,then lift your lamp higher1 my brother1 ,lest ,i should make fatal delay4 ,there are many and many around you ,who follow wherever you go2 ,if you thought that they walked in the shadow ,your lamp would burn brighter1 ,i know4 ,upon the dark mountains they stumble1 ,they are bruised on the rocks1 and they lie ,with their white pleading faces turned upward ,to the clouds and the pitiful sky4 ,there is many a lamp that is lighted1 ,we behold them anear and afar1 ,but not many among them1 my brother1 ,shine steadily on1 like a star4 ,i think1 were they trimmed night and morning1 ,they would never burn down or go out1 ,though from the four quarters of heaven ,the winds were all blowing about4 ,if once all the lamps that are lighted ,should steadily blaze in a line1 ,wide over the land and the ocean1 ,what a girdle of glory would shine6 ,how all the dark places would brighten6 ,how the mists would roll up and away6 ,how the earth would laugh out in her gladness ,to hail the millennial day6 ,say1 is your lamp burning1 my brother8 ,i pray you look quickly and see2 ,for if it were burning1 then surely ,some beams would fall brightly on me4 ,,if ,i ,,should ,,die ,,to-,,night ,if ,i should die to-night1 ,my friends would look upon my quiet face ,before they laid it in its resting-place1 ,and deem that death had left it almost fair1 ,and laying snow-white flowers upon my hair1 ,would smooth it down with tearful tenderness1 ,and fold my hands with lingering caress-- ,poor hands1 so empty and so cold to-night6 ,if ,i should die to-night1 ,my friends would call to mind1 with loving thought1 ,some kindly deed the icy hand had wrought1 ,some gentle word the frozen lips had said-- ,errands on which the willing feet had sped2 ,the memory of my selfishness and pride1 ,my hasty words1 would all be put aside1 ,and so ,i should be loved and mourned to-night4 ,if ,i should die to-night1 ,even hearts estranged would turn once more to me1 ,recalling other days remorsefully4 ,the eyes that chill me with averted glance ,would look upon me as of yore1 perchance1 ,and soften in the old familiar way2 ,for who would war with dumb1 unconscious clay8 ,so ,i might rest1 forgiven of all to-night4 ,o friends1 ,i pray to-night1 ,keep not your kisses for my dead cold brow4 ,the way is lonely2 let me feel them now4 ,think gently of me2 ,i am travel-worn1 ,my faltering feet are pierced with many a thorn4 ,forgive6 ,o hearts estranged1 forgive1 ,i plead6 ,when ceaseless bliss is mine ,i shall not need ,the tenderness for which ,i long to-night4 --,belle ,eugenia ,smith4 ,,fruition ,we scatter seeds with careless hand ,and dream we ne'er shall see them more1 ,but for a thousand years ,their fruit appears ,in weeds that mar the land ,or helpful store4 ,the deeds we do1 the words we say-- ,into still air they seem to fleet2 ,we count them ever past2 ,but they shall last-- ,in the dread judgment they ,and we shall meet4 ,i charge thee by the years gone by1 ,for the love's sake of brethren dear1 ,keep thou the one true way1 ,in work and play1 ,lest in that world their cry ,of woe thou hear4 --,john ,keble4 ,still shines the light of holy lives ,like star beams over doubt2 ,each sainted memory1 ,christlike1 drives ,some dark possession out4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,have ,,charity ,then gently scan your brother man1 ,still gentler sister woman2 ,though they may gang a kennin' wrang ,to step aside is human3 ,one point must still be greatly dark1 ,the moving why they do it3 ,and just as lamely can ye mark ,how far1 perhaps1 they rue it4 ,who made the heart1 'tis ,he alone ,decidedly can try us2 ,he knows each chord--its various tone1 ,each spring--its various bias2 ,then at the balance let's be mute1 ,we never can adjust it2 ,what's done we partly may compute1 ,but know not what's resisted4 --,robert ,burns4 ,,the ,,voice ,,of ,,pity ,couldst thou boast1 ,o child of weakness1 ,o'er the sons of wrong and strife1 ,were their strong temptations planted ,in thy path of life8 ,he alone whose hand is bounding ,human power and human will1 ,looking through each soul's surrounding1 ,knows its good or ill4 ,earnest words must needs be spoken ,when the warm heart bleeds or burns ,with its scorn of wrong1 or pity ,for the wronged1 by turns4 ,but1 by all thy nature's weakness1 ,hidden faults and follies known1 ,be thou1 in rebuking evil1 ,conscious of thine own4 ,not the less shall stern-eyed ,duty ,to thy lips her trumpet set1 ,but with harsher blasts shall mingle ,wailings of regret4 ,so when thoughts of evil-doers ,waken scorn or hatred move1 ,shall a mournful fellow-feeling ,temper all with love4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ',tis the ,almighty's gracious plan1 ,that man shall be the joy of man4 --,from the ,scandinavian1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,,judge ,,not ,judge not2 the workings of his brain ,and of his heart thou canst not see2 ,what looks to thy dim eyes a stain ,in ,god's pure light may only be ,a scar--brought from some well-won field ,where thou wouldst only faint and yield4 ,the look1 the air1 that frets thy sight ,may be a token that1 below1 ,the soul has closed in deadly fight ,with some infernal fiery foe-- ,whose glance would scorch thy smiling grace ,and cast thee shuddering on thy face6 ,the fall thou darest to despise-- ,may be the angel's slackened hand ,has suffered it1 that he may rise ,and take a firmer1 surer stand2 ,or1 trusting less to earthly things1 ,may henceforth learn to use his wings4 ,and judge none lost2 but wait and see ,with hopeful pity1 not disdain1 ,the depth of the abyss may be ,the measure of the height of pain1 ,and love and glory that may raise ,this soul to ,god in after days4 --,adelaide ,anne ,procter4 ,,think ,,gently ,,of ,,the ,,erring ,think gently of the erring2 ,ye know not of the power ,with which the dark temptation came ,in some unguarded hour2 ,ye may not know how earnestly ,they struggled1 or how well1 ,until the hour of weakness came ,and sadly thus they fell4 ,think gently of the erring2 ,oh1 do not thou forget1 ,however darkly stained by sin1 ,he is thy brother yet2 ,heir of the self-same heritage1 ,child of the self-same ,god1 ,he has but stumbled in the path ,thou hast in weakness trod4 ,speak gently to the erring2 ,for is it not enough ,that innocence and peace have gone1 ,without thy censure rough8 ,it sure must be a weary lot1 ,that sin-stained heart to bear1 ,and those who share a happier fate ,their chidings well may spare4 ,speak gently to the erring2 ,thou yet mayst lead them back1 ,with holy words and tones of love1 ,from misery's thorny track2 ,forget not thou hast often sinned1 ,and sinful yet must be2 ,deal gently with the erring1 then1 ,as ,god has dealt with thee4 --,julia ,a4 ,fletcher4 ,,harsh ,,judgments ,o ,god6 whose thoughts are brightest light1 ,whose love runs always clear1 ,to whose kind wisdom sinning souls ,amidst their sins are dear1 ,sweeten my bitter-thoughted heart ,with charity like thine1 ,till self shall be the only spot ,on earth which does not shine4 ,i often see in my own thoughts1 ,when they lie nearest ,thee1 ,that the worst men ,i ever knew ,were better men than me4 ,he whom no praise can reach is aye ,men's least attempts approving2 ,whom justice makes all-merciful ,omniscience makes all-loving4 ,how thou canst think so well of us ,yet be the ,god thou art1 ,is darkness to my intellect1 ,but sunshine to my heart4 ,yet habits linger in the soul2 ,more grace1 ,o ,lord6 more grace6 ,more sweetness from thy loving heart6 ,more sunshine from thy face6 ,the discord is within1 which jars ,so sadly in life's song2 ',tis we1 not they1 who are in fault1 ,when others seem so wrong4 ',tis we who weigh upon ourselves2 ,self is the irksome weight2 ,to those who can see straight themselves1 ,all things look always straight4 ,my ,god1 with what surpassing love ,thou lovest all on earth2 ,how good the least good is to thee1 ,how much each soul is worth6 ,all bitterness is from ourselves2 ,all sweetness is from thee2 ,sweet ,god6 for evermore be thou ,fountain and fire in me6 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,how ,,to ,,judge ,judge the people by their actions--tis a rule you often get-- ,judge the actions by their people is a wiser maxim yet4 ,have ,i known you1 brother1 sister8 ,have ,i looked into your heart8 ,mingled with your thoughts my feelings1 taken of your life my part8 ,through the warp of your convictions sent the shuttle of my thought ,till the web became the ,credo1 for us both1 of ,should and ,ought8 ,seen in thousand ways your nature1 in all act and look and speech8 ,by that large induction only ,i your law of being reach4 ,now ,i hear of this wrong action--what is that to you and me8 ,sin within you may have done it--fruit not nature to the tree4 ,foreign graft has come to bearing--mistletoe grown on your bough-- ,if ,i ever really knew you1 then1 my friend1 ,i know you now4 ,so ,i say1 ,he never did it1 or1 ,he did not so intend2 ,or1 ,some foreign power o'ercame him--so ,i judge the action1 friend4 ,let the mere outside observer note appearance as he can2 ,we1 more righteous judgment passing1 test each action by its man4 --,james ,freeman ,clarke4 ,,to ,,know ,,all ,,is ,,to ,,forgive ,,all ,if ,i knew you and you knew me1 ,if both of us could clearly see1 ,and with an inner sight divine ,the meaning of your heart and mine1 ,i'm sure that we would differ less1 ,and clasp our hands in friendliness2 ,our thoughts would pleasantly agree ,if ,i knew you and you knew me4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,,kindness ,a little word in kindness spoken1 ,a motion1 or a tear1 ,has often healed the heart that's broken ,and made a friend sincere4 ,a word1 a look1 has crushed to earth ,full many a budding flower1 ,which1 had a smile but owned its birth1 ,would bless life's darkest hour4 ,then deem it not an idle thing ,a pleasant word to speak2 ,the face you wear1 the thought you bring1 ,a heart may heal or break4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,if ,,we ,,knew ,if we knew the cares and sorrows ,crowded round our neighbor's way1 ,if we knew the little losses1 ,sorely grievous1 day by day1 ,would we then so often chide him ,for the lack of thrift and gain1 ,leaving on his heart a shadow ,leaving on our hearts a stain8 ,if we knew the clouds above us1 ,held by gentle blessings there1 ,would we turn away1 all trembling1 ,in our blind and weak despair8 ,would we shrink from little shadows ,lying on the dewy grass ,while 'tis only birds of ,eden ,just in mercy flying past8 ,let us reach within our bosoms ,for the key to other lives1 ,and with love to erring natures ,cherish good that still survives2 ,so that when our disrobed spirits ,soar to realms of light again1 ,we may say1 ,dear ,father1 judge us ,as we judged our fellow men4 ,time to me this truth hath taught1 ',tis a truth that's worth revealing3 ,more offend from want of thought ,than from want of feeling4 ,if advice we would convey1 ,there's a time we should convey it2 ,if we've but a word to say1 ,there's a time in which to say it4 ,,honor ,,all ,,men ,great ,master6 teach us how to hope in man3 ,we lift our eyes upon his works and ways1 ,and disappointment chills us as we gaze1 ,our dream of him so far the truth outran1 ,so far his deeds are ever falling short4 ,and then we fold our graceful hands and say1 ,the world is vulgar4 ,didst thou turn away1 ,o ,sacred ,spirit1 delicately wrought1 ,because the humble souls of ,galilee ,were tuned not to the music of thine own ,and chimed not to the pulsing undertone ,which swelled ,thy loving bosom like the sea8 ,shame thou our coldness1 most benignant ,friend1 ,when we so daintily do condescend4 --,martha ,perry ,howe4 ,,brotherhood ,that plenty but reproaches me ,which leaves my neighbor bare4 ,not wholly glad my heart can be ,while his is bowed with care4 ,if ,i go free1 and sound1 and stout1 ,while his poor fetters clank1 ,unsated still1 ,i'll still cry out1 ,and plead with ,whom ,i thank4 ,almighty1 thou who ,father be ,of him1 of me1 of all1 ,draw us together1 him and me1 ,that1 whichsoever fall1 ,the other's hand may fail him not-- ,the other's strength decline ,no task of succor that his lot ,may claim from son of thine4 ,i would be fed4 ,i would be clad4 ,i would be housed and dry4 ,but if so be my heart is sad-- ,what benefit have ,i8 ,best he whose shoulders best endure ,the load that brings relief2 ,and best shall be his joy secure ,who shares that joy with grief4 --,edward ,sandford ,martin4 ,,the ,,life ,i ,,seek ,not in some cloistered cell ,dost thou1 ,lord1 bid me dwell ,my love to show1 ,but 'mid the busy marts1 ,where men with burdened hearts ,do come and go4 ,some tempted soul to cheer ,when breath of ill is near ,and foes annoy2 ,the sinning to restrain1 ,to ease the throb of pain-- ,be such my joy4 ,lord1 make me quick to see ,each task awaiting me1 ,and quick to do2 ,oh1 grant me strength1 ,i pray1 ,with lowly love each day1 ,and purpose true1 ,to go as ,jesus went1 ,spending and being spent1 ,myself forgot2 ,supplying human needs ,by loving words and deeds-- ,oh1 happy lot6 --,robert ,m4 ,offord4 ,,thy ,,brother ,when thy heart with joy o'erflowing ,sings a thankful prayer1 ,in thy joy1 ,o let thy brother ,with thee share4 ,when the harvest sheaves ingathered ,fill thy barns with store1 ,to thy ,god and to thy brother ,give the more4 ,if thy soul with power uplifted ,yearns for glorious deed1 ,give thy strength to serve thy brother ,in his need4 ,hast thou borne a secret sorrow ,in thy lonely breast8 ,take to thee thy sorrowing brother ,for a guest4 ,share with him thy bread of blessing1 ,sorrow's burden share2 ,when thy heart enfolds a brother1 ,god is there4 --,theodore ,chickering ,williams4 ,,all',s ,,well ,sweet-voiced ,hope1 thy fine discourse ,foretold not half life's good to me3 ,thy painter1 ,fancy1 hath not force ,to show how sweet it is to be6 ,thy witching dream ,and pictured scheme ,to match the fact still want the power3 ,thy promise brave-- ,from birth to grave-- ,life's boon may beggar in an hour4 ,ask and receive1 'tis sweetly said2 ,yet what to plead for know ,i not2 ,for wish is wasted1 hope o'ersped1 ,and aye to thanks returns my thought4 ,if ,i would pray1 ,i've naught to say ,but this1 that ,god may be ,god still2 ,for him to live ,is still to give1 ,and sweeter than my wish1 his will4 ,o wealth of life beyond all bound6 ,eternity each moment given6 ,what plummet may the ,present sound ,who promises a future heaven8 ,or glad or grieved1 ,oppressed1 relieved1 ,in blackest night or brightest day1 ,still pours the flood ,of golden good1 ,and more than heartful fills me aye4 ,my wealth is common2 ,i possess ,no petty province1 but the whole4 ,what's mine alone is mine far less ,than treasure shared by every soul1 ,talk not of store1 ,millions or more-- ,of values which the purse may hold-- ,but this divine6 ,i own the mine ,whose grains outweigh a planet's gold4 ,i have a stake in every star1 ,in every beam that fills the day2 ,all hearts of men my coffers are1 ,my ores arterial tides convey2 ,the fields and skies ,and sweet replies ,of thought to thought are my gold-dust1 ,the oaks and brooks ,and speaking looks ,of lovers' faith and friendship's trust4 ,life's youngest tides joy-brimming flow ,for him who lives above all years2 ,who all-immortal makes the ,now1 ,and is not ta'en in ,time's arrears2 ,his life's a hymn ,the seraphim ,might stop to hear or help to sing1 ,and to his soul ,the boundless whole ,its bounty all doth daily bring4 ,all mine is thine1 the sky-soul saith2 ,the wealth ,i am must then become ,richer and richer1 breath by breath-- ,immortal gain1 immortal room6 ,and since all his ,mine also is1 ,life's gift outruns my fancies far1 ,and drowns the dream ,in larger stream1 ,as morning drinks the morning star4 --,david ,atwood ,wasson4 ,,how ,,doth ,,death ,,speak ,,of ,,our ,,beloved8 ,how doth death speak of our beloved ,when it has laid them low1 ,when it has set its hallowing touch ,on speechless lip and brow8 ,it clothes their every gift and grace ,with radiance from the holiest place1 ,with light as from an angel's face1 ,recalling with resistless force ,and tracing to their hidden source ,deeds scarcely noticed in their course-- ,this little loving fond device1 ,that daily act of sacrifice1 ,of which too late we learned the price4 ,opening our weeping eyes to trace ,simple unnoticed kindnesses1 ,forgotten tones of tenderness1 ,which evermore to us must be ,sacred as hymns in infancy ,learnt listening at a mother's knee4 ,thus doth death speak of our beloved ,when it has laid them low4 ,then let love antedate the work of death1 ,and speak thus now4 99 99 99 99 99 ,how does death speak of our beloved ,when it has laid them low1 ,when it has set its hallowing touch ,on speechless lip and brow8 ,it sweeps their faults with heavy hand ,as sweeps the sea the trampled sand1 ,till scarce the faintest print is scanned4 ,it shows how much the vexing deed ,was but a generous nature's weed ,or some choice virtue run to seed2 ,how that small fretting fretfulness ,was but love's overanxiousness1 ,which had not been had love been less2 ,this failing at which we repined ,but the dim shade of day declined ,which should have made us doubly kind4 ,it takes each failing on our part ,and brands it in upon the heart ,with caustic power and cruel art4 ,the small neglect that may have pained ,a giant stature will have gained ,when it can never be explained2 ,the little service which had proved ,how tenderly we watched and loved1 ,and those mute lips to smiles had moved2 ,the little gift from out our store ,which might have cheered some cheerless hour ,when they with earth's poor needs were poor4 ,it shows our faults like fires at night2 ,it sweeps their failings out of sight2 ,it clothes their good in heavenly light4 ,o ,christ1 our life1 foredate the work of death ,and do this now2 ,thou1 who art love1 thus hallow our beloved2 ,not death1 but ,thou6 --,elizabeth ,rundle ,charles4 ,god gives each man one life1 like a lamp1 then gives ,that lamp due measure of oil3 ,lamp lighted--hold high1 wave wide1 ,its comfort for others to share6 --,muleykeh4 ,,the ,,new ,,era ,it is coming6 it is coming6 ,the day is just a-dawning ,when man shall be to fellow-man a helper and a brother2 ,when the mansion1 with its gilded hall1 its tower and arch and awning1 ,shall be to hovel desolate a kind and foster-mother4 ,when the men who work for wages shall not toil from morn till even1 ,with no vision of the sunlight1 nor flowers1 nor birds a-singing2 ,when the men who hire the workers1 blest with all the gifts of heaven1 ,shall the golden rule remember1 its glad millennium bringing4 ,the time is coming when the man who cares not for another ,shall be accounted as a stain upon a fair creation2 ,who lives to fill his coffers full1 his better self to smother1 ,as blight and mildew on the fame and glory of a nation4 ,the hours are growing shorter for the millions who are toiling1 ,and the homes are growing better for the millions yet to be2 ,and the poor shall learn the lesson1 how that waste and sin are spoiling ,the fairest and the finest of a grand humanity4 ,it is coming6 it is coming6 and men's thoughts are growing deeper2 ,they are giving of their millions as they never gave before2 ,they are learning the new gospel1 man must be his brother's keeper1 ,and right1 not might1 shall triumph1 and the selfish rule no more4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,to a darning-needle once exclaimed the kitchen sieve1 ,you've a hole right through your body1 and ,i wonder how you live4 ,but the needle 7who was sharp7 replied1 ,i too have wondered ,that you notice my one hole1 when in you there are a hundred6 --,saadi1 tr4 by ,james ,freeman ,clarke4 ,,looking ,,for ,,pearls ,the ,master came one evening to the gate ,of a fair city2 it was growing late1 ,and sending his disciples to buy food1 ,he wandered forth intent on doing good1 ,as was his wont4 ,and in the market-place ,he saw a crowd1 close gathered in one space1 ,gazing with eager eyes upon the ground1 ,jesus drew nearer1 and thereon he found ,a noisome creature1 a bedraggled wreck-- ,a dead dog with a halter round his neck1 ,and those who stood by mocked the object there1 ,and one said1 scoffing1 ,it pollutes the air6 ,another1 jeering1 asked1 ,how long to-night ,shall such a miscreant cur offend our sight8 ,look at his torn hide1 sneered a ,jewish wit1 ,you could not cut even a shoe from it1 ,and turned away4 ,behold his ears that bleed1 ,a fourth chimed in1 an unclean wretch indeed6 ,he hath been hanged for thieving1 they all cried4 ,and spurned the loathsome beast from side to side4 ,then ,jesus1 standing by them in the street1 ,looked on the poor1 spent creature at his feet1 ,and1 bending o'er him1 spake unto the men1 ,pearls are not whiter than his teeth4 ,and then ,the people at each other gazed1 asking1 ,who is this stranger pitying this vile thing8 ,then one exclaimed1 with awe-abated breath1 ,this surely is the ,man of ,nazareth2 ,this must be ,jesus1 for none else but he ,something to praise in a dead dog could see6 ,and1 being ashamed1 each scoffer bowed his head1 ,and from the sight of ,jesus turned and fled4 ,vice is a monster of so frightful mien ,as1 to be hated1 needs but to be seen2 ,yet seen too oft1 familiar with her face1 ,we first endure1 then pity1 then embrace4 --,alexander ,pope4 ,,what ,,might ,,be ,,done ,what might be done if men were wise-- ,what glorious deeds1 my suffering brother1 ,would they unite ,in love and right1 ,and cease their scorn of one another6 ,oppression's heart might be imbued ,with kindling drops of loving-kindness1 ,and knowledge pour ,from shore to shore ,light on the eyes of mental blindness4 ,all slavery1 warfare1 lies1 and wrongs1 ,all vice and crime1 might die together2 ,and wine and corn ,to each man born ,be free as warmth in summer weather4 ,the meanest wretch that ever trod1 ,the deepest sunk in guilt and sorrow1 ,might stand erect ,in self-respect1 ,and share the teeming world to-morrow4 ,what might be done8 ,this might be done4 ,and more than this1 my suffering brother2 ,more than the tongue ,e'er said or sung ,if men were wise and loved each other4 --,charles ,mackay4 ,if ,i could see ,a brother languishing in sore distress1 ,and ,i should turn and leave him comfortless1 ,when ,i might be ,a messenger of hope and happiness-- ,how could ,i ask to have that ,i denied ,in my own hour of bitterness supplied8 ,if ,i might share ,a brother's load along the dusty way1 ,and ,i should turn and walk alone that day1 ,how could ,i dare-- ,when in the evening watch ,i kneel to pray-- ,to ask for help to bear my pain and loss1 ,if ,i had heeded not my brother's cross8 ,,shared ,i said it in the meadow path1 ,i say it on the mountain-stairs3 ,the best things any mortal hath ,are those which every mortal shares4 ,the air we breathe--the sky--the breeze-- ,the light without us and within-- ,life with its unlocked treasuries-- ,god's riches1 are for all to win4 ,the grass is softer to my tread ,for rest it yields unnumbered feet2 ,sweeter to me the wild-rose red ,because she makes the whole world sweet4 ,into your heavenly loneliness ,ye welcomed me1 ,o solemn peaks6 ,and me in every guest you bless ,who reverently your mystery seeks4 ,and up the radiant peopled way ,that opens into worlds unknown ,it will be life's delight to say1 ,heaven is not heaven for me alone4 ,rich through my brethren's poverty6 ,such wealth were hideous6 ,i am blest ,only in what they share with me1 ,in what ,i share with all the rest4 --,lucy ,larcom4 ,,uncharitableness ,,not ,,christian ,i know not if 'twas wise or well ,to give all heathens up to hell-- ,hadrian--,aurelius--,socrates-- ,and others wise and good as these2 ,i know not if it is forbid1 ,but this ,i know--,christ never did4 ,may every soul that touches mine-- ,be it the slightest contact--get therefrom some good1 ,some little grace1 one kindly thought1 ,one inspiration yet unfelt1 one bit of courage ,for the darkening sky1 one gleam of faith ,to brave the thickening ills of life1 ,one glimpse of brighter skies beyond the gathering mists1 ,to make this life worth while1 ,and heaven a surer heritage4 ,,social ,,christianity ,o for a closer walk with man6 ,sweet fellowship of soul1 ,where each is to the other bound1 ,parts of one living whole4 ,our ,father1 ,god1 help us to see ,that all in thee are one2 ,o warm our hearts with thy pure love1 ,strong as your glorious sun4 ,pride1 envy1 selfishness will melt ,beneath that kindling fire2 ,our brother's faults we scarce shall see1 ,but good in all admire4 ,no bitter cry of misery ,shall ever pass unheard2 ,but gentle sympathy spring forth ,in smile and strengthening word4 ,and when our brother's voice shall call ,from lands beyond the sea1 ,our hearts in glad response will say1 ,here1 ,lord1 am ,i1 send me4 ,o ,jesus ,christ1 thou who wast man1 ,grant us thy face to see2 ,in thy light shall we understand ,what human life may be4 ,then daily with thy ,spirit filled1 ,according to thy word1 ,new power shall flow through us to all1 ,and draw men near our ,lord4 ,thus will the deep desire be met ,with which our prayer began2 ,a closer walk with ,thee will mean ,a closer walk with man4 ,if any little word of mine may make a life the brighter1 ,if any little song of mine may make a heart the lighter1 ,god help me speak the little word1 and take my bit of singing1 ,and drop it in some lonely vale to set the echoes ringing4 ,if any little love of mine may make a life the sweeter1 ,if any little care of mine make other life completer1 ,if any lift of mine may ease the burden of another1 ,god give me love and care and strength to help my toiling brother4 ,,charity ,,not ,,justice ,outwearied with the littleness and spite1 ,the falsehood and the treachery of men1 ,i cried1 ,give me but justice6 thinking then ,i meekly craved a common boon which might ,most easily be granted2 soon the light ,of deeper truth grew on my wondering ken1 7,escaping baneful damps of stagnant fen71 ,and then ,i saw that in my pride bedight ,i claimed from erring man the gift of ,heaven-- ,god's own great vested right2 and ,i grew calm1 ,with folded hands1 like stone1 to patience given1 ,and pitying1 of pure love distilling balm2 ,and now ,i wait in quiet trust to be ,all known to ,god--and ask of men sweet charity4 --,elizabeth ,oakes ,smith4 ,,god ,,save ,,the ,,people ,when wilt thou save the people1 ,o ,god of mercy1 when8 ,not kings alone1 but nations8 ,not thrones and crowns1 but men8 ,flowers of thy heart1 ,o ,god1 are they3 ,let them not pass1 like weeds1 away-- ,their heritage a sunless day4 ,god save the people6 ,shall crime bring crime forever1 ,strength aiding still the strong8 ,is it thy will1 ,o ,father1 ,that man shall toil for wrong8 ,no1 say thy mountains1 ,no1 thy skies2 ,man's clouded sun shall brightly rise1 ,and songs ascend instead of sighs4 ,god save the people6 ,when wilt thou save the people8 ,o ,god of mercy1 when8 ,the people1 ,lord1 the people1 ,not thrones and crowns1 but men8 ,god save the people2 thine they are1 ,thy children1 as thine angels fair2 ,from vice1 oppression1 and despair1 ,god save the people6 --,ebenezer ,elliott4 ,,hymn ,,of ,,the ,,city ,not in the solitude ,alone may man commune with ,heaven1 or see ,only in savage wood ,and sunny vale the present ,deity2 ,or only hear his voice ,where the winds whisper and the waves rejoice4 ,even here do ,i behold ,thy steps1 ,almighty6--here1 amidst the crowd ,through the great city rolled ,with everlasting murmurs deep and loud-- ,choking the ways that wind ',mongst the proud piles1 the work of human kind4 ,the golden sunshine comes ,from the round heaven1 and on their dwellings lies ,and lights their inner homes2 ,for them thou fill'st with air the unbounded skies ,and givest them the stores ,of ocean1 and the harvest of its shores4 ,thy spirit is around1 ,quickening the restless mass that sweeps along2 ,and this eternal sound-- ,voices and footfalls of the numberless throng-- ,like the resounding sea1 ,or like the rainy tempest1 speaks of ,thee4 ,and when the hour of rest ,comes like a calm upon the mid-sea brine1 ,hushing its billowy breast-- ,the quiet of that moment too is ,thine ,it breathes of ,him who keeps ,the vast and helpless city while it sleeps4 --,william ,cullen ,bryant4 ,no one is so accursed by fate1 ,no one so utterly desolate1 ,but some heart1 though unknown1 ,responds unto his own4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,believe not each accusing tongue1 ,as most weak people do2 ,but still believe that story wrong ,which ought not to be true4 --,richard ,brinsley ,sheridan4 ,,christ ,,in ,,the ,,city ,where cross the crowded ways of life ,where sound the cries of race and clan1 ,above the noise of selfish strife1 ,we hear thy voice1 ,o ,son of man4 ,in haunts of wretchedness and need1 ,on shadowed thresholds dark with fears1 ,from paths where hide the lures of greed ,we catch the vision of thy tears4 ,from tender childhood's helplessness1 ,from woman's grief1 man's burdened toil1 ,from famished souls1 from sorrow's stress1 ,thy heart has never known recoil4 ,the cup of water given for ,thee ,still holds the freshness of thy grace2 ,yet long these multitudes to see ,the sweet compassion of thy face4 ,o ,master1 from the mountain side ,make haste to heal these hearts of pain1 ,among these restless throngs abide1 ,o tread the city's streets again1 ,till sons of men shall learn thy love ,and follow where thy feet have trod2 ,till glorious from thy heaven above ,shall come the city of our ,god4 --,frank ,mason ,north4 ,who seeks for heaven alone to save his soul ,may keep the path1 but will not reach the goal2 ,while he who walks in love may wander far1 ,but ,god will bring him where the blessed are4 --,henry van ,dyke4 ,persuasion1 friend1 comes not by toil or art1 ,hard study never made the matter clearer2 ',tis the live fountain in the preacher's heart ,sends forth the streams that melt the ravished hearer4 --,johann ,wolfgang von ,goethe4 ,,speak ,,out ,if you have a friend worth loving1 ,love him4 ,yes1 and let him know ,that you love him1 ere life's evening ,tinge his brow with sunset glow4 ,why should good words ne'er be said ,of a friend--till he is dead8 ,if you hear a song that thrills you1 ,sung by any child of song1 ,praise it4 ,do not let the singer ,wait deserved praises long4 ,why should one who thrills your heart ,lack the joy you may impart8 ,if you hear a prayer that moves you ,by its humble1 pleading tone1 ,join it4 ,do not let the seeker ,bow before his ,god alone4 ,why should not thy brother share ,the strength of two or three in prayer8 ,if your work is made more easy ,by a friendly1 helping hand1 ,say so4 ,speak out brave and truly1 ,ere the darkness veil the land4 ,should a brother workman dear ,falter for a word of cheer8 ,scatter thus your seeds of kindness ,all enriching as you go-- ,leave them4 ,trust the ,harvest-,giver2 ,he will make each seed to grow4 ,so1 until the happy end1 ,your life shall never lack a friend4 ,,influence ,the smallest bark on life's tumultuous ocean ,will leave a track behind forevermore2 ,the lightest wave of influence1 once in motion1 ,extends and widens to the eternal shore4 ,we should be wary1 then1 who go before ,a myriad yet to be1 and we should take ,our bearings carefully where breakers roar ,and fearful tempests gather3 one mistake ,may wreck unnumbered barks that follow in our wake4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,,tell ,,him ,,so ,if you have a word of cheer ,that may light the pathway drear1 ,of a brother pilgrim here1 ,let him know4 ,show him you appreciate ,what he does1 and do not wait ,till the heavy hand of fate ,lays him low4 ,if your heart contains a thought ,that will brighter make his lot1 ,then1 in mercy1 hide it not2 ,tell him so4 ,bide not till the end of all ,carries him beyond recall ,when beside his sable pall1 ,to avow ,your affection and acclaim ,to do honor to his name ,and to place the wreath of fame ,on his brow4 ,rather speak to him to-day2 ,for the things you have to say ,may assist him on his way3 ,tell him now4 ,life is hard enough1 at best3 ,but the love that is expressed ,makes it seem a pathway blest ,to our feet2 ,and the troubles that we share ,seem the easier to bear1 ,smile upon your neighbor's care1 ,as you greet4 ,rough and stony are our ways1 ,dark and dreary are our days2 ,but another's love and praise ,make them sweet4 ,wait not till your friend is dead ,ere your compliments are said2 ,for the spirit that has fled1 ,if it know1 ,does not need to speed it on ,our poor praise2 where it has gone ,love's eternal1 golden dawn ,is aglow4 ,but unto our brother here ,that poor praise is very dear2 ,if you've any word of cheer ,tell him so4 --,j4 ,a4 ,egerton4 ,so when a great man dies1 ,for years beyond our ken ,the light he leaves behind him lies ,upon the paths of men4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,the ,,man ,,with ,a ,,grudge ,there once was a man who bore a grudge4 ,stoutly he bore it many a year4 ,beware6 said the parson4 ,he answered1 ,fudge6 ,well it becomes me1 never fear4 ,men for this world1 and saints for heaven2 ,too much of meekness shows a fool2 ,my loaf shall rise with a livelier leaven2 ',give as you get1' is a good old rule4 ,the longer he bore it1 the more it grew1 ,grew his grudge1 as he trudged along2 ,till in sight of a pearly gate he drew1 ,and he heard within it a wondrous song4 ,the shining porter said1 ,walk in4 ,he sought to do so2 the gate was strait3 ,hard he struggled his way to win1 ,the way was narrow1 the grudge was great4 ,he turned in haste to lay it down2 ,he strove to tear it away--to cut-- ,but it had fast to his heart strings grown1 ,o wait1 he cried2 but the door was shut4 ,through windows bright and clear he saw ,the blessed going with their ,lord to sup4 ,but ,satan clapped on his grudge a claw2 ,hell opened her mouth and swallowed him up4 --,sara ,hammond ,palfrey4 ,man judges from a partial view1 ,none ever yet his brother knew2 ,the ,eternal ,eye that sees the whole ,may better read the darkened soul1 ,and find1 to outward sense denied1 ,the flower upon its inward side4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,o brothers6 are ye asking how ,the hills of happiness to find8 ,then know they lie beyond the vow-- ,god helping me1 ,i will be kind4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,a ,,blessing ,not to the man of dollars1 ,not to the man of deeds1 ,not unto craft and cunning1 ,not unto human creeds2 ,not to the one whose passion ,is for the world's renown1 ,not in the form of fashion ,cometh a blessing down4 ,but to the one whose spirit ,yearns for the great and good2 ,unto the one whose storehouse ,yieldeth the hungry food2 ,unto the one who labors ,fearless of foe or frown2 ,unto the kindly-hearted1 ,cometh a blessing down4 --,mary ,frances ,tucker4 ,,weapons ,both swords and guns are strong1 no doubt1 ,and so are tongue and pen1 ,and so are sheaves of good bank notes1 ,to sway the souls of men4 ,but guns and swords and piles of gold1 ,though mighty in their sphere1 ,are sometimes feebler than a smile1 ,and poorer than a tear4 --,charles ,mackay4 ,enough to know that1 through the winter's frost ,and summer's heat1 no seed of truth is lost1 ,and every duty pays at last its cost4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,a kindly act is a kernel sown ,that will grow to a goodly tree1 ,shedding its fruit when time is flown ,down the gulf of ,eternity4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,the kindly word unspoken is a sin-- ,a sin that wraps itself in purest guise1 ,and tells the heart that1 doubting1 looks within1 ,that1 not in speech1 but thought1 the virtue lies4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,,consecration ,,submission1 ,,devotion1 ,,purity ,,the ,,charioteer ,o ,god1 take the reins of my life6 ,i have driven it blindly1 to left and to right1 ,in mock of the rock1 in the chasm's despite1 ,where the brambles were rife1 ,in the blaze of the sun and the deadliest black of the night4 ,o ,god1 take the reins of my life6 ,for ,i am so weary and weak4 ,my hands are a-quiver and so is my heart1 ,and my eyes are too tired for the tear-drops to start1 ,and the worn horses reek ,with the anguishing pull and the hot1 heavy harness's smart1 ,while ,i am all weary and weak4 ,but ,thou wilt be peace1 wilt be power4 ,thy hand on the reins and thine eye on the way ,shall be wisdom to guide and controlling to stay1 ,and my life in that hour ,shall be led into leading1 and rest when it comes to obey2 ,for thou wilt be peace and all power4 ,now1 ,lord1 without tarrying1 now6 ,while eyes can look up and while reason remains1 ,and my hand yet has strength to surrender the reins1 ,ere death stamp my brow ,and pour coldness and stillness through all the mad course of my veins-- ,come1 ,lord1 without tarrying1 now6 ,i yield ,thee my place1 which is thine4 ,appoint me to lie on the chariot floor2 ,yea1 appoint me to lie at thy feet1 and no more1 ,while the glad axles shine1 ,and the happy wheels run on their course to the heavenly door1-- ,now thou hast my place1 which is thine4 --,amos ,r4 ,wells4 ,,wholly ,,the ,,lord',s ,my whole though broken heart1 ,o ,lord1 ,from henceforth shall be thine2 ,and here ,i do my vow record-- ,this hand1 these words are mine3 ,all that ,i have1 without reserve1 ,i offer here to thee3 ,thy will and honor all shall serve ,that thou bestow'st on me4 ,all that exceptions save ,i lose2 ,all that ,i lose ,i save2 ,the treasures of thy love ,i choose1 ,and ,thou art all ,i crave4 ,my ,god1 thou hast my heart and hand2 ,i all to thee resign2 ,i'll ever to this covenant stand1 ,though flesh hereat repine4 ,i know that ,thou wast willing first1 ,and then drew my consent2 ,having thus loved me at the worst ,thou wilt not now repent4 ,now ,i have quit all self-pretense1 ,take charge of what's thine own3 ,my life1 my health1 and my defense1 ,now lie on thee alone4 --,richard ,baxter4 ,,the ,,last ,,wish ,to do or not to do2 to have ,or not to have1 ,i leave to thee2 ,to be or not to be ,i leave2 ,thy only will be done in me4 ,all my requests are lost in one3 ,father1 thy only will be done4 ,suffice that1 for the season past1 ,myself in things divine ,i sought1 ,for comforts cried with eager haste1 ,and murmured that ,i found them not4 ,i leave it now to ,thee alone3 ,father1 thy only will be done4 ,thy gifts ,i clamor for no more1 ,or selfishly thy grace require ,an evil heart to varnish o'er2 ,jesus1 the ,giver1 ,i desire1 ,after the flesh no longer known3 ,father1 thy only will be done4 ,welcome alike the crown or cross2 ,trouble ,i cannot ask1 nor peace1 ,nor toil1 nor rest1 nor gain1 nor loss1 ,nor joy1 nor grief1 nor pain1 nor ease1 ,nor life1 nor death1 but ever groan1 ,father1 thy only will be done4 --,charles ,wesley4 ,,morning ,,hymn ,o ,god6 ,i thank thee for each sight ,of beauty that thy hand doth give2 ,for sunny skies and air and light2 ,o ,god1 ,i thank thee that ,i live6 ,that life ,i consecrate to ,thee2 ,and ever as the day is born1 ,on wings of joy my soul would flee ,and thank thee for another morn2 ,another day in which to cast ,some silent deed of love abroad1 ,that1 greatening as it journeys past1 ,may do some earnest work for ,god2 ,another day to do and dare2 ,to tax anew my growing strength2 ,to arm my soul with faith and prayer1 ,and so reach heaven and ,thee at length4 --,caroline ,atherton ,mason4 ,,into ,,thy ,,hands ,into ,thy guiding hands2 ,along a way thy love and care forefend ,gladly ,i fare1 or rough or smooth may bend ,the longest road that leads at life's far end ,into thy hands4 ,into thy chastening hands3 ,if e'er ,i yield to weakness or to sin1 ,blind to the guerdon ,thou dost bid me win1 ,bring ,thou me back1 by ,love's sweet discipline1 ,into thy hands4 ,into ,thy healing hands2 ,no hurt of soul or body long enthralls1 ,the bruised heart that for thy succor calls ,when1 far from doubting as from fear1 it falls ,into thy hands4 ,into thy saving hands3 ,despite assoil1 infirmity1 mistake1 ,my life a perfect whole thy power can make1 ,if ,thou my shards of broken purpose take ,into thy hands4 ,into ,thy keeping hands2 ,as safe as ,heaven kept the guarded ,grail-- ,so safe1 so pure1 so compassed as with mail-- ,the soul committed1 e'en through ,death's dark vale1 ,into thy hands4 ,into thy loving hands2 ,who made my heart to love made ,thee my guest2 ,who made the world to tire made thee my rest2 ,my joyful heart ,i give1 at thy behest1 ,into thy hands4 --,louise ,manning ,hodgkins4 ,,here ,,am ,i ,my will would like a life of ease1 ,and power to do1 and time to rest1 ,and health and strength my will would please1 ,but1 ,lord1 ,i know thy will is best4 ,if ,i have strength to do thy will ,that should be power enough for me1 ,whether to work or to sit still ,the appointment of the day may be4 ,and if by sickness ,i may grow ,more patient1 holy and resigned1 ,strong health ,i need not wish to know1 ,and greater ease ,i cannot find4 ,and rest--,i need not seek it here2 ,for perfect rest remaineth still2 ,when in thy presence we appear ,rest shall be given by thy will4 ,lord ,i have given my life to thee1 ,and every day and hour is thine2 ,what thou appointest let them be3 ,thy will is better1 ,lord1 than mine4 --,anna ,b4 ,warner4 ,,the ,,sacrifice ,,of ,,the ,,will ,laid on thine altar1 ,o my ,lord ,divine1 ,accept my will this day1 for ,jesus' sake2 ,i have no jewels to adorn thy shrine-- ,nor any world-proud sacrifice to make2 ,but here ,i bring within my trembling hand1 ,this will of mine--a thing that seemeth small1 ,and ,thou alone1 ,o ,god1 canst understand ,how1 when ,i yield ,thee this1 ,i yield mine all4 ,hidden therein1 thy searching gaze can see ,struggles of passion--visions of delight-- ,all that ,i love1 and am1 and fain would be1 ,deep loves1 fond hopes1 and longings infinite4 ,it hath been wet with tears and dimmed with sighs1 ,clinched in my grasp1 till beauty hath it none-- ,now1 from thy footstool where it vanquished lies1 ,the prayer ascendeth1 ,may thy will be done4 ,take it1 ,o ,father1 ere my courage fail1 ,and merge it so in thine own ,will1 that e'en ,if1 in some desperate hour1 my cries prevail1 ,and thou give back my will1 it may have been ,so changed1 so purified1 so fair have grown1 ,so one with thee1 so filled with peace divine1 ,i may not see nor know it as my own1 ,but1 gaining back my will1 may find it thine4 ,manlike is it to fall into sin1 ,fiendlike is it to dwell therein1 ,christlike is it for sin to grieve1 ,godlike is it all sin to leave4 --,friedrich von ,logau4 ,o ,,god ,,of ,,truth ,o ,god of ,truth1 whose living word ,upholds whate'er hath breath1 ,look down on thy creation1 ,lord1 ,enslaved by sin and death4 ,set up thy standard1 ,lord1 that they ,who claim a heavenly birth ,may march with thee to smite the lies ,that vex thy ransomed earth4 ,ah6 would we join that blest array1 ,and follow in the might ,of ,him1 the ,faithful and the ,true1 ,in raiment clean and white4 ,we fight for truth1 we fight for ,god-- ,poor slaves of lies and sin6 ,he who would fight for thee on earth ,must first be true within4 ,thou ,god of ,truth for whom we long-- ,thou who wilt hear our prayer-- ,do thine own battle in our hearts2 ,and slay the falsehood there4 ,still smite6 still burn6 till naught is left ,but ,god's own truth and love2 ,then1 ,lord1 as morning dew come down1 ,rest on us from above4 ,yea1 come6 then1 tried as in the fire1 ,from every lie set free1 ,thy perfect truth shall dwell in us1 ,and we shall live in ,thee4 --,thomas ,hughes4 ,,god ,,only ,lord1 in the strength of grace1 ,with a glad heart and free1 ,myself1 my residue of days1 ,i consecrate to ,thee4 ,thy ransomed servant1 ,i ,restore to thee thine own2 ,and from this moment live or die ,to serve my ,god alone4 --,charles ,wesley4 ,in full and glad surrender we give ourselves to thee1 ,thine utterly and only and evermore to be6 ,o ,son of ,god1 who lovest us1 we will be thine alone1 ,and all we are and all we have shall henceforth be thine own4 --,frances ,ridley ,havergal4 ,,god ,,is ,,everywhere ,a little bird ,i am1 ,shut from the fields of air2 ,and in my cage ,i sit and sing ,to him who placed me there2 ,well pleased a prisoner to be1 ,because1 my ,god1 it pleaseth thee4 ,naught have ,i else to do2 ,i sing the whole day long2 ,and ,he whom most ,i love to please ,doth listen to my song2 ,he caught and bound my wandering wing1 ,but still he bends to hear me sing4 ,my cage confines me round1 ,abroad ,i cannot fly2 ,but though my wings are closely bound ,my heart's at liberty4 ,my prison walls cannot control ,the flight1 the freedom of my soul4 ,oh1 it is grand to soar ,these bolts and bars above ,to ,him whose purpose ,i adore1 ,whose providence ,i love6 ,and in thy mighty will to find ,the joy1 the freedom of the mind4 --,madame ,guyon4 ,a ,,consecrated ,,life ,take my life and let it be ,consecrated1 ,lord1 to thee4 ,take my moments and my days2 ,let them flow in ceaseless praise4 ,take my hands1 and let them move ,at the impulse of thy love4 ,take my feet and let them be ,swift and beautiful for ,thee4 ,take my voice1 and let me sing ,always1 only1 for my ,king4 ,take my lips1 and let them be ,filled with messages from ,thee4 ,take my silver and my gold2 ,not a mite would ,i withhold4 ,take my intellect1 and use ,every power as ,thou shalt choose4 ,take my will and make it ,thine2 ,it shall be no longer mine4 ,take my heart2 it is thine own2 ,it shall be thy royal throne4 ,take my love2 my ,lord1 ,i pour ,at thy feet its treasure-store4 ,take myself1 and ,i will be ,ever1 only1 ,,all for ,thee4 --,frances ,ridley ,havergal4 ,,union ,,with ,,god ,strong are the walls around me1 ,that hold me all the day2 ,but they who thus have bound me ,cannot keep ,god away3 ,my very dungeon walls are dear1 ,because the ,god ,i love is here4 ,they know1 who thus oppress me1 ',tis hard to be alone2 ,but know not ,one can bless me ,who comes through bars and stone4 ,he makes my dungeon's darkness bright ,and fills my bosom with delight4 ,thy love1 ,o ,god6 restores me ,from sighs and tears to praise2 ,and deep my soul adores thee ,nor thinks of time or place3 ,i ask no more1 in good or ill1 ,but union with thy holy will4 ',tis that which makes my treasure1 ',tis that which brings my gain2 ,converting woe to pleasure4 ,and reaping joy from pain4 ,oh1 'tis enough1 whate'er befall1 ,to know that ,god is ,all in ,all4 --,madame ,guyon4 ,,dedicated ,o ,lord1 thy heavenly grace impart1 ,and fix my frail1 inconstant heart2 ,henceforth my chief desire shall be ,to dedicate myself to thee4 ,whate'er pursuits my time employ1 ,one thought shall fill my soul with joy3 ,that silent1 secret thought shall be ,that all my hopes are fixed on thee4 ,thy glorious eye pervadeth space2 ,thy presence1 ,lord1 fills every place2 ,and wheresoe'er my lot may be ,still shall my spirit cleave to thee4 ,renouncing every worldly thing1 ,and safe beneath thy spreading wing1 ,my sweetest thought henceforth shall be ,that all ,i want ,i find in thee4 --,jean ,f4 ,oberlin4 ,,leaving ,,all ,jesus1 ,i my cross have taken1 ,all to leave and follow thee2 ,naked1 poor1 despised1 forsaken1 ,thou1 from hence1 my all shalt be3 ,perish every fond ambition1 ,all ,i've sought1 and hoped1 and known2 ,yet how rich is my condition1 ,god and heaven are still my own6 ,let the world despise and leave me1 ,they have left my ,saviour too2 ,human hearts and looks deceive me2 ,thou art not1 like man1 untrue2 ,and while thou shalt smile upon me1 ,god of wisdom1 love1 and might1 ,foes may hate1 and friends may shun me2 ,show thy face1 and all is bright4 ,go1 then1 earthly fame and treasure6 ,come1 disaster1 scorn1 and pain6 ,in ,thy service1 pain is pleasure2 ,with thy favor1 loss is gain4 ,i have called thee1 ,abba1 ,father2 ,i have stayed my heart on thee3 ,storms may howl1 and clouds may gather1 ,all must work for good to me4 ,man may trouble and distress me1 ',twill but drive me to ,thy breast2 ,life with trials hard may press me1 ,heaven will bring me sweeter rest4 ,o 'tis not in grief to harm me1 ,while thy love is left to me2 ,o 'twere not in joy to charm me1 ,were that joy unmixed with thee4 ,know1 my soul1 thy full salvation2 ,rise o'er sin1 and fear1 and care2 ,joy to find in every station ,something still to do or bear4 ,think what ,spirit dwells within thee2 ,what a ,father's smile is thine2 ,what a ,saviour died to win thee3 ,child of heaven1 shouldst thou repine8 ,haste thee on from grace to glory1 ,armed by faith1 and winged by prayer2 ,heaven's eternal day's before thee1 ,god's own hand shall guide thee there4 ,soon shall close thy earthly mission1 ,swift shall pass thy pilgrim days1 ,hope shall change to glad fruition1 ,faith to sight1 and prayer to praise4 --,henry ,f4 ,lyte4 ,,choose ,,thou ,thy way1 not mine1 ,o ,lord6 ,however dark it be2 ,lead me by ,thine own hand1 ,choose out the path for me4 ,smooth let it be1 or rough1 ,it will be still the best2 ,winding or straight it matters not1 ,it leads me to ,thy rest4 ,i dare not choose my lot1 ,i would not if ,i might2 ,choose ,thou for me1 ,o ,god6 ,so shall ,i walk aright4 ,the kingdom that ,i seek ,is ,thine2 so let the way ,that leads to it be thine ,else ,i must surely stray4 ,take ,thou my cup1 and it ,with joy or sorrow fill2 ,as best to ,thee may seem2 ,choose ,thou my good or ill4 ,choose ,thou for me my friends ,my sickness or my health2 ,choose thou my cares for me1 ,my poverty or wealth4 ,not mine1 not mine the choice ,in things or great or small2 ,be ,thou my guide1 my strength1 ,my wisdom and my all4 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,,only ,,to-,,day ,only to-day is mine1 ,and that ,i owe to ,thee2 ,help me to make it thine2 ,as pure as it may be2 ,let it see something done1 ,let it see something won1 ,then at the setting sun ,i'll give it back to thee4 ,what if ,i cannot tell ,the cares the day may bring8 ,i know that ,i shall dwell ,beneath ,thy sheltering wing2 ,and there the load is light2 ,and there the dark is bright1 ,and weakness turns to might1 ,and so ,i trust and sing4 ,what shall ,i ask to-day8 ,naught but ,thine own sweet will2 ,the windings of the way ,lead to thy holy hill2 ,and whether here or there ,why should ,i fear or care8 ,thy heavens are everywhere1 ,and they are o'er me still4 ,give me ,thyself to-day1 ,i dare not walk alone2 ,speak to me by the way1 ,and all things are my own2 ,the treasures of thy grace1 ,the secret hiding place1 ,the vision of thy face1 ,the shadow of thy throne6 --,henry ,burton4 ,,the ,,offering ,no more my own1 ,lord ,jesus1 ,bought with thy precious blood1 ,i give thee but thine own1 ,lord1 ,that long thy love withstood4 ,i give the life thou gavest1 ,my present1 future1 past2 ,my joys1 my fears1 my sorrows1 ,my first hope and my last4 ,i give thee up my weakness ,that oft distrust hath bred1 ,that thy indwelling power ,may thus be perfected4 ,i give the love the sweetest ,thy goodness grants to me2 ,take it1 and make it meet1 ,lord1 ,for offering to thee4 ,smile1 and the very shadows ,in thy blest light shall shine2 ,take thou my heart1 ,lord ,jesus1 ,for thou hast made it thine4 ,thou knowest my soul's ambition1 ,for thou hast changed its aim 7,the world's reproach ,i fear not7 ,to share a ,saviour's shame4 ,outside the camp to suffer2 ,within the veil to meet1 ,and hear ,thy softest whisper ,from out the mercy-seat4 ,thou bear'st me in thy bosom1 ,amidst thy jewels worn1 ,upon thy hands deep graven ,by arms of love upborne4 ,rescued from sin's destruction1 ,ransomed from death and hell2 ,complete in ,thee1 ,lord ,jesus3 ,thou hast done all things well4 ,oh1 deathless love that bought me6 ,oh1 price beyond my ken6 ,oh1 ,life that hides my own life ,e'en from my fellow-men6 ,now fashion1 form and fill me ,with light and love divine2 ,so1 one with ,thee1 ,lord ,jesus1 ,i'm thine--forever thine6 ,i ,,in ,,thee ,,and ,,thou ,,in ,,me ,i am but clay in thy hands1 but ,thou art the all-loving artist2 ,passive ,i lie in thy sight1 yet in my self-hood ,i strive ,so to embody the life and the love thou ever impartest1 ,that in my sphere of the finite ,i may be truly alive4 ,knowing ,thou needest this form1 as ,i thy divine inspiration1 ,knowing thou shapest the clay with a vision and purpose divine1 ,so would ,i answer each touch of thy hand in its loving creation1 ,that in my conscious life thy power and beauty may shine4 ,reflecting the noble intent ,thou hast in forming thy creatures2 ,waking from sense into life of the soul1 and the image of thee2 ,working with thee in thy work to model humanity's features ,into the likeness of ,god1 myself from myself ,i would free4 ,one with all human existence1 no one above or below me2 ,lit by ,thy wisdom and love1 as roses are steeped in the morn2 ,growing from clay to a statue1 from statue to flesh1 till thou know me ,wrought into manhood celestial1 and in thine image reborn4 ,so in thy love will ,i trust1 bringing me sooner or later ,past the dark screen that divides these shows of the finite from ,thee4 ,thine1 thine only1 this warm dear life1 ,o loving ,creator6 ,thine the invisible future1 born of the present1 must be4 --,christopher ,pearse ,cranch4 ,,on ,,thee ,,my ,,heart ,,is ,,resting ,on ,thee my heart is resting3 ,ah6 this is rest indeed6 ,what else1 ,almighty ,saviour1 ,can a poor sinner need8 ,thy light is all my wisdom1 ,thy love is all my stay2 ,our ,father's home in glory ,draws nearer every day4 ,great is my guilt1 but greater ,the mercy ,thou dost give2 ,thyself1 a spotless offering1 ,hast died that ,i should live4 ,with ,thee my soul unfettered ,has risen from the dust2 ,thy blood is all my treasure2 ,thy word is all my trust4 ,through me1 thou gentle ,master1 ,thy purposes fulfill3 ,i yield myself forever ,to thy most holy will4 ,what though ,i be but weakness ,my strength is not in me2 ,the poorest of thy people ,has all things1 having ,thee4 ,when clouds are darkest round me1 ,thou1 ,lord1 art then most near1 ,my drooping faith to quicken1 ,my weary soul to cheer4 ,safe nestling in thy bosom1 ,i gaze upon thy face4 ,in vain my foes would drive me ,from ,thee1 my hiding-place4 ',tis ,thou hast made me happy2 ',tis thou hast set me free4 ,to whom shall ,i give glory ,forever but to ,thee6 ,of earthly love and blessing ,should every stream run dry1 ,thy grace shall still be with me-- ,thy grace to live and die6 --,theodore ,monod4 ,,whom ,,have ,i ,,in ,,heaven ,,but ,,thee8 ,i love1 and have some cause to love1 the earth2 ,she is my ,maker's creature1 therefore good2 ,she is my mother1 for she gave me birth2 ,she is my tender nurse1 she gives me food2 ,but what's a creature1 ,lord1 compared with ,thee8 ,or what's my mother or my nurse to me8 ,the highest honors that the world can boast ,are subjects far too low for my desire2 ,the brightest beams of glory are1 at most1 ,but dying sparkles of thy living fire2 ,the proudest flames that earth can kindle be ,but nightly glowworms if compared to ,thee4 ,without thy presence1 wealth are bags of cares2 ,wisdom1 but folly2 joy1 disquiet1 sadness2 ,friendship is treason1 and delights are snares2 ,pleasure's but pain1 and mirth but pleasing madness3 ,without ,thee1 ,lord1 things be not what they be1 ,nor have their being when compared with ,thee4 ,in having all things1 and not ,thee1 what have ,i8 ,not having ,thee1 what have my labors got8 ,let me enjoy but ,thee1 what further crave ,i8 ,and having ,thee alone1 what have ,i not8 ,i wish nor sea nor land2 nor would ,i be ,possess'd of heaven1 heaven unpossess'd of thee4 --,francis ,quarles4 ,only for ,jesus6 ,lord1 keep it ever ,sealed on the heart1 and engraved on the life2 ,pulse of all gladness1 and nerve of endeavor1 ,secret of rest and the strength of our strife4 --,frances ,ridley ,havergal4 ,,since ,,first ,,thy ,,word ,,awaked ,,my ,,heart ,since first thy word awaked my heart1 ,like new life dawning o'er me1 ,where'er ,i turn my eyes1 ,thou art ,all light and love before me4 ,nought else ,i feel or hear or see1 ,all bonds of earth ,i sever1 ,thee1 ,o ,god1 and only thee1 ,i live for now and ever4 ,like him whose fetters dropped away ,when light shone o'er his prison1 ,my spirit1 touched by mercy's ray1 ,hath from her chains arisen4 ,and shall a soul ,thou bid'st be free ,return to bondage8 ,never6 ,thee1 ,o ,god1 and only thee1 ,i live for now and ever4 --,thomas ,moore4 ,,we ,,give ,,all ,and now we only ask to serve1 ,we do not ask to rest2 ,we would give all without reserve1 ,our life1 our love1 our best4 ,we only ask to see ,his face1 ,it is enough for us2 ,we only ask the lowest place1 ,so he may smile on us4 --,mary ,e4 ,townsend4 ,,the ,,two ,,worlds ,unveil1 ,o ,lord1 and on us shine ,in glory and in grace2 ,the gaudy world grows pale before ,the beauty of thy face4 ,till ,thou art seen1 it seems to be ,a sort of fairy ground1 ,where suns unsetting light the sky1 ,and flowers and fruits abound1 ,but when ,thy keener1 purer beam ,is poured upon our sight1 ,it loses all its power to charm1 ,and what was day is night4 ,its noblest toils are then the scourge ,which made ,thy blood to flow2 ,its joys are but the treacherous thorns ,which circled round thy brow4 ,and thus1 when we renounce for ,thee ,its restless aims and fears1 ,the tender memories of the past1 ,the hopes of coming years1 ,poor is our sacrifice1 whose eyes ,are lighted from above2 ,we offer what we cannot keep1 ,what we have ceased to love4 --,john ,henry ,newman4 ,,self-,,surrender ,saviour1 who died for me1 ,i give myself to thee2 ,thy love1 so full1 so free1 ,claims all my powers4 ,be this my purpose high1 ,to serve ,thee till ,i die1 ,whether my path shall lie ',mid thorns or flowers4 ,but1 ,lord1 the flesh is weak2 ,thy gracious aid ,i seek1 ,for thou the word must speak ,that makes me strong4 ,then let me hear thy voice1 ,thou art my only choice2 ,o bid my heart rejoice2 ,be thou my song4 ,may it be joy to me ,to follow only ,thee2 ,thy faithful servant be1 ,thine to the end4 ,for ,thee ,i'll do and dare1 ,for thee the cross ,i'll bear1 ,to thee direct my prayer1 ,on thee depend4 ,saviour1 with me abide2 ,be ever near my side2 ,support1 defend1 and guide4 ,i look to thee4 ,i lay my hand in thine1 ,and fleeting joys resign1 ,if ,i may call thee mine ,eternally4 --,mary ,j4 ,mason4 ,for all the sins that cling to thee ,let wide the gates of pardon be2 ,but hope not thou shalt smuggle through ,the little sin thou clingest to4 --,f4 ,langbridge4 ,,god ,,alone ,,loved ,do ,i not love thee1 ,lord most high1 ,in answer to thy love for me6 ,i seek no other liberty ,but that of being bound to ,thee4 ,may memory no thought suggest ,but shall to thy pure glory tend2 ,may understanding find no rest ,except in ,thee1 its only end4 ,my ,god1 ,i here protest to ,thee ,no other will ,i have than thine2 ,whatever thou hast given me ,i here again to ,thee resign4 ,all mine is thine1 say but the word2 ,whate'er ,thou willest--be it done2 ,i know thy love1 all-gracious ,lord-- ,i know it seeks my good alone4 ,apart from ,thee all things are naught2 ,then grant1 ,o my supremest bliss6 ,grant me to love ,thee as ,i ought2 ,thou givest all in giving this4 --,ignatius ,loyola1 tr4 by ,edward ,caswall4 ,,the ,,acquiescence ,,of ,,pure ,,love ,to me 'tis equal whether love ordain ,my life or death1 appoint me pain or ease ,my soul perceives no real ill in pain1 ,in ease or health no real good she sees4 ,one good she covets1 and that good alone1 ,to choose thy will1 from selfish bias free2 ,and to prefer a cottage to a throne1 ,and grief to comfort1 if it pleases ,thee4 ,that we should bear the cross is ,thy command1 ,die to the world and live to self no more2 ,suffer unmoved beneath the rudest hand ,when shipwrecked pleased as when upon the shore4 --,madame ,guyon1 tr4 by ,william ,cowper4 ,i preached as never sure to preach again1 ,and as a dying man to dying men4 --,richard ,baxter4 ,,pressing ,,toward ,,the ,,mark ,thee will ,i love1 my strength and tower1 ,thee will ,i love1 my joy and crown1 ,thee will ,i love with all my power1 ,in all my works1 and ,thee alone4 ,thee will ,i love1 till that pure fire ,fills my whole soul with strong desire4 ,give to mine eyes refreshing tears2 ,give to my heart chaste1 hallowed fires2 ,give to my soul1 with filial fears ,the love that all heaven's host inspires2 ,that all my powers1 with all their might1 ,in thy sole glory may unite4 ,thee will ,i love1 my joy1 my crown1 ,thee will ,i love1 my ,lord1 my ,god2 ,thee will ,i love beneath thy frown ,or smile1 thy scepter or thy rod2 ,what though my head and flesh decay8 ,thee shall ,i love in endless day4 --,johann ,a4 ,scheffler1 tr4 by ,john ,wesley4 ,,dwell ,,deep ,dwell deep6 ,the little things that chafe and fret1 ,o waste not golden hours to give them heed6 ,the slight1 the thoughtless wrong1 do thou forget1 ,be self-forgot in serving others' need4 ,thou faith in ,god through love for man shalt keep4 ,dwell deep1 my soul1 dwell deep4 ,dwell deep6 ,forego the pleasure if it bring ,neglect of duty2 consecrate each thought2 ,believe thou in the good of everything1 ,and trust that all unto the wisest end is wrought4 ,bring thou this comfort unto all who weep3 ,dwell deep1 my soul1 dwell deep4 --,james ,buckham4 ,out from thyself1 thyself depart2 ,god then shall fill thine empty heart2 ,cast from thy soul life's selfish dream-- ,in flows the ,godhead's living stream4 --,scheffler1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,,peace ,,rest1 ,,calm1 ,,stillness ,,the ,,peace ,,of ,,god ,when winds are raging o'er the upper ocean1 ,and billows wild contend with angry roar1 ',tis said1 far down beneath the wild commotion1 ,that peaceful stillness reigneth evermore4 ,far1 far beneath the noise of tempest dieth1 ,and silver waves chime ever peacefully2 ,and no rude storm1 how fierce soe'er he flieth1 ,disturbs the ,sabbath of that deeper sea4 ,so to the soul that knows thy love1 ,o ,purest1 ,there is a temple peaceful evermore4 ,and all the babble of life's angry voices ,dies hushed in stillness at its sacred door4 ,far1 far away the noise of passion dieth1 ,and loving thoughts rise ever peacefully2 ,and no rude storm1 how fierce soe'er he flieth1 ,disturbs that deeper rest1 ,o ,lord1 in thee4 ,o rest of rest6 ,o peace serene1 eternal6 ,thou ever livest1 and thou changest never2 ,and in the secret of thy presence dwelleth ,fullness of joy1 forever and forever4 --,harriet ,beecher ,stowe4 ,life's burdens fall1 its discords cease1 ,i lapse into the glad release ,of ,nature's own exceeding peace4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,be ,,still ,let nothing make thee sad or fretful1 ,or too regretful2 ,be still4 ,what ,god hath ordered must be right2 ,then find in it thy own delight1 ,my will6 ,why shouldst thou fill to-day with sorrow ,about to-morrow1 ,my heart8 ,god watcheth all with care most true2 ,doubt not that he will give thee too ,thy part4 --,paul ,fleming4 ,,sit ,,still 7,ruth #c4 #ah47 ,sit still1 my child4 ',tis no great thing ,i ask1 ,no glorious deed1 no mighty task2 ,but just to sit and patiently abide4 ,wait in my presence1 in my word confide1 ,but oh6 dear ,lord1 ,i long the sword to wield1 ,forward to go1 and in the battle field ,to fight for thee1 thine enemies o'erthrow1 ,and in thy strength to vanquish every foe4 ,the harvest-fields spread out before me lie1 ,the reapers toward me look1 and vainly cry-- ',the field is white1 the laborers are few2 ,our ,lord's command is also sent to you1' ,my child1 it is a sweet and blessed thing ,to rest beneath the shadow of my wing2 ,to feel thy doings and thy words are naught1 ,to trust to me each restless1 longing thought4 ,dear ,lord1 help me this lesson sweet to learn1 ,to sit at thy pierced feet and only yearn ,to love thee better1 ,lord1 and feel that still ,waiting is working1 if it be thy will4 ,,the ,,quiet ,,mind ,i have a treasure which ,i prize2 ,the like ,i cannot find2 ,there's nothing like it in the earth3 ,it is a quiet mind4 ,but 'tis not that ,i'm stupefied1 ,or senseless1 dull1 or blind3 ',tis ,god's own peace within my soul ,which forms my quiet mind4 ,i found this treasure at the ,cross4 ',tis there to every kind ,of heavy-laden1 weary souls ,christ gives a quiet mind4 ,my ,saviour's death and risen life ,to give this were designed2 ,and that's the root and that's the branch1 ,of this my quiet mind4 ,the love of ,god within my heart ,my heart to his doth bind2 ,this is the mind of heaven on earth2 ,this is my quiet mind4 ,i've many a cross to take up now1 ,and many left behind2 ,but present trials move me not1 ,nor shake my quiet mind4 ,and what may be to-morrow's cross ,i never seek to find2 ,my ,saviour says1 ,leave that to ,me1 ,and keep a quiet mind4 ,and well ,i know the ,lord hath said1 ,to make my heart resigned1 ,that mercy still shall follow such ,as have this quiet mind4 ,i meet with pride of wit and wealth1 ,and scorn and looks unkind1 ,it matters naught3 ,i envy not1 ,for ,i've a quiet mind4 ,i'm waiting now to see the ,lord1 ,who's been to me so kind3 ,i want to thank him face to face ,for this my quiet mind4 ,,my ,,heart ,,is ,,resting ,my heart is resting1 ,o my ,god2 ,i will give thanks and sing3 ,my heart is at the secret source ,of every precious thing4 ,now the frail vessel ,thou hast made ,no hand but thine shall fill-- ,the waters of the earth have failed1 ,and ,i am thirsty still4 ,i thirst for springs of heavenly life1 ,and here all day they rise2 ,i seek the treasure of ,thy love1 ,and close at hand it lies4 ,and a new song is in my mouth1 ,to long-loved music set-- ,glory to ,thee for all the grace ,i have not tasted yet4 ,i have a heritage of joy ,that yet ,i must not see2 ,the hand that bled to make it mine ,is keeping it for me4 ,there is a certainty of love ,that sets my heart at rest2 ,a calm assurance for to-day ,that to be poor is best6 ,a prayer reposing on ,his truth1 ,who hath made all things mine2 ,that draws my captive will to him1 ,and makes it one with thine4 --,anna ,letitia ,waring4 ,,kept ,,in ,,perfect ,,peace ,peace1 perfect peace1 in this dark world of sin8 ,the voice of ,jesus whispers ,peace within4 ,peace1 perfect peace1 by thronging duties pressed8 ,to do the will of ,jesus1 this is rest4 ,peace1 perfect peace1 with sorrow surging round8 ,on ,jesus' bosom naught but rest is found4 ,peace1 perfect peace1 with loved ones far away8 ,in ,jesus' keeping we are safe1 and they4 ,peace1 perfect peace1 our future all unknown8 ,jesus we know1 and he is on the throne4 ,peace1 perfect peace1 death shadowing us and ours8 ,jesus has vanquished death and all its powers4 ,it is enough3 earth's struggles now do cease1 ,and ,jesus calls us to heaven's perfect peace4 --,edward ,henry ,bickersteth4 ,,perfect ,,peace ,like a river glorious is ,god's perfect peace2 ,over all victorious in its bright increase2 ,perfect1 yet it floweth fuller every day1 ,perfect1 yet it groweth deeper all the way4 ,hidden in the hollow of ,his blessed hand1 ,never foe can follow1 never traitor stand2 ,not a surge of worry1 not a shade of care1 ,not a blast of hurry touch the spirit there4 ,every joy or trial falleth from above1 ,traced upon our dial by the ,sun of ,love1 ,we may trust him fully1 all for us to do2 ,they who trust him wholly find him wholly true4 --,frances ,ridley ,havergal4 ,,abiding ,in heavenly love abiding1 ,no change my heart shall fear ,and safe is such confiding1 ,for nothing changes here4 ,the storm may roar without me1 ,my heart may low be laid1 ,but ,god is round about me1 ,and can ,i be dismayed8 ,whenever he may guide me1 ,no want shall turn me back2 ,my ,shepherd is beside me1 ,and nothing can ,i lack4 ,his wisdom ever waketh1 ,his sight is never dim1 ,he knows the way he taketh1 ,and ,i will walk with him4 ,green pastures are before me1 ,which yet ,i have not seen2 ,bright skies will soon be o'er me ,where darkest clouds have been4 ,my hope ,i cannot measure1 ,my path to life is free1 ,my ,saviour has my treasure1 ,and he will walk with me4 --,anna ,letitia ,waring4 ,,calm ,i stand upon the ,mount of ,god ,with sunlight in my soul2 ,i hear the storms in vales beneath1 ,i hear the thunders roll4 ,but ,i am calm with thee1 my ,god1 ,beneath these glorious skies2 ,and to the height on which ,i stand1 ,no storms1 nor clouds1 can rise4 ,o1 ,,this is life6 ,o1 this is joy6 ,my ,god1 to find thee so2 ,thy face to see1 thy voice to hear1 ,and all thy love to know4 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,,divine ,,peace ,peace upon peace1 like wave upon wave1 ,this the portion that ,i crave2 ,the peace of ,god which passeth thought1 ,the peace of ,christ which changeth not4 ,peace like the river's gentle flow1 ,peace like the morning's silent glow1 ,from day to day1 in love supplied1 ,an endless and unebbing tide4 ,peace flowing on without decrease1 ,from him who is our joy and peace1 ,who1 by his reconciling blood1 ,hath made the sinner's peace with ,god4 ,peace through the night and through the day1 ,peace through the windings of our way2 ,in pain1 and toil1 and weariness1 ,a deep and everlasting peace4 ,o ,king of peace1 this peace bestow ,upon a stranger here below2 ,o ,god of peace1 thy peace impart1 ,to every sad and troubled heart4 ,peace from the ,father and the ,son1 ,peace from the ,spirit1 all his own2 ,peace that shall never more be lost1 ,of ,father1 ,son1 and ,holy ,ghost4 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,a ,,quiet ,,heart ,quiet1 ,lord1 my froward heart3 ,make me teachable and mild2 ,upright1 simple1 free from art2 ,make me as a weaned child1 ,from distrust and envy free1 ,pleased with all that pleaseth thee4 ,what thou shalt to-day provide ,let me as a child receive2 ,what to-morrow may betide ,calmly to thy wisdom leave4 ',tis enough that thou wilt care3 ,why should ,i the burthen bear8 ,as a little child relies ,on a care beyond his own2 ,knows he's neither strong nor wise1 ,fears to stir a step alone2 ,let me thus with thee abide1 ,as my ,father1 ,guard and ,guide4 --,john ,newton4 ,,rest ,,where ,,you ,,are ,when1 spurred by tasks unceasing or undone1 ,you would seek rest afar1 ,and can not1 though repose be rightly won-- ,rest where you are4 ,neglect the needless2 sanctify the rest2 ,move without stress or jar2 ,with quiet of a spirit self-possessed ,rest where you are4 ,not in event1 restriction1 or release1 ,not in scenes near or far1 ,but in ourselves are restlessness or peace1 ,rest where you are4 ,where lives the soul lives ,god2 his day1 his world1 ,no phantom mists need mar2 ,his starry nights are tents of peace unfurled3 ,rest where you are4 ,,be ,,all ,,at ,,rest ,be all at rest1 my soul toward ,god2 from him comes my salvation4 ,psa4 #fb4 #a4 ,be all at rest1 my soul4 ,oh6 blessed secret ,of the true life that glorifies thy ,lord3 ,not always doth the busiest soul best serve him1 ,but he who resteth on his faithful word4 ,be all at rest4--let not your heart be rippled1 ,for tiny wavelets mar the image fair ,which the still pool reflects of heaven's glory-- ,and thus the ,image he would have you bear4 ,be all at rest1--for rest is highest service2 ,to the still heart ,god doth his secrets tell3 ,thus shall thou learn to wait1 and watch1 and labor1 ,strengthened to bear1 since ,christ in thee doth dwell4 ,for what is service but the life of ,jesus ,lived through a vessel of earth's fragile clay2 ,loving and giving2 poured forth for others2 ,a living sacrifice from day to day8 ,and what shall meet the deep unrest around thee ,but the calm peace of ,god that filled his breast8 ,for still a living voice must call the weary ,to him who said1 ,come unto me and rest4 ,therefore be all at rest1 my soul1 toward him1 ,if thou a revelation of the ,lord would'st be2 ,for in the quiet confidence that never doubts him1 ,others his truth and faithfulness shall see4 ,be all at rest1 for rest alone becometh ,the soul that casts on him its every care2 ,be all at rest--so shall thy life proclaim him ,a ,god who worketh and who heareth prayer4 ,be all at rest--so shalt thou be an answer ,to those who question1 ,who is ,god1 and where8 ,for ,god is rest1 and where he dwells is stillness1 ,and they who dwell in him that rest shall share4 --,freda ,hanbury ,allen4 ,,rest ,sweet is the pleasure ,itself cannot spoil6 ,is not true leisure ,one with true toil8 ,thou that wouldst taste it1 ,still do thy best2 ,use it1 not waste it1 ,else 'tis no rest4 ,wouldst behold beauty ,near thee all round8 ,only hath duty ,such a sight found4 ,rest is not quitting ,the busy career2 ,rest is the fitting ,of self to its sphere4 ',tis the brook's motion1 ,clear without strife1 ,fleeing to ocean ,after its life4 ,deeper devotion ,nowhere hath knelt2 ,fuller emotion ,heart never felt4 ',tis loving and serving ,the ,highest and ,best6 ',tis onwards1 unswerving1 ,and that is true rest4 --,john ,sullivan ,dwight4 ,there is peace in power2 the men who speak ,with the loudest tongues do least2 ,and the surest sign of a mind that is weak ,is its want of the power to rest4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,,equanimity ,tost on a sea of troubles1 ,soul1 my ,soul1 ,thyself do thou control2 ,and to the weapons of advancing foes ,a stubborn breast oppose3 ,undaunted 'mid the hostile might ,of squadrons burning for the fight ,thine be no boasting when the victor's crown ,wins thee deserved renown2 ,thine no dejected sorrow1 when defeat ,would urge a base retreat2 ,rejoice in joyous things--nor overmuch ,let grief thy bosom touch ',midst evil1 and still bear in mind ,how changeful are the ways of humankind4 --,archilochos1 tr4 by ,william ,hay4 ,,god',s ,,peace ,grant us ,thy peace1 down from thy presence falling1 ,as on the thirsty earth cool night-dews sweet2 ,grant us thy peace1 to thy pure paths recalling1 ,from devious ways1 our worn and wandering feet4 ,grant us ,thy peace1 through winning and through losing1 ,through gloom and gladness of our pilgrim way2 ,grant us thy peace1 safe in thy love's enclosing1 ,thou who all things in heaven and earth dost sway4 ,give us ,thy peace1 not as the world has given1 ,in momentary rays that fitful gleamed1 ,but calm1 deep1 sure1 the peace of spirits shriven1 ,of hearts surrendered and of souls redeemed4 ,grant us thy peace1 that like a deepening river ,swells ever outward to the sea of praise4 ,o thou of peace the only ,lord and ,giver1 ,grant us thy peace1 ,o ,saviour1 all our days4 --,eliza ,scudder4 ,,the ,,inner ,,calm ,calm me1 my ,god1 and keep me calm1 ,while these hot breezes blow2 ,be like the night-dew's cooling balm ,upon earth's fevered brow4 ,calm me1 my ,god1 and keep me calm1 ,soft resting on thy breast2 ,soothe me with holy hymn and psalm ,and bid my spirit rest4 ,yes1 keep me calm1 though loud and rude ,the sounds my ear that greet2 ,calm in the closet's solitude1 ,calm in the bustling street2 ,calm in the hour of buoyant health1 ,calm in my hour of pain1 ,calm in my poverty or wealth1 ,calm in my loss or gain2 ,calm when the great world's news with power ,my listening spirit stir2 ,let not the tidings of the hour ,e'er find too fond an ear2 ,calm as the ray of sun or star ,which storms assail in vain2 ,moving unruffled through earth's war1 ,the eternal calm to gain4 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,father1 take not away ,the burden of the day1 ,but help me that ,i bear it ,as ,christ his burden bore ,when cross and thorn he wore ,and none with him could share it2 ,in his name help ,i pray6 ,i only ask for grace ,to see that patient face ,and my impatient one2 ,ask that mine grow like ,his-- ,sign of an inward peace ,from trust in thee alone1 ,unchanged by time or place4 ,and they who do their souls no wrong1 ,but keep at eve the faith of morn1 ,shall daily hear the angel-song1 ,to-day the ,prince of ,peace is born4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,drop thy still dews of quietness1 ,till all our strivings cease2 ,take from our souls the strain and stress1 ,and let our ordered lives confess ,the beauty of thy peace4 ,breathe through the heats of our desire ,thy coolness and thy balm2 ,let sense be dumb1 let flesh retire2 ,speak through the earthquake1 wind1 and fire1 ,o still1 small voice of calm6 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,as flows the river calm and deep4 ,in silence toward the sea1 ,so floweth ever1 and ceaseth never1 ,the love of ,god to me4 ,what peace ,he bringeth to my heart1 ,deep as the soundless sea2 ,how sweetly singeth the soul that clingeth1 ,my loving ,lord1 to thee4 ,he fails never4 ,if ,he cannot work by us ,he will work through us4 ,let our souls be calm4 ,we should be ashamed to sit beneath those stars1 ,impatient that we're nothing4 ,get work1 get work2 be sure 'tis better ,than what you work to get4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,calm ,soul of all things1 make it mine ,to feel amid the city's jar1 ,that there abides a peace of thine ,man did not make and cannot mar4 ,the will to neither strive nor cry1 ,the power to feel with others give2 ,calm1 calm me more1 nor let me die ,before ,i have begun to live4 --,matthew ,arnold4 ,what secret trouble stirs thy heart8 ,why all this fret and flurry8 ,dost thou not know that what is best ,in this too restless world is rest ,from over-work and hurry8 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,we bless thee for thy peace1 ,o ,god1 ,deep as the boundless sea1 ,it falls like sunshine on the road1 ,of those who trust in thee2 ,that peace which suffers and is strong1 ,trusts where it cannot see3 ,deems not the trial way too long1 ,but leaves the end with thee4 ,be calm in arguing3 for fierceness makes ,error a fault1 and truth discourtesy4 ,why should ,i feel another man's mistakes ,more than his sicknesses or poverty8 ,in love ,i should2 but anger is not love1 ,nor wisdom1 neither2 therefore gently move4 --,george ,herbert4 ,why fret thee1 soul1 ,for things beyond thy small control8 ,but do thy part1 and thou shalt see ,heaven will have charge of them and thee4 ,sow then thy seed1 and wait in peace ,the ,lord's increase4 ,what is the use of worrying ,and flurrying and scurrying ,and breaking up one's rest2 ,when all the world is teaching us ,and praying and beseeching us ,that quiet ways are best4 ,i feel within me ,a peace above all earthly dignities ,a still and quiet conscience4 --,william ,shakespeare4 ,the stormy blast is strong1 but mightier still ,the calm that binds the storm beneath its peaceful will4 --,john ,sterling4 ,as running water cleanseth bodies dropped therein ,so heavenly truth doth cleanse the secret heart from sin4 --,from the ,sanskrit1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,from our ill-ordered hearts we oft are fain to roam1 ,as men go forth who find unquietness at home4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,a mind from every evil thought set free ,i count the noblest gift of ,deity4 --,aeschylus1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,a stone makes not great rivers turbid grow2 ,when saints are vexed their shallowness they show4 --,saadi4 ,yes1 ,lord1 one great eternal yes ,to all my ,lord shall say2 ,to what ,i know1 or yet shall know1 ,in all the untried way4 ,good striving ,brings thriving4 ,better a dog who works ,than a lion who shirks4 --,from the ,persian4 ,,humility ,,meekness1 ,,weakness1 ,,selflessness ,a ,,last ,,prayer ,father1 ,i scarcely dare to pray1 ,so clear ,i see1 now it is done1 ,that ,i have wasted half my day ,and left my work but just begun4 ,so clear ,i see that things ,i thought ,were right1 or harmless1 were a sin2 ,so clear ,i see that ,i have sought ,unconscious1 selfish aims to win2 ,so clear ,i see that ,i have hurt ,the souls ,i might have helped to save2 ,that ,i have slothful been1 inert1 ,deaf to the calls ,thy leaders gave4 ,in outskirts of thy kingdom vast1 ,father1 the humblest spot give me2 ,set me the lowliest task thou hast2 ,let me1 repentant1 work for thee4 --,helen ,hunt ,jackson4 ,a ,,lowly ,,heart ,thy home is with the humble1 ,lord6 ,the simplest are the best1 ,thy lodging is in childlike hearts3 ,thou makest there thy rest4 ,dear ,comforter6 ,eternal ,love6 ,if thou wilt stay with me1 ,of lowly thoughts and simple ways ,i'll build a house for thee4 ,who made this beating heart of mine ,but ,thou1 my heavenly guest8 ,let no one have it1 then1 but thee1 ,and let it be thy rest4 --,lyra ,catholica4 ,before the eyes of men let duly shine thy light1 ,but ever let thy life's best part be out of sight4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,,knowledge ,,and ,,wisdom ,i4 ,the ,man who ,loved the ,names of ,things ,went forth beneath the skies ,and named all things that he beheld1 ,and people called him wise4 ,an unseen presence walked with him ,forever by his side1 ,the wedded mistress of his soul-- ,for ,knowledge was his bride2 ,she named the flowers1 the weeds1 the trees1 ,and all the growths of all the seas4 ,she told him all the rocks by name1 ,the winds and whence they blew2 ,she told him how the seas were formed1 ,and how the mountains grew4 ,she numbered all the stars for him2 ,and all the rounded skies ,were mapped and charted for the gaze ,of his devouring eyes4 ,thus1 taught by her1 he taught the crowd2 ,they praised--and he was very proud4 ,,ii4 ,the ,man who ,loved the ,soul of ,things ,went forth serene and glad1 ,and mused upon the mighty world1 ,and people called him mad4 ,an unseen presence walked with him ,forever by his side1 ,the wedded mistress of his soul-- ,for ,wisdom was his bride4 ,she showed him all this mighty frame1 ,and bade him feel--but named no name4 ,she stood with him upon the hills ,ringed by the azure sky1 ,and shamed his lowly thought with stars ,and bade it climb as high4 ,and all the birds he could not name1 ,the nameless stars that roll1 ,the unnamed blossoms at his feet ,talked with him soul to soul2 ,he heard the ,nameless ,glory speak ,in silence--and was very meek4 --,sam ,walter ,foss4 ,,the ,,inquiry ,i wonder if ever a song was sung but the singer's heart sang sweeter6 ,i wonder if ever a rhyme was rung but the thought surpassed the meter6 ,i wonder if ever a sculptor wrought till the cold stone echoed his ardent thought6 ,or if ever the painter with light and shade the dream of his inmost heart portrayed6 ,i wonder if ever a rose was found and there might not be a fairer6 ,or if ever a glittering gem was ground and we dreamed not of a rarer6 ,ah6 never on earth do we find the best2 but it waits for us in the land of rest1 ,and a perfect thing we shall never behold till we pass the portals of shining gold4 ,a ,,song ,,of ,,low ,,degree ,he that is down need fear no fall2 ,he that is low1 no pride2 ,he that is humble ever shall ,have ,god to be his guide4 ,i am content with what ,i have1 ,little be it1 or much2 ,and1 ,lord1 contentment still ,i crave1 ,because thou savest such4 ,fullness to such a burden is ,that go on pilgrimage2 ,here little1 and hereafter bliss1 ,is best from age to age4 --,john ,bunyan4 ,,not ,,yet ,,prepared ,o thou unpolished shaft1 why leave the quiver8 ,o thou blunt axe1 what forests canst thou hew8 ,untempered sword1 canst thou the oppressed deliver8 ,go back to thine own maker's forge anew4 ,submit thyself to ,god for preparation1 ,seek not to teach thy ,master and thy ,lord2 ,call it not zeal2 it is a base temptation4 ,satan is pleased when man dictates to ,god4 ,down with thy pride6 with holy vengeance trample ,on each self-flattering fancy that appears2 ,did not the ,lord himself1 for our example1 ,lie hid in ,nazareth for thirty years8 ,,recessional ,god of our fathers1 known of old-- ,lord of our far-flung battle-line-- ,beneath whose awful hand we hold ,dominion over palm and pine-- ,lord ,god of hosts1 be with us yet1 ,lest we forget--lest we forget4 ,the tumult and the shouting dies-- ,the ,captains and the ,kings depart-- ,still stands thine ancient sacrifice1 ,an humble and a contrite heart4 ,lord ,god of hosts1 be with us yet1 ,lest we forget--lest we forget4 ,far-called our navies melt away-- ,on dune and headland sinks the fire-- ,lo1 all our pomp of yesterday ,is one with ,nineveh and ,tyre4 ,judge of the nations1 spare us yet1 ,lest we forget--lest we forget4 ,if1 drunk with sight of power1 we loose ,wild tongues that have not thee in awe-- ,such boastings as the ,gentiles use1 ,or lesser breeds without the ,law-- ,lord ,god of hosts1 be with us yet1 ,lest we forget--lest we forget4 ,for heathen heart that puts her trust ,in reeking tube and iron shard-- ,all valiant dust that builds on dust1 ,and guarding calls not ,thee to guard4 ,for frantic boast and foolish word1 ,thy mercy on thy people1 ,lord4 --,rudyard ,kipling4 ,in humbleness1 ,o ,lord1 ,i ask ,that thou bestow on me ,the will and strength to do some task ,for growth of love for thee2 ,some task1 not of my chosen will-- ,for wisdom is not mine-- ,but let my frailsome life fulfill ,some perfect thought of thine4 ,i ,,will ,,not ,,seek ,i cannot think but ,god must know ,about the thing ,i long for so2 ,i know he is so good1 so kind1 ,i cannot think but he will find ,some way to help1 some way to show ,me to the thing ,i long for so4 ,i stretch my hand2 it lies so near1 ,it looks so sweet1 it looks so dear1 ,dear ,lord1 ,i pray1 ,o let me know ,if it is wrong to want it so6 ,he only smiles1 he does not speak2 ,my heart grows weaker and more weak ,with looking at the thing so dear1 ,which lies so far1 and yet so near4 ,now1 ,lord1 ,i leave at thy loved feet ,this thing which looks so near1 so sweet2 ,i will not seek1 ,i will not long2 ,i almost fear ,i have been wrong2 ,i'll go1 and work the harder1 ,lord1 ,and wait1 till by some loud1 clear word ,thou callest me to thy loved feet ,to take this thing so dear1 so sweet4 --,saxe ,holm4 ,,triumphing ,,in ,,others ,others shall sing the song1 ,others shall right the wrong1 ,finish what ,i begin1 ,and all ,i fail of win4 ,what matter1 ,i or they1 ,mine or another's day1 ,so the right word be said1 ,and life the sweeter made8 ,ring1 bells in unreared steeples1 ,the joy of unborn peoples6 ,sound1 trumpets far-off blown1 ,your triumph is my own4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,pitch thy behaviour low1 thy projects high2 ,so shalt thou humble and magnanimous be2 ,sink not in spirit2 who aimeth at the sky ,shoots higher much than he that means a tree4 ,a grain of glory mixed with humbleness ,cures both a fever and lethargickness4 --,george ,herbert4 ,,for ,,divine ,,strength ,father1 in thy mysterious presence kneeling1 ,fain would our souls feel all thy kindling love2 ,for we are weak and need some deep revealing ,of trust1 and strength1 and calmness from above4 ,lord1 we have wandered far through doubt and sorrow1 ,and thou hast made each step an onward one2 ,and we will ever trust each unknown morrow-- ,thou wilt sustain us till its work is done4 ,in the heart's depths a peace serene and holy ,abides2 and when pain seems to have its will1 ,or we despair1 ,o may that peace rise slowly ,stronger than agony1 and we be still6 ,now1 ,father1 now1 in thy dear presence kneeling1 ,our spirits yearn to feel thy kindling love2 ,now make us strong1 we need thy deep revealing1 ,of trust1 and strength1 and calmness from above4 --,samuel ,johnson4 ,,when ,i ,,am ,,weak ,,then ,,am ,i ,,strong ,half feeling our own weakness1 ,we place our hands in ,thine-- ,knowing but half our darkness ,we ask for light divine4 ,then1 when ,thy strong arm holds us1 ,our weakness most we feel1 ,and thy love and light around us ,our darkness must reveal4 ,too oft1 when faithless doubtings ,around our spirits press1 ,we cry1 ,can hands so feeble ,grasp such almightiness8 ,while thus we doubt and tremble ,our hold still looser grows2 ,while on our darkness gazing ,vainly thy radiance glows4 ,oh1 cheer us with ,thy brightness1 ,and guide us by thy hand1 ,in thy light teach us light to see1 ,in thy strength strong to stand4 ,then though our hands be feeble1 ,if they but touch thine arm1 ,thy light and power shall lead us1 ,and keep us strong and calm4 ,a ,,humble ,,heart ,i would not ask ,thee that my days ,should flow quite smoothly on and on1 ,lest ,i should learn to love the world ,too well1 ere all my time was done4 ,i would not ask ,thee that my work ,should never bring me pain nor fear2 ,lest ,i should learn to work alone1 ,and never wish thy presence near4 ,i would not ask ,thee that my friends ,should always kind and constant be2 ,lest ,i should learn to lay my faith ,in them alone1 and not in thee4 ,but ,i would ask a humble heart1 ,a changeless will to work and wake1 ,a firm faith in ,thy providence1 ,the rest--'tis thine to give or take4 --,alfred ,norris4 ,knowledge and wisdom1 far from being one1 ,have ofttimes no connection4 ,knowledge dwells ,in heads replete with thoughts of other men2 ,wisdom in minds attentive to their own4 ,knowledge1 a rude1 unprofitable mass1 ,the mere material with which ,wisdom builds1 ,till smoothed1 and squared1 and fitted to its place1 ,does but encumber whom it seems to enrich4 ,knowledge is proud that he has learned so much1 ,wisdom is humble that he knows no more4 --,william ,cowper4 ,humble we must be if to heaven we go2 ,high is the roof there2 but the gate is low4 --,robert ,herrick4 ,,not ,,mine ,it is not mine to run1 with eager feet1 ,along life's crowded ways1 my ,lord to meet4 ,it is not mine to pour the oil and wine ,or bring the purple robe and linen fine4 ,it is not mine to break at his dear feet ,the alabaster box of ointment sweet4 ,it is not mine to bear his heavy cross1 ,or suffer1 for his sake1 all pain and loss4 ,it is not mine to walk through valleys dim1 ,or climb far mountain heights alone with him4 ,he hath no need of me in grand affairs1 ,where fields are lost or crowns won unawares4 ,yet1 ,master1 if ,i may make one pale flower ,bloom brighter1 for thy sake1 though one short hour2 ,if ,i in harvest fields where strong ones reap1 ,may bind one golden sheaf for love to keep2 ,may speak one quiet word when all is still1 ,helping some fainting heart to bear thy will2 ,or sing some high1 clear song on which may soar ,some glad soul heavenward1 ,i ask no more4 --,julia ,caroline ,ripley ,dorr4 ,christ wants the best4 ,he in the far-off ages ,once claimed the firstling of the flock1 the finest of the wheat2 ,and still he asks his own with gentlest pleading ,to lay their highest hopes and brightest talents at his feet4 ,he'll not forget the feeblest service1 humblest love2 ,he only asks that of our stores we give to him the best we have4 ,,praise ,,deprecated ,my sins and follies1 ,lord1 by thee ,from others hidden are1 ,that such good words are spoke of me ,as now and then ,i hear2 ,for sure if others know me such1 ,such as myself ,i know1 ,i should have been dispraised as much ,as ,i am praised now4 ,the praise1 therefore1 which ,i have heard1 ,delights not so my mind1 ,as those things make my heart afeard ,which in myself ,i find2 ,and ,i had rather to be blamed1 ,so ,i were blameless made1 ,than for much virtue to be famed ,when ,i no virtues had4 ,though slanders to an innocent ,sometimes do bitter grow1 ,their bitterness procures content1 ,if clear himself he know4 ,and when a virtuous man hath erred ,if praised himself he hear1 ,it makes him grieve and more afeard ,than if he slandered were4 ,lord1 therefore make my heart upright1 ,whate'er my deeds do seem2 ,and righteous rather in thy sight1 ,than in the world's esteem4 ,and if aught good appears to be ,in any act of mine1 ,let thankfulness be found in me1 ,and all the praise be thine4 --,george ,wither 7#aehh-affg74 ,one part1 one little part1 we dimly scan1 ,through the dark medium of life's feverish dream2 ,yet dare arraign the whole stupendous plan1 ,if but that little part incongruous seem4 ,nor is that part1 perhaps1 what mortals deem1 ,oft from apparent ill our blessings rise4 ,o then renounce that impious self-esteem ,that aims to trace the secrets of the skies2 ,for thou art but of dust1 be humble and be wise4 --,james ,beattie4 ,,humility ,o humble me6 ,i cannot bide the joy ,that in my ,saviour's presence ever flows2 ,may ,i be lowly1 lest it may destroy ,the peace his childlike spirit ever knows4 ,i would not speak thy word1 but by thee stand ,while thou dost to thine erring children speak2 ,o help me but to keep his own command1 ,and in my strength to feel me ever weak2 ,then in thy presence shall ,i humbly stay1 ,nor lose the life of love he came to give2 ,and find at last the life1 the truth1 the way ,to where with him thy blessed servants live2 ,and walk forever in the path of truth-- ,a servant1 yet a son2 a sire and yet a youth4 --,jones ,very4 ,,turn ,,from ,,self ,this is the highest learning1 ,the hardest and the best-- ,from self to keep still turning1 ,and honor all the rest4 ,if one should break the letter1 ,yea1 spirit of command1 ,think not that thou art better2 ,thou may'st not always stand6 ,we all are weak--but weaker ,hold no one than thou art2 ,then1 as thou growest meeker1 ,higher will go thy heart4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,in proud humility a pious man went through the field2 ,the ears of corn were bowing in the wind1 as if they kneeled2 ,he struck them on the head1 and modestly began to say1 ,unto the ,lord1 not unto me1 such honors should you pay4 --,from the ,persian4 ,,meekness ,,of ,,moses ,moses1 the patriot fierce1 became ,the meekest man on earth1 ,to show us how love's quickening flame ,can give our souls new birth4 ,moses1 the man of meekest heart1 ,lost ,canaan by self-will1 ,to show1 where grace has done its part1 ,how sin defiles us still4 ,thou who hast taught me in thy fear1 ,yet seest me frail at best1 ,oh1 grant me loss with ,moses here1 ,to gain his future rest4 --,john ,henry ,newman4 ,,laus ,,deo ,let praise devote thy work1 and skill employ ,thy whole mind1 and thy heart be lost in joy4 ,well-doing bringeth pride2 this constant thought ,humility1 that thy best done is naught4 ,man doeth nothing well1 be it great or small1 ,save to praise ,god2 but that hath saved all4 ,for ,god requires no more than thou hast done1 ,and takes thy work to bless it for his own4 --,robert ,bridges4 ,a commonplace life1 we say1 and we sigh2 ,but why should we sigh as we say8 ,the commonplace sun in the commonplace sky ,makes up the commonplace day4 ,the moon and the stars are commonplace things1 ,and the flower that blooms and the bird that sings1 ,but dark were the world and sad our lot ,if the flowers failed and the sun shone not2 ,and ,god1 who studies each separate soul ,out of commonplace lives makes his beautiful whole4 ,humility1 that low1 sweet root ,from which all heavenly virtues shoot4 --,thomas ,moore4 ,,the ,,everlasting ,,memorial ,up and away1 like the dew of the morning ,that soars from the earth to its home in the sun1 ,so let me steal away1 gently and lovingly1 ,only remembered by what ,i have done4 ,my name1 and my place1 and my tomb all forgotten1 ,the brief race of time well and patiently run1 ,so let me pass away1 peacefully1 silently1 ,only remembered by what ,i have done4 ,gladly away from this toil would ,i hasten1 ,up to the crown that for me has been won2 ,unthought of by man in rewards or in praises2 ,only remembered by what ,i have done4 ,up and away1 like the odors of sunset1 ,that sweeten the twilight as evening comes on1 ,so be my life--a thing felt but not noticed1-- ,and ,i but remembered by what ,i have done4 ,yes1 like the fragrance that wanders in freshness ,when the flowers that it came from are closed up and gone4 ,so would ,i be to this world's weary dwellers ,only remembered by what ,i have done4 ,i need not be missed1 if my life has been bearing 7,as its summer and autumn move silently on7 ,the bloom1 and the fruit1 and the seed of its season2 ,i shall still be remembered by what ,i have done4 ,needs there the praise of the love-written record1 ,the name and the epitaph graved on the stone8 ,the things we have lived for--let them be our story-- ,we ourselves but remembered by what we have done4 ,i need not be missed if another succeed me1 ,to reap down the fields which in spring ,i have sown2 ,he who plowed and who sowed is not missed by the reaper1 ,he is only remembered by what he has done4 ,not myself1 but the truth that in life ,i have spoken1 ,not myself1 but the seed that in life ,i have sown1 ,shall pass on to ages--all about me forgotten1 ,save the truth ,i have spoken1 the things ,i have done4 ,so let my living be1 so be my dying2 ,so let my name lie1 unblazoned1 unknown2 ,unpraised and unmissed1 ,i shall still be remembered2 ,yes1 but remembered for what ,i have done4 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,,self ,o ,i could go through all life's troubles singing1 ,turning earth's night to day1 ,if self were not so fast around me clinging1 ,to all ,i do or say4 ,o ,lord6 that ,i could waste my life for others1 ,with no ends of my own1 ,that ,i could pour myself into my brothers ,and live for them alone6 ,such was the life thou livedst2 self-abjuring1 ,thine own pains never easing1 ,our burdens bearing1 our just doom enduring2 ,a life without self-pleasing4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,bringing ,,our ,,sheaves ,,with ,,us ,the time for toil is past1 and night has come-- ,the last and saddest of the harvest eves2 ,worn out with labor1 long and wearisome1 ,drooping and faint1 the reapers hasten home1 ,each laden with his sheaves4 ,last of the laborers1 thy feet ,i gain1 ,lord of the harvest6 and my spirit grieves ,that ,i am burdened not so much with grain ,as with a heaviness of heart and brain2 ,master1 behold my sheaves4 ,few1 light1 and worthless--yet their trifling weight ,through all my frame a weary aching leaves2 ,for long ,i struggled with my hapless fate1 ,and stayed and toiled till it was dark and late-- ,yet these are all my sheaves4 ,full well ,i know ,i have more tares than wheat1 ,brambles and flowers1 dry stalks and withered leaves2 ,wherefore ,i blush and weep as at thy feet ,i kneel down reverently and repeat1 ,master1 behold my sheaves6 ,i know these blossoms clustering heavily1 ,with evening dew upon their folded leaves1 ,can claim no value or utility-- ,therefore shall fragrancy and beauty be ,the glory of my sheaves4 ,so do ,i gather strength and hope anew2 ,for well ,i know thy patient love perceives ,not what ,i did1 but what ,i strove to do1 ,and though the full ripe ears be sadly few ,thou wilt accept my sheaves4 --,elizabeth ,akers4 ,i pray not that ,men tremble at ,my power of place1 ,and lordly sway2 ,i only pray for simple grace ,to look my neighbor in the face ,full honestly from day to day4 --,james ,whitcomb ,riley4 ,if thou art blest1 ,then let the sunshine of thy gladness rest ,on the dark edges of each cloud that lies ,black in thy brother's skies4 ,if thou art sad1 ,still be in thy brother's gladness glad4 --,hamilton4 ,flower in the crannied wall1 ,i pluck you out of the crannies1 ,i hold you here1 root and all1 in my hand1 ,little flower--but if ,i could understand ,what you are1 root and all1 and all in all1 ,i should know what ,god and man is4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,praise not thy work1 but let thy work praise thee2 ,for deeds1 not words1 make each man's memory stable4 ,if what thou dost is good1 its good all men will see2 ,musk by its smell is known1 not by its label4 ,when thou art fain to trace a map of thine own heart1 ,an undiscovered land set down the largest part4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,patient1 resigned and humble wills ,impregnably resist all ills4 --,thomas ,ken4 ,he is one to whom ,long patience hath such mild composure given1 ,that patience now doth seem a thing of which ,he hath no need4 --,william ,wordsworth4 ,be not too ready to condemn ,the wrong thy brothers may have done3 ,ere ye too harshly censure them ,for human faults1 ask1 ,have ,i none8 --,eliza ,cook4 ,search thine own heart4 ,what paineth thee ,in others in thyself may be2 ,all dust is frail1 all flesh is weak2 ,be thou the true man thou dost seek4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,through wish1 resolve1 and act1 our will ,is moved by undreamed forces still2 ,and no man measures in advance ,his strength with untried circumstance4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,labor with what zeal we will1 ,something still remains undone4 ,something uncompleted still ,waits the rising of the sun4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,in the deed that no man knoweth1 ,where no praiseful trumpet bloweth1 ,where he may not reap who soweth1 ,there1 ,lord1 let my heart serve thee4 ,o wad some power the giftie gie us ,to see oursels as ithers see us6 ,it wad frae mony a blunder free us1 ,an' foolish notion4 --,robert ,burns4 ,,contentment ,,resignation1 ,,patience1 ,,compensation ,,contentment ,father1 ,i know that all my life ,is portioned out for me1 ,and the changes that are sure to come ,i do not fear to see2 ,i ask ,thee for a patient mind1 ,intent on pleasing thee4 ,i ask ,thee for a thoughtful love1 ,through constant watching wise1 ,to meet the glad with joyful smiles1 ,and wipe the weeping eyes1 ,and a heart1 at leisure from itself1 ,to soothe and sympathize4 ,i would not have the restless will ,that hurries to and fro1 ,seeking for some great thing to do1 ,or secret thing to know2 ,i would be treated as a child1 ,and guided where ,i go4 ,wherever in this world ,i am1 ,in whatsoe'er estate1 ,i have a fellowship with hearts ,to keep and cultivate1 ,and a work of lowly love to do ,for the ,lord on whom ,i wait4 ,so ,i ask ,thee for the daily strength-- ,to none that ask denied-- ,and a mind to blend with outward life1 ,while keeping at thy side1 ,content to fill a little space1 ,if thou be glorified4 ,and if some things ,i do not ask ,in my cup of blessing be1 ,i would have my spirit filled the more ,with grateful love to thee2 ,more careful not to serve thee much1 ,but to please thee perfectly4 ,there are briers besetting every path1 ,which call for constant care2 ,there is a cross in every lot1 ,and an earnest need for prayer2 ,but a lowly heart1 that leans on ,thee1 ,is happy everywhere4 ,in a service which ,thy love appoints ,there are no bonds for me1 ,for my secret heart has learned the truth ,which makes thy children free1 ,and a life of self-renouncing love ,is a life of liberty4 --,anna ,letitia ,waring4 ,,two ,,pictures ,an old farm house with meadows wide1 ,and sweet with clover on each side2 ,a bright-eyed boy1 who looks from out ,the door with woodbine wreathed about1 ,and wishes his one thought all day3 ,o if ,i could but fly away6 ,from this dull spot the world to see1 ,how happy1 happy1 happy1 ,how happy ,i should be6 ,amid the city's constant din1 ,a man who round the world has been1 ,who1 'mid the tumult and the throng1 ,is thinking1 thinking all day long3 ,o could ,i only tread once more ,the field-path to the farm-house door1 ,the old green meadow could ,i see1 ,how happy1 happy1 happy1 ,how happy ,i should be6 --,annie ,douglas ,robinson4 ,happy the man1 of mortals happiest he1 ,whose quiet mind from vain desires is free2 ,whom neither hopes deceive nor fears torment1 ,but lives in peace1 within himself content2 ,in thought1 or act1 accountable to none ,but to himself1 and unto ,god alone4 --,henry ,p4 ,f4 ,lansdowne4 ,,content ,i ,,live ,my mind to me a kingdom is2 ,such perfect joy therein ,i find ,as far exceeds all earthly bliss ,that ,god or nature hath assigned3 ,though much ,i want that most would have1 ,yet still my mind forbids to crave4 ,content ,i live2 this is my stay-- ,i seek no more than may suffice4 ,i press to bear no haughty sway2 ,look1 what ,i lack my mind supplies4 ,lo1 thus ,i triumph like a king1 ,content with what my mind doth bring4 ,i laugh not at another's loss1 ,i grudge not at another's gain2 ,no worldly wave my mind can toss2 ,i brook that as another's bane4 ,i fear no foe1 nor fawn on friend4 ,i loathe not life1 nor dread mine end4 ,my wealth is health and perfect ease2 ,my conscience clear my chief defense2 ,i never seek by bribes to please ,nor by desert to give offense4 ,thus do ,i live1 thus will ,i die2 ,would all did so1 as well as ,i4 --,edward ,dyer4 ,alt4 by ,william ,byrd 7#aedj-afbe74 ,,just ,,as ,,god ,,leads ,just as ,god leads me ,i would go2 ,i would not ask to choose my way2 ,content with what he will bestow1 ,assured he will not let me stray4 ,so1 as he leads1 my path ,i make1 ,and step by step ,i gladly take-- ,a child1 in him confiding4 ,just as ,god leads ,i am content2 ,i rest me calmly in his hands2 ,that which he has decreed and sent-- ,that which his will for me commands-- ,i would that he should all fulfill1 ,that ,i should do his gracious will ,in living or in dying4 ,just as ,god leads1 ,i all resign2 ,i trust me to my ,father's will2 ,when reason's rays deceptive shine1 ,his counsel would ,i yet fulfill2 ,that which his love ordained as right ,before he brought me to the right ,my all to him resigning4 ,just as ,god leads me1 ,i abide ,in faith1 in hope1 in suffering true2 ,his strength is ever by my side-- ,can aught my hold on him undo8 ,i hold me firm in patience1 knowing ,that ,god my life is still bestowing-- ,the best in kindness sending4 ,just as ,god leads ,i onward go1 ,out amid thorns and briers keen2 ,god does not yet his guidance show-- ,but in the end it shall be seen4 ,how1 by a loving ,father's will1 ,faithful and true1 he leads me still4 ,and so my heart is resting4 --,from the ,german4 ,,sweet ,,content ,o ,thou1 by long experience tried1 ,near whom no grief can long abide2 ,my ,lord1 how full of sweet content ,i pass my years of banishment6 ,all scenes alike engaging prove ,to souls impressed with sacred love6 ,where'er they dwell they dwell in ,thee ,in heaven1 in earth1 or on the sea4 ,to me remains nor place nor time1 ,my country is in every clime2 ,i can be calm and free from care ,on any shore1 since ,god is there4 ,while place we seek1 or place we shun1 ,the soul finds happiness in none2 ,but with a ,god to guide our way ',tis equal joy to go or stay4 ,could ,i be cast where ,thou art not1 ,that were indeed a dreadful lot2 ,but regions none remote ,i call1 ,secure of finding ,god in all4 --,madame ,guyon4 ,,content ,,and ,,rich ,my conscience is my crown1 ,contented thoughts my rest2 ,my heart is happy in itself1 ,my bliss is in my breast4 ,enough ,i reckon wealth2 ,a mean1 the surest lot2 ,that lies too high for base contempt1 ,too low for envy's shot4 ,my wishes are but few1 ,all easy to fulfill2 ,i make the limits of my power ,the bounds unto my will4 ,i feel no care of coin2 ,well doing is my wealth2 ,my mind to me an empire is1 ,while grace affordeth health4 ,i clip high-climbing thoughts1 ,the wings of swelling pride2 ,their fall is worst that from the height ,of greatest honor slide4 ,since sails of largest size ,the storm doth soonest tear1 ,i bear so low and small a sail ,as freeth me from fear4 ,i wrestle not with rage ,while fury's flame doth burn2 ,it is in vain to stop the stream ,until the tide doth turn4 ,but when the flame is out1 ,and ebbing wrath doth end1 ,i turn a late enraged foe ,into a quiet friend4 ,and1 taught with often proof1 ,a tempered calm ,i find ,to be most solace to itself1 ,best cure for angry mind4 ,no change of fortune's calms ,can cast my comforts down2 ,when ,fortune smiles ,i smile to think ,how quickly she will frown4 ,and when in froward mood ,she proves an angry foe1 ,small gain ,i found to let her come1 ,less loss to let her go4 --,robert ,southwell1 #aefa-ie4 7,one of the ,jesuit ,fathers who were cruelly executed by ,queen ,elizabeth47 ,don't lose ,courage6 ,spirit brave ,carry with you to the grave4 ,don't lose ,time in vain distress6 ,work1 not worry1 brings success4 ,don't lose ,hope6 who lets her stray ,goes forlornly all the way4 ,don't lose ,patience1 come what will6 ,patience ofttimes outruns skill4 ,don't lose ,gladness6 every hour ,blooms for you some happy flower4 ,though be foiled your dearest plan1 ,don't lose ,faith in ,god and man6 ,a ,,contrast ,two men toiled side by side from sun to sun1 ,and both were poor2 ,both sat with children1 when the day was done1 ,about their door4 ,one saw the beautiful in crimson cloud ,and shining moon2 ,the other1 with his head in sadness bowed1 ,made night of noon4 ,one loved each tree and flower and singing bird1 ,on mount or plain2 ,no music in the soul of one was stirred ,by leaf or rain4 ,one saw the good in every fellow-man ,and hoped the best2 ,the other marvelled at his ,master's plan1 ,and doubt confessed4 ,one1 having heaven above and heaven below1 ,was satisfied2 ,the other1 discontented1 lived in woe1 ,and hopeless died4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,,who ,,bides ,,his ,,time ,who bides his time1 and day by day ,faces defeat full patiently1 ,and lifts a mirthful roundelay ,however poor his fortunes be-- ,he will not fail in any qualm ,of poverty2 the paltry dime-- ,it will grow golden in his palm ,who bides his time4 ,who bides his time--he tastes the sweet ,of honey in the saltest tear2 ,and though he fares with slowest feet ,joy runs to meet him drawing near2 ,the birds are heralds of his cause1 ,and like a never-ending rhyme ,the roadsides bloom in his applause ,who bides his time4 ,who bides his time1 and fevers not ,in a hot race that none achieves1 ,shall wear cool wreathen laurel1 wrought ,with crimson berries in the leaves2 ,and he shall reign a goodly king ,and sway his hand o'er every clime1 ,with peace writ on his signet ring1 ,who bides his time4 --,james ,whitcomb ,riley4 ,,careless ,,content ,i am content2 ,i do not care2 ,wag as it will the world for me2 ,when ,fuss and ,fret was all my fare ,it got no ground1 as ,i could see4 ,so when away my caring went ,i counted cost and was content4 ,with more of thanks and less of thought ,i strive to make my matters meet2 ,to seek1 what ancient sages sought1 ,physic and food in sour and sweet4 ,to take what passes in good part1 ,and keep the hiccups from the heart4 ,with good and gentle-humored hearts ,i choose to chat1 whene'er ,i come1 ,whate'er the subject be that starts2 ,but if ,i get among the glum ,i hold my tongue1 to tell the truth1 ,and keep my breath to cool my broth4 ,for chance or change of peace or pain2 ,for fortune's favor or her frown2 ,for luck or glut1 for loss or gain1 ,i never dodge1 nor up nor down3 ,but swing what way the ship shall swim1 ,or tack about with equal trim4 ,i suit not where ,i shall not speed1 ,nor trace the turn of every tide2 ,if simple sense will not succeed1 ,i make no bustling1 but abide2 ,for shining wealth1 or scoring woe1 ,i force no friend1 ,i fear no foe4 ,i love my neighbor as myself2 ,myself like him too1 by his leave2 ,nor to his pleasure1 power1 or pelf ,came ,i to crouch1 as ,i conceive2 ,dame ,nature doubtless has designed ,a man the monarch of his mind4 ,now taste and try this temper1 sirs2 ,mood it and brood it in your breast2 ,or if ye ween1 for worldly stirs1 ,that man does right to mar his rest1 ,let me be left1 and debonair2 ,i am content2 ,i do not care4 --,john ,byrom 7#afib-agfc74 ,some of your hurts you have cured1 ,and the sharpest you still have survived1 ,but what torments of grief you endured ,from the evils which never arrived4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,,happy ,,any ,,way ,lord1 it belongs not to my care ,whether ,i die or live2 ,to love and serve thee is my share1 ,and this thy grace must give4 ,if life be long1 ,i will be glad ,that ,i may long obey2 ,if short1 yet why should ,i be sad ,to soar to endless day8 ,christ leads me through no darker rooms ,than he went through before2 ,he that into ,god's kingdom comes ,must enter by his door4 ,come1 ,lord1 when grace hath made me meet ,thy blessed face to see2 ,for1 if thy work on earth be sweet1 ,what will thy glory be8 ,then ,i shall end my sad complaints1 ,and weary1 sinful days1 ,and join with the triumphant saints ,who sing ,jehovah's praise4 ,my knowledge of that life is small2 ,the eye of faith is dim2 ,but 'tis enough that ,christ knows all1 ,and ,i shall be with him4 --,richard ,baxter4 ,,the ,,things ,i ,,miss ,an easy thing1 ,o ,power ,divine1 ,to thank thee for these gifts of thine6 ,for summer's sunshine1 winter's snow1 ,for hearts that kindle1 thoughts that glow2 ,but when shall ,i attain to this3 ,to thank thee for the things ,i miss8 ,for all young fancy's early gleams1 ,the dreamed-of joys that still are dreams4 ,hopes unfulfilled1 and pleasures known ,through others' fortunes1 not my own1 ,and blessings seen that are not given1 ,and ne'er will be1 this side of heaven4 ,had ,i1 too1 shared the joys ,i see1 ,would there have been a heaven for me8 ,could ,i have felt thy presence near ,had ,i possessed what ,i held dear8 ,my deepest fortune1 highest bliss1 ,have grown1 perchance1 from things ,i miss4 ,sometimes there comes an hour of calm2 ,grief turns to blessing1 pain to balm2 ,a ,power that works above my will ,still leads me onward1 upward still2 ,and then my heart attains to this3 ,to thank thee for the things ,i miss4 --,thomas ,wentworth ,higginson4 ,,the ,,heritage ,the rich man's son inherits lands1 ,and piles of brick and stone and gold1 ,and he inherits soft1 white hands1 ,and tender flesh that fears the cold1 ,nor dares to wear a garment old2 ,a heritage1 it seems to me1 ,one scarce would wish to hold in fee4 ,the rich man's son inherits cares2 ,the bank may break1 the factory burn1 ,a breath may burst his bubble shares1 ,and soft white hands could hardly earn ,a living that would serve his turn2 ,a heritage1 it seems to me1 ,one scarce would wish to hold in fee4 ,the rich man's son inherits wants1 ,his stomach craves for dainty fare2 ,with sated heart he hears the pants ,of toiling hinds with brown arms bare1 ,and wearies in his easy-chair2 ,a heritage1 it seems to me1 ,one scarce would wish to hold in fee4 ,what doth the poor man's son inherit8 ,stout muscles and a sinewy heart2 ,a hardy frame1 a hardier spirit1 ,king of two hands1 he does his part ,in every useful toil and art2 ,a heritage1 it seems to me1 ,a king might wish to hold in fee4 ,what doth the poor man's son inherit8 ,wishes o'erjoyed with humble things1 ,a rank adjudged by toil-won merit1 ,content that from employment springs1 ,a heart that in his labor sings2 ,a heritage1 it seems to me1 ,a king might wish to hold in fee4 ,what doth the poor man's son inherit8 ,a patience learned of being poor1 ,courage1 if sorrow come1 to bear it1 ,a fellow-feeling that is sure ,to make the outcast bless his door2 ,a heritage1 it seems to me1 ,a king might wish to hold in fee4 ,o rich man's son6 there is a toil ,that with all others level stands2 ,large charity doth never soil1 ,but only whiten soft1 white hands2 ,this is the best crop from thy lands1 ,a heritage1 it seems to me1 ,worth being rich to hold in fee4 ,o poor man's son6 scorn not thy state2 ,there is worse weariness than thine ,in merely being rich and great2 ,toil only gives the soul to shine1 ,and makes rest fragrant and benign2 ,a heritage1 it seems to me1 ,worth being poor to hold in fee4 ,both1 heirs to some six feet of sod1 ,are equal in the earth at last2 ,both1 children of the same dear ,god1 ,prove title to your heirship vast ,by record of a well-filled past2 ,a heritage1 it seems to me1 ,well worth a life to hold in fee4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,i ,,am ,,content ,i am content4 ,in trumpet tones ,my song let people know2 ,and many a mighty man with thrones ,and scepter is not so4 ,and if he is ,i joyful cry1 ,why1 then he's just the same as ,i4 ,my motto is--,content with this2 ,gold--place--,i prize not such4 ,that which ,i have my measure is3 ,wise men desire not much4 ,men wish and wish1 and have their will1 ,and wish again as hungry still4 ,and gold and honor are besides ,a very brittle glass2 ,and time1 in his unresting tides ,makes all things change and pass3 ,turns riches to a beggar's dole2 ,sets glory's race an infant's goal4 ,be noble--that is more than wealth2 ,do right--that's more than place2 ,then in the spirit there is health ,and gladness in the face3 ,then thou art with thyself at one ,and1 no man hating1 fearest none4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,,madame ,,lofty ,mrs4 ,lofty keeps a carriage1 ,so do ,i2 ,she has dappled grays to draw it1 ,none have ,i4 ,she's no prouder of her coachman ,than am ,i ,with my blue-eyed laughing baby ,trundling by4 ,i hide his face1 lest she should see ,the cherub boy and envy me4 ,her fine husband has white fingers1 ,mine has not2 ,he can give his bride a palace1 ,mine a cot4 ,hers comes home beneath the starlight1 ,ne'er cares she2 ,mine comes in the purple twilight1 ,kisses me1 ,and prays that ,he who turns life's sands ,will hold his loved ones in his hands4 ,mrs4 ,lofty has her jewels1 ,so have ,i2 ,she wears hers upon her bosom1 ,inside ,i4 ,she will leave hers at ,death's portals1 ,by and by2 ,i shall bear the treasures with me ,when ,i die-- ,for ,i have love1 and she has gold2 ,she counts her wealth1 mine can't be told4 ,she has those who love her station1 ,none have ,i1 ,but ,i've one true heart beside me2 ,glad am ,i2 ,i'd not change it for a kingdom1 ,no1 not ,i2 ,god will weigh it in a balance1 ,by and by2 ,and then the difference he'll define ',twixt ,mrs4 ,lofty's wealth and mine4 ,so long as life's hope-sparkle glows1 'tis good2 ,when death delivers from life's woes1 'tis good4 ,oh praise the ,lord who makes all good1 and will2 ,whether he life or death bestows1 'tis good4 ,,the ,,wind ,,that ,,blows1 ,,that ,,wind ,,is ,,best ,whichever way the wind doth blow1 ,some heart is glad to have it so2 ,then blow it east or blow it west1 ,the wind that blows1 that wind is best4 ,my little craft sails not alone2 ,a thousand fleet from every zone ,are out upon a thousand seas2 ,and what for me were favoring breeze ,might dash another with the shock ,of doom upon some hidden rock4 ,and so ,i do not dare to pray ,for winds to waft me on my way2 ,but leave it to a ,higher ,will ,to stay or speed me1 trusting still ,that ill is well1 and sure that ,he ,who launched my bark will sail with me ,through storm and calm1 and will not fail1 ,whatever breezes may prevail1 ,to land me1 every peril past1 ,within his sheltering heaven at last4 ,then1 whatsoever wind doth blow1 ,my heart is glad to have it so2 ,and1 blow it east or blow it west1 ,the wind that blows1 that wind is best4 --,caroline ,atherton ,mason4 ,,the ,,difference ,some murmur1 when their sky is clear ,and wholly bright to view1 ,if one small speck of dark appear ,in their great heaven of blue4 ,and some with thankful love are filled ,if but one streak of light1 ,one ray of ,god's good mercy1 gild ,the darkness of their night4 ,in palaces are hearts that ask1 ,in discontent and pride1 ,why life is such a dreary task ,and all things good denied4 ,yet hearts in poorest huts admire ,how love has in their aid 7,love that not ever seems to tire7 ,such rich provision made4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,give what ,thou canst2 without thee we are poor2 ,and with thee rich1 take what thou wilt away4 --,william ,cowper4 ,,riches ,,and ,,power ,cleon has a million acres1 ,ne'er a one have ,i2 ,cleon dwelleth in a palace1 ,in a cottage ,i4 ,cleon hath a dozen fortunes1 ,not a penny ,i2 ,yet the poorer of the twain is ,cleon1 and not ,i4 ,cleon1 true1 possesseth acres1 ,but the landscape ,i2 ,half the charms to me it yieldeth1 ,money cannot buy4 ,cleon harbors sloth and dullness1 ,freshening vigor ,i2 ,he in velvet1 ,i in fustian1 ,richer man am ,i4 ,cleon is a slave to grandeur1 ,free as thought am ,i2 ,cleon fees a score of doctors1 ,need of none have ,i4 ,wealth-surrounded1 care-environed1 ,cleon fears to die4 ,death may come1 he'll find me ready4 ,happier man am ,i4 ,cleon sees no charm in nature1 ,in a daisy ,i2 ,cleon hears no anthem ringing ,in the sea and sky2 ,nature sings to me forever1 ,earnest listener ,i6 ,state for state1 with all attendants1 ,who would change8 ,not ,i4 --,charles ,mackay4 ,,enough ,i am so weak1 dear ,lord1 ,i cannot stand ,one moment without thee2 ,but oh1 the tenderness of thine enfolding1 ,and oh1 the faithfulness of thine upholding1 ,and oh1 the strength of thy right hand6 ,that strength is enough for me4 ,i am so needy1 ,lord1 and yet ,i know ,all fullness dwells in thee2 ,and hour by hour that never-failing treasure ,supplies and fills in overflowing measure1 ,my last1 my greatest need4 ,and so ,thy grace is enough for me4 ,it is so sweet to trust ,,thy ,,word alone6 ,i do not ask to see ,the unveiling of thy purpose1 or the shining ,of future light or mysteries untwining2 ,the promise-roll is all my own1 ,thy word is enough for me4 ,the human heart asks love4 ,but now ,i know ,that my heart hath from ,thee ,all real1 and full1 and marvelous affection ,so near1 so human6 yet ,divine perfection ,thrills gloriously the mighty glow6 ,thy love is enough for me4 ,there were strange soul depths1 restless1 vast and broad ,unfathomed as the sea4 ,an infinite craving for some infinite stilling2 ,but now ,thy perfect love is perfect filling6 ,lord ,jesus ,christ1 my ,lord1 my ,god1 ,thou1 thou art enough for me6 --,frances ,ridley ,havergal4 ,,fully ,,content ,i know not1 and ,i would not know1 ,content1 ,i leave it all with ,thee2 ',tis ever best it should be so2 ,as thou wilt have it let it be4 ,but this ,i know3 that every day ,and every step for me is planned2 ,i surely cannot lose the ,way ,while ,he is holding fast my hand4 ,and surely1 whatsoe'er betide1 ,i never shall be left alone3 ,thou standest ever by my side2 ,to thee my future all is known4 ,and wheresoe'er my lot may fall ,the way before is marked by ,thee2 ,the windings of my life are all ,unfoldings of thy ,love to me4 ,what matter will it be1 ,o mortal man1 when thou art dying1 ,whether upon a throne or on the bare earth thou art lying8 --,from the ,persian4 ,,content ,,with ,,all ,content that ,god's decree ,should order all for thee4 ,content with sickness or with health-- ,content with poverty or wealth-- ,content to walk in humble guise1 ,and as ,he wills it sink or rise4 ,content to live alone ,and call no place thine own4 ,no sweet reunions day by day4 ,thy kindred spirits far away4 ,and1 since ,god wills to have it so1 ,thou wouldst not change for weal or woe4 ,content that others rise ,before thy very eyes4 ,how bright their lot and portion here6 ,wealth fills their coffers--friends are near4 ,behold their mansions tall and fair6 ,the timbrel and the dance are there4 ,content to toil or rest-- ,god's peace within thy breast-- ,to feel thy times are in ,his hand ,who holds all worlds in his command-- ,thy time to laugh--thy time to sigh-- ,thy time to live--thy time to die4 ,and is it so indeed ,thou art with ,god agreed8 ,content 'mid all the ills of life8 ,farewell1 then1 sorrow1 pain and strife6 ,such high content is heaven begun4 ,the battle's fought1 the victory won6 --,mary ,ann ,w4 ,cook4 ,a ,,blessed ,,lesson ,have ,i learned1 in whatsoever ,state to be content8 ,have ,i learned this blessed lesson ,by my ,master sent-- ,and with joyous acquiescence ,do ,i greet ,his will ,even when my own is thwarted ,and my hands lie still8 ,surely it is best and sweetest ,thus to have ,him choose1 ,even though some work ,i've taken ,by this choice ,i lose4 ,folded hands need not be idle-- ,fold them but in prayer2 ,other souls may toil far better ,for ,god's answer there4 ,they that reap receive their wages1 ,those who work their crown1 ,those who pray throughout the ages ,bring blest answers down2 ,in whatever state abiding ,till the ,master call1 ,they at eventide will find ,him ,glorified in all4 ,what though ,i can do so little ,for my ,lord and ,king1 ,at ,his feet ,i sit and listen1 ,at ,his feet ,i sing4 ,and1 whatever my condition1 ,all in love is meant2 ,sing1 my soul1 thy recognition1 ,sing1 and be content6 ,,it ,,might ,,have ,,been ,led by kindlier hand than ours1 ,we journey through this earthly scene1 ,and should not1 in our weary hours1 ,turn to regret what might have been4 ,and yet these hearts1 when torn by pain1 ,or wrung by disappointment keen1 ,will seek relief from present cares ,in thoughts of joys that might have been4 ,but let us still these wishes vain2 ,we know not that of which we dream4 ,our lives might have been sadder yet ,god only knows what might have been4 ,forgive us1 ,lord1 our little faith2 ,and help us all1 from morn to e'en1 ,still to believe that lot were best ,which is--not that which might have been4 ,and grant we may so pass the days ,the cradle and the grave between1 ,that death's dark hour not darker be ,for thoughts of what life might have been4 --,george ,z4 ,gray4 ,hushing every muttered murmur1 ,let your fortitude the firmer ,gird your soul with strength4 ,while1 no treason near her lurking1 ,patience in her perfect working1 ,shall be ,queen at length4 ,,be ,,content ,be thou content2 be still before ,his face at whose right hand doth reign ,fullness of joy for evermore1 ,without whom all thy toil is vain2 ,he is thy living spring1 thy sun1 whose rays ,make glad with life and light thy dreary days4 ,be thou content4 ,in him is comfort1 light1 and grace1 ,and changeless love beyond our thought2 ,the sorest pang1 the worst disgrace1 ,if he is there1 shall harm thee not4 ,he can lift off thy cross and loose thy bands1 ,and calm thy fears2 nay1 death is in ,his hands4 ,be thou content4 ,or art thou friendless and alone-- ,hast none in whom thou canst confide8 ,god careth for thee1 lonely one-- ,comfort and help he will provide4 ,he sees thy sorrows1 and thy hidden grief1 ,he knoweth when to send thee quick relief2 ,be thou content4 ,thy heart's unspoken pain he knows1 ,thy secret sighs he hears full well2 ,what to none else thou darest disclose ,to him thou mayest with boldness tell4 ,he is not far away1 but ever nigh1 ,and answereth willingly the poor man's cry3 ,be thou content4 ,,manna ',twas in the night the manna fell ,that fed the hosts of ,israel4 ,enough for each day's fullest store ,and largest need2 enough1 no more4 ,for willful waste1 for prideful show1 ,god sent not angels' food below4 ,still in our nights of deep distress ,the manna falls our heart to bless4 ,and1 famished1 as we cry for bread1 ,with heavenly food our lives are fed1 ,and each day's need finds each day's store ,enough4 ,dear ,lord1 what want we more6 --,margaret ,elizabeth ,sangster4 ,,blessings ,,near ,,at ,,hand ,we look too far for blessings2 ,we seek too far for joys2 ,we ought to be like children ,who find their chiefest toys ,ofttimes in nearest attic1 ,or in some dingy lane-- ,their aprons full of weeds or flowers ,gathered in sun or rain4 ,within the plainest cottage ,unselfish love may grow2 ,the sweetest1 the divinest gift1 ,which mortals ever know4 ,we ought to count our joys1 not woes2 ,meet care with winsome grace2 ,for discontent plows furrows ,upon the loveliest face4 ,hope1 freedom1 sunlight1 knowledge1 ,come not to wealth alone2 ,he who looks far for blessings ,will overlook his own4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,i ,,wouldn',t ,a sprig of mint by the wayward brook1 ,a nibble of birch in the wood1 ,a summer day1 and love1 and a book1 ,and ,i wouldn't be a king if ,i could4 --,john ,vance ,cheney4 ,the way to make thy son rich is to fill ,his mind with rest before his trunk with riches3 ,for wealth without contentment climbs a hill ,to feel those tempests which fly over ditches4 --,george ,herbert4 ,,the ,,jewel ,there is a jewel which no ,indian mine can buy1 ,no chemic art can counterfeit2 ,it makes men rich in greatest poverty1 ,makes water wine1 turns wooden cups to gold1 ,the homely whistle to sweet music's strain2 ,seldom it comes1 to few from heaven sent1 ,that much in little1 all in naught--,content4 ,,finding ,,content ,i could not find the little maid ,content1 ,so out ,i rushed1 and sought her far and wide2 ,but not where ,pleasure each new fancy tried1 ,heading the maze of rioting merriment1 ,nor where1 with restless eyes and bow half bent1 ,love in the brake of sweetbriar smiled and sighed1 ,nor yet where ,fame towered1 crowned and glorified1 ,found ,i her face1 nor wheresoe'er ,i went4 ,so homeward back ,i crawled1 like wounded bird1 ,when lo6 ,content sate spinning at my door2 ,and when ,i asked her where she was before-- ,here all the time1 she said2 ,i never stirred2 ,too eager in thy search1 you passed me o'er1 ,and1 though ,i called you1 neither saw nor heard4 --,alfred ,austin4 ,,daily ,,strength ,day by day the manna fell2 ,o to learn this lesson well2 ,still by constant mercy fed1 ,give me1 ,lord1 my daily bread4 ,day by day1 the promise reads2 ,daily strength for daily needs2 ,cast foreboding fears away2 ,take the manna of to-day4 ,lord1 my times are in thy hand4 ,all my sanguine hopes have planned ,to thy wisdom ,i resign1 ,and would make thy purpose thine4 ,thou my daily task shalt give2 ,day by day to ,thee ,i live2 ,so shall added years fulfill ,not my own--my ,father's will4 ,fond ambition1 whisper not2 ,happy is my humble lot2 ,anxious1 busy cares away2 ,i'm provided for to-day4 ,o to live exempt from care ,by the energy of prayer2 ,strong in faith1 with mind subdued1 ,yet elate with gratitude4 --,josiah ,conder4 ,,god ,,is ,,enough ,god is enough6 thou1 who in hope and fear ,toilest through desert sands of life1 sore tried1 ,climb1 trustful1 over death's black ridge1 for near ,the bright wells shine2 thou wilt be satisfied4 ,god doth suffice6 ,o thou1 the patient one1 ,who puttest faith in him1 and none beside1 ,bear yet thy load2 under the setting sun ,the glad tents gleam2 thou wilt be satisfied ,by ,god's gold ,afternoon6 peace ye shall have2 ,man is in loss except he live aright1 ,and help his fellow to be firm and brave1 ,faithful and patient2 then the restful night4 --,edwin ,arnold1 from the ,arabian4 ,,the ,,truly ,,rich ,they're richer who diminish their desires1 ,though their possessions be not amplified1 ,than monarchs1 who in owning large empires1 ,have minds that never will be satisfied4 ,for he is poor who wants what he would have1 ,and rich who1 having naught1 doth nothing crave4 --,t4 ,urchard4 ,,thy ,,allotment ,thou cam'st not to thy place by accident1 ,it is the very place ,god meant for thee2 ,and shouldst thou there small scope for action see ,do not for this give room to discontent1 ,nor let the time thou owest ,god be spent ,in idle dreaming how thou mightest be1 ,in what concerns thy spiritual life1 more free ,from outward hindrance or impediment4 ,for presently this hindrance thou shalt find ,that without which all goodness were a task ,so slight that virtue never could grow strong2 ,and wouldst thou do one duty to ,his mind-- ,the ,imposer's--over-burdened thou shalt ask1 ,and own thy need of1 grace to help ere long4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,,the ,,happiest ,,heart ,who drives the horses of the sun ,shall lord it but a day2 ,better the lowly deed were done1 ,and kept the humble way4 ,the rust will find the sword of fame1 ,the dust will hide the crown2 ,aye1 none shall nail so high his name ,time will not tear it down4 ,the happiest heart that ever beat ,was in some quiet breast ,that found the common daylight sweet1 ,and left to ,heaven the rest4 --,john ,vance ,cheney4 ,,welcome ,,the ,,shadows ,welcome the shadows2 where they blackest are ,burns through the bright supernal hour2 ,from blindness of wide dark looks out the star1 ,from all death's night the ,april flower4 ,for beauty and for gladness of the days ,bring but the meed of trust2 ,the ,april grass looks up from barren ways1 ,the daisy from the dust4 ,when of this flurry thou shalt have thy fill1 ,the thing thou seekest1 it will seek thee then3 ,the heavens repeat themselves in waters still ,and in the faces of contented men4 --,john ,vance ,cheney4 ,,the ,,daily ,,course ,new every morning is the love ,our wakening and uprising prove2 ,through sleep and darkness safely brought1 ,restored to life1 and power1 and thought4 ,new mercies each returning day ,hover around us while we pray2 ,new perils past1 new sins forgiven1 ,new thoughts of ,god1 new hopes of heaven4 ,if on our daily course our mind ,be set to hallow all we find1 ,new treasures still1 of countless price1 ,god will provide for sacrifice4 ,old friends1 old scenes1 will lovelier be ,as more of heaven in each we see2 ,some softening gleam of love and prayer ,shall dawn on every cross and care4 ,we need not bid1 for cloistered cell1 ,our neighbor and our work farewell1 ,nor strive to wind ourselves too high ,for sinful man beneath the sky4 ,the trivial round1 the common task1 ,will furnish all we ought to ask3 ,room to deny ourselves a road ,to bring us daily nearer ,god4 ,seek we no more2 content with these1 ,let present rapture1 comfort1 ease1 ,as ,heaven shall bid them1 come and go2 ,the secret1 this1 of rest below4 ,only1 ,o ,lord1 in thy dear love ,fit us for perfect rest above2 ,and help us this and every day1 ,to live more nearly as we pray4 --,john ,keble4 ,,god ,,enough ,let nothing disturb thee1 ,nothing affright thee2 ,all things are passing2 ,god never changeth2 ,patient endurance ,attaineth to all things2 ,who ,god possesseth ,in nothing is wanting2 ,alone ,god sufficeth4 --,st4 ,teresa1 tr4 by ,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,the ,,golden ,,mean ,he that holds fast the golden mean ,and lives contentedly between ,the little and the great1 ,feels not the wants that pinch the poor1 ,nor plagues that haunt the rich man's door1 ,embittering all his state4 ,,without ,,and ,,within ,if every man's internal care ,were written on his brow1 ,how many would our pity share ,who raise our envy now8 ,the fatal secret1 when revealed1 ,of every aching breast1 ,would prove that only while concealed ,their lot appeared the best4 --,pietro ,metastasio4 ,let us be content in work ,to do the thing we can1 and not presume ,to fret because it's little4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,if none were sick and none were sad1 ,what service could we render8 ,i think if we were always glad1 ,we scarcely could be tender4 ,if sorrow never claimed our heart1 ,and every wish were granted1 ,patience would die and hope depart-- ,life would be disenchanted4 ,a pilgrim1 bound to ,mecca1 quite away his sandals wore1 ,and on the desert's blistering sand his feet grew very sore4 ,to let me suffer thus1 great ,allah1 is not kind nor just1 ,while in thine service ,i confront the painful heat and dust4 ,he murmured in complaining tone2 and in this temper came ,to where1 around the ,kaaba1 pilgrims knelt of every name2 ,and there he saw1 while pity and remorse his bosom beat1 ,a pilgrim who not only wanted shoes1 but feet4 --,from the ,persian1 tr4 by ,william ,rounseville ,alger4 ,be still1 sad heart6 and cease repining2 ,behind the clouds is the sun still shining2 ,thy fate is the common fate of all1 ,into each life some rain must fall1 ,some days must be dark and dreary4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,strength for to-day is all that we need1 ,as there never will be a to-morrow2 ,for to-morrow will prove but another to-day ,with its measure of joy or of sorrow4 ,don't think your lot the worst because ,some griefs your joy assail2 ,there aren't so very many saws ,that never strike a nail4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,when it drizzles and drizzles1 ,if we cheerfully smile1 ,we can make the weather1 ,by working together1 ,as fair as we choose in a little while4 ,for who will notice that clouds are drear ,if pleasant faces are always near1 ,and who will remember that skies are gray ,if he carries a happy heart all day8 ,,aspiration ,,desire1 ,,supplication1 ,,growth ,,gradatim ,heaven is not reached by a single bound2 ,but we build the ladder by which we rise ,from the lowly earth to the vaulted skies1 ,and we mount to its summit round by round4 ,i count this thing to be grandly true3 ,that the noble deed is a step toward ,god1 ,lifting the soul from the common clod ,to a purer air and a broader view4 ,we rise by the things that are under feet2 ,by what we have mastered of good and gain1 ,by the pride deposed and the passion slain1 ,and the vanquished ills that we hourly meet4 ,we hope1 we aspire1 we resolve1 we trust1 ,when the morning calls us to life and light2 ,but our hearts grow weary1 and ere the night ,our lives are treading the sordid dust4 ,we hope1 we resolve1 we aspire1 we pray1 ,and we think that we mount the air on wings1 ,beyond the recall of sensual things1 ,while our feet still cling to the heavy clay4 ,wings for the angels1 but feet for men6 ,we may borrow the wings to find the way2 ,we may hope1 and resolve1 and aspire1 and pray2 ,but our feet must rise1 or we fall again4 ,only in dreams is a ladder thrown ,from the weary earth to the sapphire walls1 ,but the dreams depart1 and the vision falls1 ,and the sleeper wakes on his pillow of stone4 ,heaven is not reached at a single bound2 ,but we build the ladder by which we rise ,from the lowly earth to the vaulted skies1 ,and we mount to its summit round by round4 --,josiah ,gilbert ,holland4 ,,more ,,and ,,more ,purer yet and purer ,i would be in mind1 ,dearer yet and dearer ,every duty find2 ,hoping still and trusting ,god without a fear1 ,patiently believing ,he will make it clear4 ,calmer yet and calmer ,trials bear and pain1 ,surer yet and surer ,peace at last to gain2 ,suffering still and doing1 ,to his will resigned1 ,and to ,god subduing ,heart and will and mind4 ,higher yet and higher ,out of clouds and night1 ,nearer yet and nearer ,rising to the light-- ,light serene and holy-- ,where my soul may rest1 ,purified and lowly1 ,sanctified and blest4 --,johann ,w4 von ,goethe4 ,,the ,,chambered ,,nautilus ,this is the ship of pearl which1 poets feign1 ,sails the unshadowed main1-- ,the venturous bark that flings ,on the sweet summer wind its purpled wings ,in gulfs enchanted1 where the ,siren sings ,and coral reefs lie bare1 ,where the cold sea maids rise to sun their streaming hair4 ,its webs of living gauze no more unfurl2 ,wrecked is the ship of pearl6 ,and every chambered cell1 ,where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell1 ,as the frail tenant shaped his growing shell1 ,before thee lies revealed-- ,its irised ceiling rent1 its sunless crypt unsealed4 ,year after year beheld the silent toil ,that spread his lustrous coil2 ,still1 as the spiral grew1 ,he left the last year's dwelling for the new1 ,stole with soft step its shining archway through1 ,built up its idle door1 ,stretched in its last-found home1 and knew the old no more4 ,thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee1 ,child of the wandering sea1 ,cast from her lap1 forlorn6 ,from thy dead lips a clearer note is born ,than ever ,triton blew from wreathed horn2 ,while on my ear it rings1 ,through the deep caves of thought ,i hear a voice that sings3 ,build thee more stately mansions1 ,o my soul6 ,as the swift seasons roll6 ,leave thy low-vaulted past6 ,let each new temple1 nobler than the last1 ,shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast ,till thou at length art free1 ,leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea6 --,oliver ,wendell ,holmes4 ,,walking ,,with ,,jesus ,my ,saviour1 on the ,word of ,truth ,in earnest hope ,i live1 ,i ask for all the precious things ,thy boundless love can give4 ,i look for many a lesser light ,about my path to shine2 ,but chiefly long to walk with thee1 ,and only trust in thine4 ,thou knowest that ,i am not blest ,as ,thou would'st have me be ,till all the peace and joy of faith ,possess my soul in thee2 ,and still ,i seek 'mid many fears1 ,with yearnings unexpressed1 ,the comfort of thy strengthening love1 ,thy soothing1 settling rest4 ,it is not as ,thou wilt with me ,till1 humbled in the dust1 ,i know no place in all my heart ,wherein to put my trust3 ,until ,i find1 ,o ,lord6 in thee-- ,the lowly and the meek-- ,that fullness which thy own redeemed ,go nowhere else to seek4 ,then1 ,o my ,saviour6 on my soul1 ,cast down but not dismayed1 ,still be thy chastening healing hand ,in tender mercy laid3 ,and while ,i wait for all thy joys ,my yearning heart to fill1 ,teach me to walk and work with thee1 ,and at thy feet sit still4 --,anna ,letitia ,waring4 ,a ,,prayer ,,to ,,the ,,god ,,of ,,nature ,god of the roadside weed1 ,grant ,i may humbly serve the humblest need4 ,god of the scarlet rose1 ,give me the beauty that ,thy love bestows4 ,god of the hairy bee1 ,help me to suck deep joys from all ,i see4 ,god of the spider's lace1 ,let me1 from mine own heart1 unwind such grace4 ,god of the lily's cup1 ,fill me6 ,i hold this empty chalice up4 ,god of the sea-gull's wing1 ,bear me above each dark and turbulent thing4 ,god of the watchful owl1 ,help me to see at midnight1 like this fowl4 ,god of the antelope1 ,teach me to scale the highest crags of ,hope4 ,god of the eagle's nest1 ,oh1 let me make my eyrie near thy breast6 ,god of the burrowing mole1 ,let cold earth have no terrors for my soul4 ,god of the chrysalis1 ,grant that my grave may be a cell of bliss4 ,god of the butterfly1 ,help me to vanquish ,death1 although ,i die4 --,frederic ,lawrence ,knowles4 ,o ,,jesus ,,christ1 ,,grow ,,thou ,,in ,,me ,o ,jesus ,christ1 grow thou in me1 ,and all things else recede6 ,my heart be daily nearer thee1 ,from sin be daily freed4 ,each day let ,thy supporting might ,my weakness still embrace2 ,my darkness vanish in thy light1 ,thy life my death efface4 ,in thy bright beams which on me fall ,fade every evil thought2 ,that ,i am nothing1 ,thou art all1 ,i would be daily taught4 ,more of thy glory let me see1 ,thou holy1 wise and true1 ,i would thy living image be1 ,in joy and sorrow too4 ,fill me with gladness from above1 ,hold me by strength divine2 ,lord1 let the glow of thy great love ,through my whole being shine4 ,make this poor self grow less and less2 ,be ,thou my life and aim2 ,oh1 make me daily through thy grace ,more meet to bear thy name6 ,let faith in ,thee and in thy might ,my every motive move2 ,be thou alone my soul's delight1 ,my passion and my love4 --,henry ,b4 ,smith4 ,,day ,,by ,,day ,looking upward every day1 ,sunshine on our faces1 ,pressing onward every day ,toward the heavenly places2 ,growing every day in awe1 ,for thy name is holy2 ,learning every day to love ,with a love more lowly4 ,walking every day more close ,to our ,elder ,brother2 ,growing every day more true ,unto one another2 ,every day more gratefully ,kindnesses receiving1 ,every day more readily ,injuries forgiving4 ,leaving every day behind ,something which might hinder2 ,running swifter every day1 ,growing purer1 kinder-- ,lord1 so pray we every day2 ,hear us in thy pity1 ,that we enter in at last ,to the holy city4 --,mary ,butler4 ,better to have the poet's heart than brain1 ,feeling than song2 but1 better far than both1 ,to be a song1 a music of ,god's making4 ,or but a table on which ,god's finger of flame1 ,in words harmonious of triumphant verse1 ,that mingles joy and sorrow1 sets down clear ,that out of darkness he hath called the light4 ,it may be voice to such is after given ,to tell the mighty tale to other worlds4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,,free ,,from ,,sin ,the bird let loose in eastern skies1 ,when hastening fondly home1 ,ne'er stoops to earth her wing1 nor flies ,where idle warblers roam2 ,but high she shoots through air and light ,above all low delay1 ,where nothing earthly bounds her flight1 ,nor shadow dims her way4 ,so grant me1 ,god1 from every care ,and stain of passion free1 ,aloft1 through ,virtue's purer air1 ,to hold my course to thee6 ,no sin to cloud1 no lure to stay ,my soul1 as home she springs2 ,thy sunshine on her joyful way1 ,thy freedom in her wings6 --,thomas ,moore4 ,a ,,prayer ,o that mine eyes might closed be ,to what concerns me not to see2 ,that deafness might possess mine ear ,to what concerns me not to hear2 ,that truth my tongue might always tie ,from ever speaking foolishly2 ,that no vain thought might ever rest ,or be conceived within my breast2 ,that by each deed and word and thought ,glory may to my ,god be brought4 ,but what are wishes6 ,lord1 mine eye ,on ,thee is fixed2 to ,thee ,i cry6 ,wash1 ,lord1 and purify my heart1 ,and make it clean in every part2 ,and when 'tis clean1 ,lord1 keep it1 too1 ,for that is more than ,i can do4 --,thomas ,elwood1 ,a4 ,d4 #afci4 ,,the ,,altered ,,motto ,o the bitter shame and sorrow1 ,that a time could ever be ,when ,i let the ,saviour's pity ,plead in vain1 and proudly answered1 ,all of self1 and none of ,thee6 ,yet ,he found me2 ,i beheld him ,bleeding on the accursed tree1 ,heard him pray1 ,forgive them1 ,father6 ,and my wistful heart said faintly1 ,some of self and some of ,thee4 ,day by day his tender mercy1 ,healing1 helping1 full and free1 ,sweet and strong1 and1 ah6 so patient1 ,brought me lower1 while ,i whispered1 ,less of self1 and more of ,thee4 ,higher than the highest heaven1 ,deeper than the deepest sea1 ,lord1 thy love at last hath conquered2 ,grant me now my supplication-- ,none of self1 and all of ,thee4 --,theodore ,monod4 ,,indwelling ,o dwell in me1 my ,lord1 ,that ,i in thee may dwell2 ,fulfill thy tender word1 ,that thy evangels tell2 ,in me ,thou1 ,i in thee1 ,by thy sweet courtesy4 ,but wilt thou my guest be1 ,in this poor heart of mine8 ,thy guest8 ,is this for me ,in that pure heart of thine8 ,in me thou1 ,i in thee1 ,by thy sweet courtesy4 ,my chamber1 ,lord1 prepare ,whither thou deignest come2 ,i may not seek to share ,the making of thy home2 ,in me thou1 ,i in thee1 ,by thy sweet courtesy4 ,thy gracious gifts bestow1 ,humility and love2 ,o cause my heart to glow ,by fire sent from above4 ,in me thou1 ,i in thee1 ,by thy sweet courtesy4 --,alexander ,b4 ,grosart4 ,thy name to me1 thy nature grant2 ,this1 only this be given2 ,nothing besides my ,god ,i want1 ,nothing in earth or heaven4 ,come1 ,father1 ,son1 and ,holy ,ghost ,and seal me thine abode2 ,let all ,i am in thee be lost1 ,let all ,i am be ,god4 --,charles ,wesley4 ,,perfection ,o how the thought of ,god attracts1 ,and draws the heart from earth1 ,and sickens it of passing shows ,and dissipating mirth6 ',tis not enough to save our souls1 ,to shun the eternal fires2 ,the thought of ,god will rouse the heart ,to more sublime desires4 ,god only is the creature's home1 ,though rough and strait the road2 ,yet nothing less can satisfy ,the love that longs for ,god4 ,oh1 utter but the name of ,god ,down in your heart of hearts1 ,and see how from the world at once ,all tempting light departs4 ,a trusting heart1 a yearning eye ,can win their way above2 ,if mountains can be moved by faith ,is there less power in love8 ,how little of that road1 my soul1 ,how little hast thou gone6 ,take heart1 and let the thought of ,god ,allure thee further on4 ,dole not thy duties out to ,god1 ,but let thy hand be free2 ,look long at ,jesus2 his sweet blood-- ,how was it dealt to thee8 ,the perfect way is hard to flesh2 ,it is not hard to love2 ,if thou wert sick for want of ,god ,how swiftly wouldst thou move4 ,be docile to thine unseen ,guide2 ,love him as he loves thee2 ,time and obedience are enough1 ,and thou a saint shalt be4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,thou broadenest out with every year ,each breadth of life to meet2 ,i scarce can think thou art the same1 ,thou art so much more sweet4 ,with gentle swiftness lead me on1 ,dear ,god1 to see thy face2 ,and meanwhile in my narrow heart ,o make thyself more space6 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,longing ,of all the myriad moods of mind ,that through the soul come thronging1 ,which one was e'er so dear1 so kind1 ,so beautiful1 as ,longing8 ,the thing we long for1 that we are ,for one transcendent moment1 ,before the ,present poor and bare ,can make its sneering comment4 ,still1 through our paltry stir and strife1 ,glows down the wished ideal1 ,and longing molds in clay what life ,carves on the marble real2 ,to let the new life in1 we know1 ,desire must ope the portal2 ,perhaps the longing to be so ,helps make the soul immortal4 ,longing is ,god's fresh heavenward will ,with our poor earthward striving2 ,we quench it that we may be still ,content with merely living2 ,but1 would we learn that heart's full scope ,which we are hourly wronging1 ,our lives must climb from hope to hope1 ,and realize our longing4 ,ah6 let us hope that to our praise ,good ,god not only reckons ,the moments when we tread his ways1 ,but when the spirit beckons2 ,that some slight good is also wrought1 ,beyond self-satisfaction1 ,when we are simply good in thought ,howe'er we fail in action4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,more ,,holiness ,more holiness give me2 ,more strivings within4 ,more patience in suffering1 ,more sorrow for sin4 ,more faith in my ,saviour1 ,more sense of his care1 ,more joy in his service1 ,more purpose in prayer4 ,more gratitude give me1 ,more trust in the ,lord1 ,more pride in his glory1 ,more hope in his word4 ,more tears for his sorrows1 ,more pain at his grief1 ,more meekness in trial1 ,more praise for relief4 ,more purity give me1 ,more strength to o'ercome1 ,more freedom from earth-stains1 ,more longings for home2 ,more fit for the kingdom1 ,more used ,i would be1 ,more blessed and holy-- ,more1 ,saviour1 like thee4 --,philip ,paul ,bliss4 ,,my ,,soul ,,doth ,,magnify ,,the ,,lord ,my soul shall be a telescope1 ,searching the distant bounds of time and space1 ,that somehow ,i may image1 as ,i grope1 ,jehovah's power and grace4 ,my soul a microscope shall be1 ,in all minutest providences keen ,jehovah's patient thoughtfulness to see1 ,and read his love between4 ,my soul shall be a burning-glass ,that diligence to worship may succeed1 ,that ,i may catch ,god's glories as they pass1 ,and focus to a deed4 ,so1 even so1 ,a mote in his creation1 even ,i ,seeking alone to do1 to feel1 to know1 ,the ,lord must magnify4 --,amos ,r4 ,wells4 ,lord1 let me not be too content ,with life in trifling service spent-- ,make me aspire6 ,when days with petty cares are filled ,let me with fleeting thoughts be thrilled ,of something higher6 ,help me to long for mental grace ,to struggle with the commonplace ,i daily find4 ,may little deeds not bring to fruit ,a crop of little thought to suit ,a shriveled mind4 ,i know this earth is not my sphere1 ,for ,i cannot so narrow me but that ,i still exceed it4 --,robert ,browning4 ,a ,,shrinking ,,prayer ,give me1 ,o ,lord1 a heart of grace1 ,a voice of joy1 a smiling face1 ,that ,i may show1 where'er ,i turn1 ,thy love within my soul doth burn6 ,then life be sweet1 and joy be dear1 ,be in my mind a quiet fear2 ,a patient love of pain and care1 ,an enmity to dark despair4 ,a tenderness for all that stray1 ,with strength to help them on their way2 ,a cheerfulness1 a heavenly mirth1 ,brightening my steps along the earth4 ,i ask and shrink1 yet shrink and ask2 ,i know thou wilt not set a task ,too hard for hands that thou hast made1 ,too hard for hands that thou canst aid4 ,so let me dwell all peacefully1 ,content to live1 content to die2 ,rejoicing now1 rejoicing then1 ,rejoicing evermore4 ,amen4 --,rosa ,mulholland4 ,,that ,i ,,may ,,soar ,great ,god1 ,i ask thee for no meaner pelf ,than that ,i may not disappoint myself2 ,that in my action ,i may soar as high ,as ,i can now discern with this clear eye4 ,and next in value which thy kindness lends1 ,that ,i may greatly disappoint my friends1 ,howe'er they think or hope that it may be1 ,they may not dream how thou'st distinguished me4 ,that my weak hand may equal my firm faith1 ,and my life practise more than my tongue saith2 ,that my low conduct may not show1 ,nor my relenting lines1 ,that ,i thy purpose did not know1 ,or overrated thy designs4 --,henry ,david ,thoreau4 ,a ,,cry ,,of ,,the ,,soul ,o ,god of truth1 for whom alone ,i sigh1 ,knit thou my heart by strong1 sweet cords to thee4 ,i tire of hearing2 books my patience try2 ,untired to thee ,i cry2 ,thyself my all shalt be4 ,lord1 be thou near and cheer my lonely way2 ,with thy sweet peace my aching bosom fill2 ,scatter my cares and fears2 my griefs allay2 ,and be it mine each day ,to love and please thee still4 ,my ,god6 ,thou hearest me2 but clouds obscure ,even yet thy perfect radiance1 truth divine6 ,o for the stainless skies1 the splendors pure1 ,the joys that aye endure ,when thine own glories shine6 --,pierre ,corneille4 ,a ,,purpose ,,true ,lord1 make me quick to see ,each task awaiting me1 ,and quick to do2 ,oh1 grant me strength1 ,i pray1 ,with lowly love each day ,and purpose true4 ,to go as ,jesus went1 ,spending and being spent1 ,myself forgot2 ,supplying human needs ,by loving words and deeds1 ,oh1 happy lot6 --,robert ,m4 ,offord4 ,there are deep things of ,god4 ,push out from shore2 ,hast thou found much8 ,give thanks1 and look for more4 ,dost fear the generous ,giver to offend8 ,then know his store of bounty hath no end4 ,he doth not need to be implored or teased2 ,the more we take the better he is pleased4 --,charles ,gordon ,ames4 ,,breathe ,,on ,,me ,breathe on me1 ,breath of ,god1 ,fill me with life anew1 ,that ,i may love what thou dost love1 ,and do what thou wouldst do4 ,breathe on me1 ,breath of ,god1 ,until my heart is pure1 ,until with thee ,i will one will1 ,to do or to endure4 ,breathe on me1 ,breath of ,god1 ,till ,i am wholly thine2 ,till all this earthly part of me ,glows with thy fire divine4 ,breathe on me1 ,breath of ,god1 ,so shall ,i never die1 ,but live with thee the perfect life ,of thine eternity4 --,edwin ,hatch4 ,,the ,,comparative ,,degree ,what weight of woe we owe to thee1 ,accurst comparative degree6 ,thy paltry step can never give ,access to the superlative2 ,for he who would the wisest be1 ,strives to make others wise as he1 ,and never yet was man judged best ,who would be better than the rest2 ,so does comparison unkind ,dwarf and debase the haughty mind4 ,make not a man your measuring-rod ,if you would span the way to ,god2 ,heed not our petty worse or less1 ,but fix your eyes on perfectness4 ,make for the loftiest point in view1 ,and draw your friends along with you4 --,amos ,r4 ,wells4 ,thy nature be my law1 ,thy spotless sanctity1 ,and sweetly every moment draw ,my happy soul to thee4 ,soul of my soul remain2 ,who didst for me fulfill1 ,in me1 ,o ,lord1 fulfill again ,thy heavenly ,father's will4 --,charles ,wesley4 ,,lead ,,on1 ,o ,,lord ,jesus still lead on ,till our rest be won2 ,and although the way be cheerless1 ,we will follow1 calm and fearless2 ,guide us by thy hand ,to our ,fatherland4 ,if the way be drear1 ,if the foe be near1 ,let not faithless fears o'ertake us1 ,let not faith and hope forsake us2 ,for1 through many a foe ,to our home we go4 ,when we seek relief ,from a long-felt grief3 ,when oppressed by new temptations1 ,lord1 increase and perfect patience2 ,show us that bright shore ,where we weep no more4 ,jesus1 still lead on ,till our rest be won2 ,heavenly ,leader1 still direct us1 ,still support1 control1 protect us1 ,till we safely stand ,in our ,fatherland4 --,nicolaus ,ludwig ,zinzendorf4 ,give me this day ,a little work to occupy my mind2 ,a little suffering to sanctify ,my spirit2 and1 dear ,lord1 if thou canst find ,some little good that ,i may do for thee1 ,i shall be glad1 for that will comfort me4 ,mind1 spirit1 hand--,i lift them all to thee4 ,o make me patient1 ,lord1 ,patient in daily cares2 ,keep me from thoughtless words1 ,that slip out unawares4 ,and help me1 ,lord1 ,i pray1 ,still nearer thee to live1 ,and as ,i journey on1 ,more of thy presence give4 ,o square thyself for use4 ,a stone that may ,fit in the wall is not left in the way4 --,from the ,persian4 ,think1 and be careful what thou art within1 ,for there is sin in the desire of sin3 ,think and be thankful in a different case2 ,for there is grace in the desire of grace4 --,george ,gordon ,byron4 ,a man's higher being is knowing and seeing2 ,not having or toiling for more2 ,in the senses and soul is the joy of control1 ,not in pride and luxurious store4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,be with me1 ,lord1 where'er my path may lead2 ,fulfill thy word1 supply my every need2 ,help me to live each day more close to thee4 ,and ,o1 dear ,lord1 ,i pray abide with me4 ,in all ,i think or speak or do1 ,whatever way my steps are bent1 ,god shape and keep me strong and true1 ,courageous1 cheerful1 and content4 --,w4 ,d4 ,russell4 ,make my mortal dreams come true ,with the work ,i fain would do3 ,clothe with life the weak intent1 ,let me be the thing ,i meant4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,this be my prayer1 from dawn to eve1 ,working between the suns2 ,lord1 make my arm as firm as a knight's ,my soul as white as a nun's4 ,every hour that fleets so slowly has its task to do or bear2 ,luminous the crown and holy1 if we set each gem with care4 ,o for a man to rise in me1 ,that the man that ,i am ,may cease to be4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,prayer ,,worship1 ,,communion1 ,,devotion ,,the ,,universal ,,prayer ,father of all6 in every age1 ,in ev'ry clime adored1 ,by saint1 by savage1 and by sage1 ,jehovah1 ,jove1 or ,lord6 ,thou great ,first ,cause1 least understood1 ,who all my sense confined ,to know but this1 that thou art good1 ,and that myself am blind3 ,yet gave me1 in this dark estate1 ,to see the good from ill2 ,and binding nature fast in fate1 ,left free the human will4 ,what conscience dictates to be done1 ,or warns me not to do1 ,this1 teach me more than hell to shun1 ,that1 more than heaven pursue4 ,what blessings thy free bounty gives ,let me not cast away2 ,for ,god is paid when man receives-- ,t' enjoy is to obey4 ,yet not to earth's contracted span ,thy goodness let me bound2 ,or think thee ,lord alone of man ,when thousand worlds are round2 ,let not this weak1 unknowing hand ,presume thy bolts to throw1 ,and deal damnation round the land ,on each ,i judge thy foe4 ,if ,i am right1 thy grace impart ,still in the right to stay2 ,if ,i am wrong1 ,o teach my heart ,to find that better way4 ,save me alike from foolish pride ,or impious discontent1 ,at aught thy wisdom has denied ,or aught thy wisdom lent4 ,teach me to feel another's woe2 ,to hide the fault ,i see2 ,that mercy ,i to others show1 ,that mercy show to me4 ,mean though ,i am1 not wholly so ,since quicken'd by thy breath2 ,o lead me wheresoe'er ,i go1 ,through this day's life or death4 ,this day be bread and peace my lot3 ,all else beneath the sun ,thou know'st if best bestowed or not2 ,and let thy will be done4 ,to ,thee1 whose temple is all space1 ,whose altar earth1 sea1 skies6 ,one chorus let all ,being raise1 ,all ,nature's incense rise6 --,alexander ,pope4 ,,the ,,hour ,,of ,,prayer ,my ,god1 is any hour so sweet1 ,from blush of morn to evening star1 ,as that which calls me to thy feet3 ,the hour of prayer8 ,blest is that tranquil hour of morn1 ,and blest that solemn hour of eve1 ,when1 on the wings of prayer upborne1 ,the world ,i leave4 ,then is my strength by thee renewed2 ,then are my sins by thee forgiven2 ,then dost thou cheer my solitude ,with hopes of heaven4 ,no words can tell what sweet relief ,here for my every want ,i find2 ,what strength for warfare1 balm for grief1 ,what peace of mind4 ,hushed is each doubt1 gone every fear2 ,my spirit seems in heaven to stay2 ,and e'en the penitential tear ,is wiped away4 ,lord1 till ,i reach that blissful shore1 ,no privilege so dear shall be ,as thus my inmost soul to pour ,in prayer to thee4 --,charlotte ,elliott4 ,,petition ,be not afraid to pray--to pray is right4 ,pray1 if thou canst1 with hope2 but ever pray1 ,though hope be weak or sick with long delay2 ,pray in the darkness if there be no light4 ,far is the time1 remote from human sight1 ,when war and discord on the earth shall cease2 ,yet every prayer for universal peace ,avails the blessed time to expedite4 ,whate'er is good to wish1 ask that of heaven1 ,though it be what thou canst not hope to see4 ,pray to be perfect1 though material leaven ,forbid the spirit so on earth to be2 ,but if for any wish thou darest not pray1 ,then pray to ,god to cast that wish away4 --,hartley ,coleridge4 ,,sometime1 ,,somewhere ,unanswered yet the prayer your lips have pleaded ,in agony of heart these many years8 ,does faith begin to fail8 ,is hope departing8 ,and think you all in vain those falling tears8 ,say not the ,father hath not heard your prayer2 ,you shall have your desire sometime1 somewhere4 ,unanswered yet8--though when you first presented ,this one petition at the ,father's throne ,it seemed you could not wait the time of asking1 ,so urgent was your heart to make it known6 ,though years have passed since then1 do not despair2 ,the ,lord will answer you sometime1 somewhere4 ,unanswered yet8 ,nay1 do not say ungranted2 ,perhaps your work is not yet wholly done4 ,the work began when first your prayer was uttered1 ,and ,god will finish what he has begun4 ,if you will keep the incense burning there ,his glory you shall see sometime1 somewhere4 ,unanswered yet8 ,faith cannot be unanswered1 ,her feet were firmly planted on the ,rock2 ,amid the wildest storms she stands undaunted1 ,nor quails before the loudest thunder shock4 ,she knows ,omnipotence has heard her prayer1 ,and cries1 ,it shall be done--sometime1 somewhere4 --,miss ,ophelia ,g4 ,browning4 ,,secret ,,prayer ,lord1 ,i have shut my door-- ,shut out life's busy cares and fretting noise1 ,here in this silence they intrude no more4 ,speak thou1 and heavenly joys ,shall fill my heart with music sweet and calm-- ,a holy psalm4 ,yes1 ,i have shut my door1 ,even on all the beauty of thine earth-- ,to its blue ceiling1 from its emerald floor1 ,filled with spring's bloom and mirth2 ,from these1 thy works1 ,i turn2 thyself ,i seek2 ,to thee ,i speak4 ,and ,i have shut my door ,on earthly passion--all its yearning love1 ,its tender friendships1 all the priceless store ,of human ties4 ,above ,all these my heart aspires1 ,o ,heart divine6 ,stoop thou to mine4 ,lord1 ,i have shut my door6 ,come thou and visit me3 ,i am alone6 ,come as when doors were shut thou cam'st of yore ,and visited thine own4 ,my ,lord1 ,i kneel with reverence1 love1 and fear1 ,for thou art here4 --,mary ,ellen ,atkinson4 ,,what ,,man ,,is ,,there ,,of ,,you8 ,the homely words--how often read6 ,how seldom fully known3 ,which father of you1 asked for bread1 ,would give his son a stone8 ,how oft has bitter tear been shed1 ,and heaved how many a groan1 ,because thou wouldst not give for bread ,the thing that was a stone6 ,how oft the child thou wouldst have fed ,thy gift away has thrown2 ,he prayed1 thou heardst1 and gavest bread-- ,he cried1 ,it is a stone6 ,lord1 if ,i ask in doubt and dread1 ,lest ,i be left to moan1 ,am ,i not he1 who1 asked for bread1 ,would give his son a stone8 --,george ,macdonald4 ,,denial ,i want so many1 many things1 ,my wishes on my prayers take wings1 ,and heavenward fly to sue for grace ,before the loving ,father's face4 ,but ,he1 well knowing all my need1 ,kindly rebukes my foolish greed1 ,and1 granting not the gift ,i ask1 ,sets me instead to do some task-- ,some lowly task--for love of him1 ,so lowly1 and in light so dim1 ,my sorrowing soul must cease to sing1 ,and only sigh1 ',tis for the ,king4 ,and scarcely can my faith repeat ,her sad petition at his feet3 ,these daily tasks ,thou giv'st to me1 ,help1 ,lord1 to do as unto thee6 ,yet while his bidding thus ,i do-- ,i know not how1 or why1 'tis true-- ,my thoughts to sweet contentment glide1 ,and ,i forget the wish denied4 ,and so my prayers he hears and heeds1 ,mindful of all my daily needs2 ,gracious1 most gracious1 too1 in this-- ,denying1 when ,i ask amiss4 --,luella ,clark4 ,a ,,blessing ,,in ,,prayer ,if when ,i kneel to pray1 ,with eager lips ,i say3 ,lord1 give me all the things that ,i desire-- ,health1 wealth1 fame1 friends1 brave heart1 religious fire1 ,the power to sway my fellow men at will1 ,and strength for mighty works to banish ill-- ,in such a prayer as this ,the blessing ,i must miss4 ,or if ,i only dare ,to raise this fainting prayer3 ,thou seest1 ,lord1 that ,i am poor and weak1 ,and cannot tell what things ,i ought to seek2 ,i therefore do not ask at all1 but still ,i trust thy bounty all my wants to fill-- ,my lips shall thus grow dumb1 ,the blessing shall not come4 ,but if ,i lowly fall1 ,and thus in faith ,i call3 ,through ,christ1 ,o ,lord1 ,i pray thee give to me ,not what ,i would1 but what seems best to thee ,of life1 of health1 of service1 and of strength1 ,until to thy full joy ,i come at length-- ,my prayer shall then avail2 ,the blessing shall not fail4 --,charles ,f4 ,richardson4 ,teach me1 dear ,lord1 what thou wouldst have me know2 ,guide me1 dear ,lord1 where thou wouldst have me go2 ,help me1 dear ,lord1 the precious seed to sow2 ,bless thou the seed that it may surely grow4 ,,the ,,time ,,for ,,prayer ,when is the time for prayer8 ,with the first beams that light the morning sky1 ,ere for the toils of day thou dost prepare1 ,lift up thy thoughts on high2 ,commend thy loved ones to his watchful care3 ,morn is the time for prayer6 ,and in the noontide hour1 ,if worn by toil or by sad care oppressed1 ,then unto ,god thy spirit's sorrows pour1 ,and he will give thee rest3 ,thy voice shall reach him through the fields of air3 ,noon is the time for prayer6 ,when the bright sun hath set1 ,whilst yet eve's glowing colors deck the skies1 ,when with the loved1 at home1 again thou'st met1 ,then let thy prayers arise ,for those who in thy joys and sorrows share3 ,eve is the time for prayer6 ,and when the stars come forth-- ,when to the trusting heart sweet hopes are given ,and the deep stillness of the hour gives birth ,to pure bright dreams of heaven-- ,kneel to thy ,god2 ask strength life's ills to bear3 ,night is the time for prayer4 ,when is the time for prayer8 ,in every hour1 while life is spared to thee-- ,in crowds or solitude--in joy or care-- ,thy thoughts should heavenward flee4 ,at home--at morn and eve--with loved ones there1 ,bend thou the knee in prayer6 ,,not ,a ,,sound ,,invades ,,the ,,stillness ,not a sound invades the stillness1 ,not a form invades the scene1 ,save the voice of my ,beloved1 ,and the person of my ,king4 ,and within those heavenly places1 ,calmly hushed in sweet repose1 ,there ,i drink1 with joy absorbing1 ,all the love thou wouldst disclose4 ,wrapt in deep adoring silence1 ,jesus1 ,lord1 ,i dare not move1 ,lest ,i lose the smallest saying ,meant to catch the ear of love4 ,rest1 then1 ,o my soul1 contented3 ,thou hast reached thy happy place ,in the bosom of thy ,saviour1 ,gazing up in his dear face4 ,,formal ,,prayer ,i often say my prayers1 ,but do ,i ever pray2 ,and do the wishes of my heart ,go with the words ,i say8 ,i may as well kneel down ,and worship gods of stone1 ,as offer to the living ,god ,a prayer of words alone4 ,for words without the heart ,the ,lord will never hear3 ,nor will he to those lips attend ,whose prayers are not sincere4 --,john ,burton4 ,,blessings ,,of ,,prayer ,what various hindrances we meet ,in coming to a mercy-seat6 ,yet who that knows the worth of prayer ,but wishes to be often there6 ,prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw2 ,prayer climbs the ladder ,jacob saw2 ,gives exercise to faith and love2 ,brings every blessing from above4 ,restraining prayer1 we cease to fight2 ,prayer keeps the ,christian's armor bright2 ,and ,satan trembles when he sees ,the weakest saint upon his knees4 ,were half the breath that's vainly spent ,to heaven in supplication sent1 ,our cheerful song would oftener be ,hear what the ,lord has done for me4 --,william ,cowper4 ,,what ,,is ,,prayer8 ,prayer is the soul's sincere desire1 ,uttered or unexpressed2 ,the motion of a hidden fire ,that trembles in the breast4 ,prayer is the burden of a sigh1 ,the falling of a tear1 ,the upward glancing of an eye1 ,when none but ,god is near4 ,prayer is the simplest form of speech ,that infant lips can try2 ,prayer the sublimest strains that reach ,the ,majesty on high4 ,prayer is the contrite sinner's voice1 ,returning from his ways2 ,while angels in their songs rejoice ,and cry1 ,behold1 he prays6 ,prayer is the ,christian's vital breath1 ,the ,christian's native air1 ,his watchword at the gates of death2 ,he enters heaven with prayer4 ,o ,thou1 by whom we come to ,god1 ,the ,life1 the ,truth1 the ,way2 ,the path of prayer thyself hast trod3 ,lord1 teach us how to pray6 --,james ,montgomery4 ,,spiritual ,,devotion ,the woman singeth at her spinning wheel ,a pleasant chant1 ballad1 or baracolle2 ,she thinketh of her song1 upon the whole1 ,far more than of her flax2 and yet the reel ,is full1 and artfully her fingers feel1 ,with quick adjustment1 provident control1 ,the lines1 too subtly twisted to unroll1 ,out to a perfect thread4 ,i hence appeal ,to the dear ,christian ,church1 that we may do ,our ,father's business in these temples mirk ,thus1 swift and steadfast2 thus1 intent and strong2 ,while1 thus1 apart from toil1 our souls pursue ,some high1 calm1 spheric tune and prove our work ,the better for the sweetness of our song4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,,prayer ,,of ,,deeds ,the deed ye do is the prayer ye pray2 ,lead us into temptation1 ,lord2 ,withhold the bread from our babes this day2 ,to evil we turn us1 give evil's reward6 ,over to-day the to-morrow bends ,with an answer for each acted prayer2 ,and woe to him who makes not friends ,with the pale hereafter hovering there4 --,george ,s4 ,burleigh4 ,,sunday ,not a dread cavern1 hoar with damp and mould1 ,where ,i must creep and in the dark and cold ,offer some awful incense at a shrine ,that hath no more divine ,than that 'tis far from life1 and stern1 and old2 ,but a bright hilltop1 in the breezy air ,full of the morning freshness1 high and clear1 ,where ,i may climb and drink the pure new day ,and see where winds away ,the path that ,god would send me1 shining fair4 --,edward ,rowland ,sill4 ,,prayer ,when prayer delights thee least1 then learn to say1 ,soul1 now is greatest need that thou should'st pray3 ,crooked and warped ,i am1 and ,i would fain ,straighten myself by thy right line again4 ,oh1 come1 warm sun1 and ripen my late fruits2 ,pierce1 genial showers1 down to my parched roots4 ,my well is bitter1 cast therein the tree1 ,that sweet henceforth its brackish waves may be4 ,say1 what is prayer1 when it is prayer indeed8 ,the mighty utterance of a mighty need4 ,the man is praying who doth press with might ,out of his darkness into ,god's own light4 ,white heat the iron in the furnace won1 ,withdrawn from thence 'twas cold and hard anon4 ,flowers1 from their stalk divided1 presently ,droop1 fall1 and wither in the gazer's eye4 ,the greenest leaf1 divided from its stem1 ,to speedy withering doth itself condemn4 ,the largest river1 from its fountain-head ,cut off1 leaves soon a parched and dusty bed4 ,all things that live from ,god their sustenance wait1 ,and sun and moon are beggars at his gate4 ,all skirts extended of thy mantle hold ,when angel hands from heaven are scattering gold4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,,meaning ,,of ,,prayer ,one thing1 alone1 dear ,lord1 ,i dread-- ,to have a secret spot ,that separates my soul from thee1 ,and yet to know it not4 ,prayer was not meant for luxury1 ,or selfish pastime sweet2 ,it is the prostrate creature's place ,at his ,creator's feet4 ,but if this waiting long hath come ,a present from on high1 ,teach me to find the hidden wealth ,that in its depths may lie4 ,so in the darkness ,i can learn ,to tremble and adore2 ,to sound my own vile nothingness1 ,and thus to love thee more4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,talking ,,with ,,god ,to stretch my hand and touch ,him ,though he be far away2 ,to raise my eyes and see him ,through darkness as through day2 ,to lift my voice and call him-- ,this is to pray6 ,to feel a hand extended ,by ,one who standeth near2 ,to view the love that shineth ,in eyes serene and clear2 ,to know that he is calling-- ,this is to hear6 --,samuel ,w4 ,duffield4 ,,my ,,prayer ,being perplexed1 ,i say1 ,lord1 make it right6 ,night is as day to thee1 ,darkness is light4 ,i am afraid to touch ,things that involve so much2 ,my trembling hand may shake-- ,my skillful hand may break2 ,thine can make no mistake4 ,being in doubt1 ,i say1 ,lord1 make it plain6 ,which is the true1 safe way8 ,which would be vain8 ,i am not wise to know1 ,nor sure of foot to go2 ,my blind eyes cannot see ,what is so clear to thee4 ,lord1 make it clear to me4 ,,the ,,source ,,of ,,power ,there is an eye that never sleeps ,beneath the wing of night2 ,there is an ear that never shuts ,when sink the beams of light4 ,there is an arm that never tires ,when human strength gives way2 ,there is a love that never fails ,when earthly loves decay4 ,that eye is fixed on seraph throngs2 ,that arm upholds the sky2 ,that ear is filled with angel songs1 ,that love is throned on high4 ,but there's a power which man can wield ,when mortal aid is vain1 ,that eye1 that arm1 that love to reach1 ,that listening ear to gain4 ,that power is prayer1 which soars on high1 ,through ,jesus1 to the throne1 ,and moves the hand which moves the world1 ,to bring salvation down4 --,james ,cowden ,wallace4 ,,different ,,prayers ,three doors there are in the temple ,where men go up to pray1 ,and they that wait at the outer gate ,may enter by either way4 ,there are some that pray by asking2 ,they lie on the ,master's breast1 ,and1 shunning the strife of the lower life1 ,they utter their cry for rest4 ,there are some that pray by seeking2 ,they doubt where their reason fails2 ,but their mind's despair is the ancient prayer ,to touch the print of the nails4 ,there are some that pray by knocking2 ,they put their strength to the wheel ,for they have not time for thoughts sublime2 ,they can only act what they feel4 ,father1 give each his answer1 ,each in his kindred way2 ,adapt thy light to his form of night ,and grant him his needed day4 --,william ,watson4 ,,true ,,prayer ,i4 ,it is not prayer1 ,this clamor of our eager wants ,that fills the air ,with wearying1 selfish plaints4 ,it is not faith ,to boldly count all gifts as ours-- ,the pride that saith1 ,for me his wealth he ever showers4 ,it is not praise ,to call to mind our happier lot1 ,and boast bright days1 ,god-favored1 with all else forgot4 ,,ii4 ,it is true prayer ,to seek the giver more than gift ,god's life to share ,and love--for this our cry to lift4 ,it is true faith ,to simply trust his loving will1 ,whiche'er he saith-- ,thy lot be glad or ill4 ,it is true praise ,to bless alike the bright and dark2 ,to sing1 all days ,alike1 with nightingale and lark4 --,james ,w4 ,white4 ,,the ,,power ,,of ,,prayer ,lord1 what a change within us one short hour ,spent in thy presence will prevail to make2 ,what heavy burdens from our bosoms take2 ,what parched grounds refresh as with a shower6 ,we kneel--and all about us seems to lower2 ,we rise--and all1 the distant and the near1 ,stands forth in sunny outline1 brave and clear4 ,we kneel1 how weak6 we rise1 how full of power6 ,why1 therefore1 should we do ourselves this wrong1 ,or others1 that we are not always strong2 ,that we are ever overborne with care1 ,anxious and troubled1 when with us is prayer1 ,and joy and strength and courage are with thee8 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,asked and unasked1 thy heavenly gifts unfold1 ,and evil1 though we ask it1 ,lord1 withhold4 --,homer1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,,mary ,,of ,,bethany ,her eyes are homes of silent prayer1 ,nor other thought her mind admits ,but1 he was dead1 and there he sits4 ,and he that brought him back is there4 ,then one deep love doth supersede ,all other1 when her ardent gaze ,roves from the living brother's face ,and rests upon the ,life indeed4 ,all subtle thought1 all curious fears4 ,borne down by gladness so complete1 ,she bows1 she bathes the ,saviour's feet ,with costly spikenard and with tears4 ,thrice blest whose lives are faithful prayers1 ,whose loves in higher love endure2 ,what souls possess themselves so pure1 ,or is there blessedness like theirs8 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,prayer ,,its ,,own ,,answer ,allah1 ,allah6 cried the sick man1 racked with pain the long night through2 ,till with prayer his heart was tender1 till his lips like honey grew4 ,but at morning came the ,tempter2 said1 ,call louder1 child of pain6 ,see if ,allah ever hear1 or answer ',here am ,i' again4 ,like a stab the cruel cavil through his brain and pulses went2 ,to his heart an icy coldness1 to his brain a darkness1 sent4 ,then before him stands ,elias2 says ,my child6 why thus dismayed8 ,dost repent thy former fervor8 ,is thy soul of prayer afraid8 ,ah6 he cried1 ,i've called so often2 never heard the ',here am ,i'2 ,and ,i thought1 ,god will not pity1 will not turn on me his eye4 ,then the grave ,elias answered1 ,god said1 ',rise1 ,elias1 go1 ,speak to him1 the sorely tempted2 lift him from his gulf of woe4 ',tell him that his very longing is itself an answering cry2 ,that his prayer1 ,come1 gracious ,allah1 is my answer1 ,here am ,i'4 ,every inmost aspiration is ,god's angel undefiled2 ,and in every ',o my ,father6' slumbers deep a ',here1 my child6' --,jelal-ed-,deen1 tr4 by ,james ,freeman ,clarke4 ,,the ,,contents ,,of ,,piety ,allah6 was all night long the cry of one oppressed with care1 ,till softened was his heart1 and sweet became his lips with prayer4 ,then near the subtle tempter stole1 and spake3 ,fond babbler1 cease6 ,for not one ',here am ,i' has ,god e'er sent to give thee peace4 ,with sorrow sank the suppliant's soul and all his senses fled4 ,but lo6 at midnight1 the good angel1 ,chiser1 came1 and said3 ,what ails thee now1 my child1 and why art thou afraid to pray8 ,and why thy former love dost thou repent8 declare and say4 ,ah6 cries he1 never once spake ,god to me1 ',here am ,i1 son4' ,cast off methinks ,i am1 and warned far from his gracious throne4 ,to whom the angel answered1 ,hear the word from ,god ,i bear3 ',go tell1' he said1 'yon mourner1 sunk in sorrow and despair1 ,each ,lord1 appear6 thy lips pronounce contains my ,here am ,i2 ,a special messenger ,i send beneath thine every sigh2 ,thy love is but a guerdon of the love ,i bear to thee4 ,and sleeping in thy ,come1 ,o ,lord6 there lies ,here1 son6 from me4' --,oriental1 tr4 by ,william ,rounseville ,alger4 ,he prayeth well who loveth well ,both man and bird and beast4 ,he prayeth best who loveth best ,all things1 both great and small2 ,for the dear ,god who loveth us ,he made and loveth all4 --,samuel ,taylor ,coleridge4 ,,adoration ,i love my ,god1 but with no love of mine1 ,for ,i have none to give2 ,i love thee1 ,lord1 but all the love is thine ,for by thy love ,i live4 ,i am as nothing1 and rejoice to be ,emptied and lost and swallowed up in thee4 ,thou1 ,lord1 alone art all thy children need1 ,and there is none beside2 ,from thee the streams of blessedness proceed1 ,in thee the blest abide-- ,fountain of life and all-abounding grace1 ,our source1 our center1 and our dwelling place4 --,madame ,guyon4 ,,walking ,,with ,,god ,o ,master1 let me walk with thee ,in lowly paths of service free2 ,tell me thy secret2 help me bear ,the strain of toil1 the fret of care4 ,help me the slow of heart to move ,by some clear1 winning word of love2 ,teach me the wayward feet to stay1 ,and guide them in the homeward way4 ,teach me thy patience6 still with ,thee ,in closer1 dearer company3 ,in work that keeps faith sweet and strong1 ,in trust that triumphs over wrong4 ,in hope that sends a shining ray ,far down the future's broadening way2 ,in peace that only thou canst give1 ,with thee1 ,o ,master1 let me live4 --,washington ,gladden4 ,there was a man who prayed ,for wisdom that he might ,sway men from sinful ways ,and lead them into light4 ,each night he knelt and asked the ,lord ,to let him guide the sinful horde4 ,and every day he rose again1 ,to idly drift along1 ,one of the many common men ,who form the common throng4 ,,granted ,,or ,,denied ,to long with all our longing powers1 ,and have the wish denied2 ,to urge and strain our force in vain ,against the unresting tide ,of fate and circumstance1 which still ,baffles and beats and thwarts our will2 ,to reach the goal toward which we strove ,all the long way and hard2 ,to win the prize which1 to our eyes1 ,seemed life's one best reward-- ,love's rose1 ,fame's laurel1 olived ,peace1 ,the gold-fruit of ,hesperides-- ,and then to find the prize all vain1 ,the joys all empty made-- ,to taste the sting in each sweet thing1 ,to watch ,love's roses fade1 ,the fruit to ashes turn1 the gold ,to worthless dross within our hold6 ,now which has most of grief and pain1 ,which is the worse to bear3 ,the joy we crave and never have1 ,or the curse of the granted prayer8 ,the baffled wish or the bitter rue-- ,could our hearts choose between the two8 ,o will of ,god1 thou blessed will6 ,which1 like a balmed air1 ,the breath of souls about us rolls1 ,touching us everywhere1 ,imparting1 like a soft caress1 ,healing1 and help1 and tenderness1 ,o will of ,god1 be thou our will6 ,then1 come or joy or pain1 ,made one with thee it cannot be ,that we shall wish in vain1 ,and1 whether granted or denied1 ,our hearts shall be all satisfied4 --,susan ,coolidge4 ,,out ,,of ,,touch ,only a smile1 yes1 only a smile ,that a woman o'erburdened with grief ,expected from you2 'twould have given relief1 ,for her heart ached sore the while2 ,but weary and cheerless she went away1 ,because1 as it happened1 that very day ,you were out of touch with your ,lord4 ,only a word1 yes1 only a word1 ,that the ,spirit's small voice whispered ,speak2 ,but the worker passed onward unblessed and weak ,whom you were meant to have stirred ,to courage1 devotion1 and love anew1 ,because when the message came to you ,you were out of touch with your ,lord4 ,only a note1 yes1 only a note ,to a friend in a distant land4 ,the ,spirit said ,write1 but then you had planned ,some different work1 and you thought ,it mattered little4 ,you did not know ',twould have saved a soul from sin and woe2 ,you were out of touch with your ,lord4 ,only a song1 yes1 only a song ,that the ,spirit said ,sing to-night2 ,thy voice is thy ,master's by purchased right2 ,but you thought1 ',mid this motley throng ,i care not to sing of the city of gold-- ,and the heart that your words might have reached grew cold2 ,you were out of touch with your ,lord4 ,only a day1 yes1 only a day6 ,but oh1 can you guess1 my friend1 ,where the influence reaches1 and where it will end ,of the hours that you frittered away8 ,the ,master's command is ,abide in me ,and fruitless and vain will your service be ,if out of touch with your ,lord4 --,jean ,h4 ,watson4 ,prayer is ,innocence's friend2 and willingly flieth incessant ',twixt the earth and the sky1 the carrier-pigeon of heaven4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,we may question with wand of science1 ,explain1 decide1 and discuss2 ,but only in meditation ,the ,mystery speaks to us4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,,the ,,valley ,,of ,,silence ,i walk down the ,valley of ,silence1 ,down the dim1 voiceless valley alone6 ,and ,i hear not the fall of a footstep ,around me--save ,god's and my own6 ,and the hush of my heart is as holy ,as hovers where angels have flown4 ,long ago was ,i weary of voices ,whose music my heart could not win2 ,long ago was ,i weary of noises ,that fretted my soul with their din2 ,long ago was ,i weary of places ,where ,i met but the human and sin4 ,and still did ,i pine for the perfect1 ,and still found the false with the true2 ,i sought 'mid the human for heaven1 ,but caught a mere glimpse of the blue2 ,and ,i wept when the clouds of the world veiled ,even that glimpse from my view4 ,and ,i toiled on1 heart-tired of the human1 ,and ,i moaned 'mid the mazes of men1 ,till ,i knelt1 long ago1 at an altar1 ,and heard a ,voice call me4 ,since then ,i walk down the ,valley of ,silence ,that lies far beyond mortal ken4 ,do you ask what ,i found in the ,valley8 ',tis my trysting place with the ,divine4 ,when ,i fell at the feet of the ,holy1 ,and about me a voice said1 ,be mine1 ,there arose from the depths of my spirit ,an echo3 ,my heart shall be thine4 ,do you ask how ,i live in the ,valley8 ,i weep1 and ,i dream1 and ,i pray2 ,but my tears are as sweet as the dew-drops ,that fall on the roses in ,may2 ,and my prayer1 like a perfume from censer1 ,ascendeth to ,god night and day4 ,in the hush of the ,valley of ,silence1 ,i dream all the songs that ,i sing2 ,and the music floats down the dim valley ,till each finds a word for a wing1 ,that to men1 like the doves of the deluge ,the message of peace they may bring4 ,but far out on the deep there are billows ,that never shall break on the beach2 ,and ,i have heard songs in the silence ,that never shall float into speech2 ,and ,i have had dreams in the valley ,too lofty for language to reach4 ,and ,i have seen thoughts in the valley-- ,ah1 me6 how my spirit was stirred6 ,and they wear holy veils on their faces-- ,their footsteps can scarcely be heard2 ,they pass through the valley like virgins ,too pure for the touch of a word4 ,do you ask me the place of the ,valley1 ,ye hearts that are harrowed by care8 ,it lieth afar1 between mountains1 ,and ,god and his angels are there2 ,and one is the dark ,mount of ,sorrow1 ,the other1 the bright ,mount of ,prayer4 --,abram ,joseph ,ryan4 ,,help ,,thou ,,my ,,unbelief ,because ,i seek thee not ,o seek thou me6 ,because my lips are dumb ,o hear the cry ,i do not utter as thou passest by1 ,and from my lifelong bondage set me free6 ,because1 content1 ,i perish far from thee1 ,o seize me1 snatch me from my fate and try ,my soul in thy consuming fire6 ,draw nigh ,and let me1 blinded1 thy salvation see4 ,if ,i were pouring at thy feet my tears1 ,if ,i were clamoring to see thy face1 ,i should not need thee1 ,lord1 as now ,i need1 ,whose dumb1 dead soul knows neither hopes nor fears1 ,nor dreads the outer darkness of this place4 ,because ,i seek not1 pray not1 give thou heed4 ,,pharisee ,,and ,,publican ,two went to pray8 ,o1 rather say ,one went to brag1 the other to pray2 ,one stands up close and treads on high1 ,where the other dares not lend his eye2 ,one nearer to ,god's altar trod1 ,the other to the altar's ,god4 --,richard ,crashaw4 ,a ,,moment ,,in ,,the ,,morning ,a moment in the morning1 ere the cares of the day begin1 ,ere the heart's wide door is open for the world to enter in1 ,ah1 then1 alone with ,jesus1 in the silence of the morn1 ,in heavenly sweet communion1 let your duty-day be born4 ,in the quietude that blesses with a prelude of repose ,let your soul be smoothed and softened1 as the dew revives the rose4 ,a moment in the morning take your ,bible in your hand1 ,and catch a glimpse of glory from the peaceful promised land3 ,it will linger still before you when you seek the busy mart1 ,and like flowers of hope will blossom into beauty in your heart4 ,the precious words1 like jewels1 will glisten all the day ,with a rare effulgent glory that will brighten all the way2 ,when comes a sore temptation1 and your feet are near a snare1 ,you may count them like a rosary and make each one a prayer4 ,a moment in the morning--a moment1 if no more-- ,is better than an hour when the trying day is o'er4 ',tis the gentle dew from heaven1 the manna for the day2 ,if you fail to gather early--alas6 it melts away4 ,so1 in the blush of morning1 take the offered hand of love1 ,and walk in heaven's pathway and the peacefulness thereof4 --,arthur ,lewis ,tubbs4 ,,an ,,invitation ,,to ,,prayer ,come to the morning prayer1 ,come1 let us kneel and pray2 ,prayer is the ,christian pilgrim's staff ,to walk with ,god all day4 ,at noon1 beneath the ,rock ,of ,ages rest and pray2 ,sweet is the shadow from the heat ,when the sun smites by day4 ,at eve1 shut to the door1 ,round the home altar pray2 ,and finding there the house of ,god ,at heaven's gate close the day4 ,when midnight seals our eyes1 ,let each in spirit say1 ,i sleep1 but my heart waketh1 ,lord1 ,with thee to watch and pray4 --,james ,montgomery4 ,,selfish ,,prayer ,how we1 poor players on life's little stage1 ,thrust blindly at each other in our rage1 ,quarrel and fret1 yet rashly dare to pray ,to ,god to keep us on our selfish way4 ,we think to move him with our prayer and praise ,to serve our needs1 as in the old ,greek days ,their gods came down and mingled in the fight ,with mightier arms the flying foe to smite4 ,the laughter of those gods pealed down to man2 ,for heaven was but earth's upper story then1 ,where goddesses about an apple strove ,and the high gods fell humanly in love4 ,we own a ,god whose presence fills the sky2 ,whose sleepless eyes behold the worlds roll by2 ,whose faithful memory numbers1 one by one1 ,the sons of man1 and calls them each his son4 --,louise ,chandler ,moulton4 ,to make rough places plain1 and crooked straight2 ,to help the weak2 to envy not the strong2 ,to make the earth a sweeter dwelling place1 ,in little ways1 or if we may1 in great1 ,and in the world to help the heavenly song1 ,we pray1 ,lord ,jesus1 grant to us thy grace6 ,,the ,,two ,,religions ,a woman sat by a hearthside place ,reading a book1 with a pleasant face1 ,till a child came up1 with a childish frown1 ,and pushed the book1 saying1 ,put it down4 ,then the mother1 slapping his curly head1 ,said1 ,troublesome child1 go off to bed2 ,a great deal of ,christ's life ,i must know ,to train you up as a child should go4 ,and the child went off to bed to cry1 ,and denounce religion--by and by4 ,another woman bent over a book ,with a smile of joy and an intent look1 ,till a child came up and jogged her knee1 ,and said of the book1 ,put it down--take me4 ,then the mother sighed as she stroked his head1 ,saying softly1 ,i never shall get it read3 ,but ,i'll try by loving to learn ,his will1 ,and his love into my child instill4 ,that child went to bed without a sigh1 ,and will love religion--by and by4 ,a ,,life ,,hid ,,with ,,christ ,i have a life with ,christ to live2 ,but ere ,i live it must ,i wait ,till learning can clear answer give ,of this or that book's date8 ,i have a life in ,christ to live1 ,i have a death in ,christ to die2 ,and must ,i wait till science give ,all doubts a full reply8 ,nay1 rather1 while the sea of doubt ,is raging wildly round about1 ,questioning of life and death and sin1 ,let me but creep within ,thy fold1 ,o ,christ1 and at thy feet ,take but the lowest seat1 ,and hear thine awful voice repeat ,in gentlest accents1 heavenly sweet1 ,come unto me and rest2 ,believe me1 and be blest4 --,john ,campbell ,shairp4 ,still raise for good the supplicating voice1 ,but leave to ,heaven the measure and the choice4 --,dr4 ,samuel ,johnson4 ,,pray ,,always ,go when the morning shineth1 ,go when the noon is bright1 ,go when the eve declineth1 ,go in the hush of night2 ,go with pure mind and feeling1 ,fling earthly thoughts away1 ,and1 in thy chamber kneeling1 ,do thou in secret pray4 ,remember all who love thee1 ,all who are loved by thee2 ,pray1 too1 for those who hate thee1 ,if any such there be4 ,then for thyself in meekness ,a blessing humbly claim1 ,and link with thy petition ,the great ,redeemer's name4 ,or1 if 'tis e'er denied thee ,in solitude to pray1 ,should holy thoughts come o'er thee ,when friends are round thy way1 ,e'en then the silent breathing ,of thy spirit1 raised above1 ,may reach ,his throne of glory ,who is mercy1 truth and love4 ,oh6 not a joy or blessing ,with this can we compare3 ,the power that he hath given us ,to pour our hearts in prayer4 ,whene'er thou pin'st in sadness ,before ,his footstool fall1 ,and remember in thy gladness ,his grace who gave thee all4 --,jane ,c4 ,simpson4 ,more things are wrought by prayer ,than this world dreams of4 ,wherefore let thy voice ,rise like a fountain for me night and day4 ,for what are men better than sheep or goats1 ,that nourish a blind life within the brain1 ,if1 knowing ,god1 they lift not hands of prayer1 ,both for themselves and those who call them friend4 ,for so the whole round earth is every way ,bound by gold chains about the feet of ,god4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,enoch ,he walked with ,god1 by faith1 in solitude1 ,at early dawn or tranquil eventide2 ,in some lone leafy place he would abide ,till his whole being was with ,god imbued4 ,he walked with ,god amid the multitude2 ,no threats or smiles could his firm soul divide ,from that beloved presence at his side ,whose still small voice silenced earth's noises rude4 ,boldly abroad to men he testified ,how the ,lord cometh and the judgment brings2 ,gently at home he trained his sons and daughters2 ,till1 praying1 a bright chariot he espied ,sent to translate him1 as on angels' wings1 ,to walk with ,god beside heaven's living waters4 --,r4 ,wilton4 ,a ,,worker',s ,,prayer ,lord1 speak to me1 that ,i may speak ,in living echoes of thy tone2 ,as thou hast sought1 so let me seek ,thy erring children1 lost and lone4 ,oh1 teach me1 ,lord1 that ,i may teach ,the precious things thou dost impart2 ,and wing my words that they may reach ,the hidden depths of many a heart4 ,oh1 give thine own sweet rest to me1 ,that ,i may speak with soothing power ,a word in season1 as from thee1 ,to weary ones in needful hour4 ,oh1 use me1 ,lord1 use even me1 ,just as thou wilt1 and when and where2 ,until thy blessed face ,i see1 ,thy rest1 thy joy1 thy glory share4 ,god answers prayer-- ,answers always1 everywhere1 ,i may cast my anxious care1 ,burdens ,i could never bear1 ,on the ,god who heareth prayer4 ,,submission ,,and ,,rest ,the camel1 at the close of day ,kneels down upon the sandy plain ,to have his burden lifted off ,and rest again4 ,my soul1 thou too should to thy knees ,when daylight draweth to a close1 ,and let thy ,master lift the load ,and grant repose4 ,else how couldst thou to-morrow meet1 ,with all to-morrow's work to do1 ,if thou thy burden all the night ,dost carry through8 ,the camel kneels at break of day ,to have his guide replace his load2 ,then rises up anew to take ,the desert road4 ,so thou shouldst kneel at morning's dawn ,that ,god may give thee daily care2 ,assured that he no load too great ,will make thee bear4 ,,take ,,time ,,to ,,be ,,holy ,take time to be holy2 ,speak oft with thy ,lord2 ,abide in him always1 ,and feed on his word2 ,make friends of ,god's children1 ,help those who are weak1 ,forgetting in nothing ,his blessing to seek4 ,take time to be holy2 ,the world rushes on2 ,spend much time in secret ,with ,jesus alone2 ,by looking at ,jesus ,like him thou shalt be2 ,thy friends in thy conduct ,his likeness shall see4 ,take time to be holy2 ,let him be thy ,guide1 ,and run not before him ,whatever betide2 ,in joy or in sorrow ,still follow thy ,lord1 ,and1 looking to ,jesus1 ,still trust in his word4 ,take time to be holy2 ,be calm in thy soul2 ,each thought and each motive ,beneath his control2 ,thus led by his ,spirit ,to fountains of love1 ,thou soon shalt be fitted ,for service above4 --,w4 ,d4 ,longstaff4 ,,prayer ,,for ,,strength ,father1 before thy footstool kneeling1 ,once more my heart goes up to thee1 ,for aid1 for strength1 to thee appealing1 ,thou who alone canst succor me4 ,hear me6 for heart and flesh are failing1 ,my spirit yielding in the strife2 ,and anguish wild as unavailing ,sweeps in a flood across my life4 ,help me to stem the tide of sorrow2 ,help me to bear thy chastening rod2 ,give me endurance2 let me borrow ,strength from thy promise1 ,o my ,god6 ,not mine the grief which words may lighten2 ,not mine the tears of common woes2 ,the pang with which my heart-strings tighten ,only the ,all-seeing ,one may know4 ,and ,i am weak1 my feeble spirit ,shrinks from life's task in wild dismay2 ,yet not that thou that task wouldst spare it1 ,my ,father1 do ,i dare to pray4 ,into my soul thy might infusing1 ,strengthening my spirit by thine own2 ,help me1 all other aid refusing1 ,to cling to thee1 and thee alone4 ,and ,o in my exceeding weakness ,make thy strength perfect2 thou art strong3 ,aid me to do thy will with meekness1 ,thou to whom all my powers belong4 ,o let me feel that thou art near me2 ,close to thy side1 ,i shall not fear2 ,hear me1 ,o ,strength of ,israel1 hear me1 ,sustain and aid6 in mercy hear4 ,,light ,lord1 send thy light1 ,not only in the darkest night1 ,but in the shadowy1 dim twilight1 ,wherein my strained and aching sight ,can scarce distinguish wrong from right1 ,then send thy light4 ,teach me to pray4 ,not only in the morning gray1 ,or when the moonbeam's silver ray ,falls on me1 but at high noonday1 ,when pleasure beckons me away1 ,teach me to pray4 --,constance ,milman4 ,,our ,,burden ,,bearer ,the little sharp vexations ,and the briars that cut the feet1 ,why not take all to the ,helper ,who has never failed us yet8 ,tell him about the heartache1 ,and tell him the longings too1 ,tell him the baffled purpose ,when we scarce know what to do4 ,then1 leaving all our weakness ,with the ,one divinely strong1 ,forget that we bore the burden ,and carry away the song4 --,phillips ,brooks4 ,my proud foe at my hands to take no boon will choose4 ,thy prayers are that one gift which he cannot refuse4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,,answer ,,to ,,prayer ,man's plea to man is1 that he nevermore ,will beg1 and that he never begged before2 ,man's plea to ,god is1 that he did obtain ,a former suit1 and therefore sues again4 ,how good a ,god we serve1 that1 when we sue1 ,makes his old gifts examples of his new4 --,francis ,quarles4 ,,talhairn',s ,,prayer ,grant me1 ,o ,god1 thy merciful protection2 ,and1 in protection1 give me strength1 ,i pray2 ,and1 in my strength1 ,o grant me wise discretion2 ,and1 in discretion1 make me ever just2 ,and1 with my justice1 may ,i mingle love1 ,and1 with my love1 ,o ,god1 the love of thee2 ,and1 with the love of thee1 the love of all4 --,from the ,welsh4 ,o sad estate ,of human wretchedness6 so weak is man1 ,so ignorant and blind1 that did not ,god ,sometimes withhold in mercy what we ask1 ,we should be ruined at our own request4 --,hannah ,more4 ,why win we not at once what we in prayer require8 ,that we may learn great things as greatly to desire4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,,joy ,,praise1 ,,cheerfulness1 ,,happiness ,,the ,,secret ,,of ,a ,,happy ,,day ,just to let thy ,father do ,what he will2 ,just to know that he is true ,and be still4 ,just to follow hour by hour ,as ,he leadeth2 ,just to draw the moment's power ,as it needeth4 ,just to trust ,him1 this is all6 ,then the day will surely be ,peaceful1 whatsoe'er befall1 ,bright and blessed1 calm and free4 ,just to let ,him speak to thee ,through his word1 ,watching that his voice may be ,clearly heard4 ,just to tell ,him every thing ,as it rises1 ,and at once to him to bring ,all surprises4 ,just to listen1 and to stay ,where you cannot miss ,his voice1 ,this is all6 and thus to-day1 ,communing1 you shall rejoice4 ,just to ask ,him what to do ,all the day1 ,and to make you quick and true ,to obey4 ,just to know the needed grace ,he bestoweth1 ,every bar of time and place ,overfloweth4 ,just to take thy orders straight ,from the ,master's own command4 ,blessed day6 when thus we wait ,always at our ,sovereign's hand4 ,just to recollect his love1 ,always true2 ,always shining from above1 ,always new4 ,just to recognize its light1 ,all-enfolding2 ,just to claim its present might1 ,all-upholding4 ,just to know it as thine own1 ,that no power can take away2 ,is not this enough alone ,for the gladness of the day8 ,just to trust1 and yet to ask ,guidance still2 ,take the training or the task ,as ,he will4 ,just to take the joy or pain ,as ,he lends it2 ,just to take the loss or gain ,as he sends it ,he who formed thee for his praise ,will not miss the gracious aim2 ,so to-day1 and all thy days1 ,shall be molded for the same4 ,just to leave in ,his dear hand ,little things2 ,all we cannot understand1 ,all that stings4 ,just to let ,him take the care ,sorely pressing1 ,finding all we let him bear ,changed to blessing4 ,this is all6 and yet the way ,marked by ,him who loves thee best2 ,secret of a happy day1 ,secret of his promised rest4 --,frances ,ridley ,havergal4 ,,god ,,means ,,us ,,to ,,be ,,happy ,god means us to be happy2 ,he fills the short-lived years ,with loving1 tender mercies-- ,with smiles as well as tears4 ,flowers blossom by the pathway1 ,or1 withering1 they shed ,their sweetest fragrance over ,the bosoms of our dead4 ,god filled the earth with beauty2 ,he touched the hills with light2 ,he crowned the waving forest ,with living verdure bright2 ,he taught the bird its carol1 ,he gave the wind its voice1 ,and to the smallest insect ,its moment to rejoice4 ,what life hath not its blessing8 ,who hath not songs to sing1 ,or grateful words to utter1 ,or wealth of love to bring8 ,tried in affliction's furnace ,the gold becomes more pure-- ,so strong doth sorrow make us1 ,so patient to endure4 ,no way is dark and dreary ,if ,god be with us there2 ,no danger can befall us ,when sheltered by his care4 ,why should our eyes be blinded ,to all earth's glorious bloom8 ,why sit we in the shadow ,that falls upon the tomb8 ,look up and catch the sunbeams6 ,see how the day doth dawn6 ,gather the scented roses ,that grow beside the thorn6 ,god's pitying love doth seek us2 ,he leads us to his rest2 ,and from a thousand pathways ,he chooses what is best4 ,,the ,,picture ,,of ,a ,,happy ,,man ,how blest is he1 though ever crossed1 ,that can all crosses blessings make2 ,that finds himself ere he be lost1 ,and lose that found for virtue's sake4 ,yea1 blest is he1 in life and death1 ,that fears not death nor loves this life2 ,that sets his will his wit beneath2 ,and hath continual peace in strife4 ,that naught observes but what preserves ,his mind and body from offense2 ,that neither courts nor seasons serves1 ,and learns without experience4 ,that loves his body for his soul1 ,soul for his mind1 his mind for ,god1 ,god for himself1 and doth control ,content1 if it with him be odd4 ,that rests in action1 acting naught ,but what is good in deed and show2 ,that seeks but ,god within his thought1 ,and thinks but ,god to love and know4 ,that lives too low for envy's looks1 ,and yet too high for loathed contempt2 ,that makes his friends good men and books ,and naught without them doth attempt4 ,that ever lives a light to all1 ,though oft obscured like the sun2 ,and1 though his fortunes be but small1 ,yet ,fortune doth not seek nor shun4 ,that never looks but grace to find1 ,nor seeks for knowledge to be known2 ,that makes a kingdom of his mind1 ,wherein1 with ,god1 he reigns alone4 ,this man is great with little state1 ,lord of the world epitomized1 ,who with staid front outfaceth ,fate ,and1 being empty1 is sufficed-- ,or is sufficed with little1 since 7at least7 ,he makes his conscience a continual feast4 --,john ,davies1 of ,hereford4 ,,thanks ,,for ,,pain ,my ,god1 ,i thank thee who hast made ,the earth so bright2 ,so full of splendor and of joy1 ,beauty and light2 ,so many glorious things are here1 ,noble and right4 ,i thank thee1 too1 that thou hast made ,joy to abound2 ,so many gentle thoughts and deeds ,circling us round2 ,that in the darkest spot of earth ,some love is found4 ,i thank thee more that all our joy ,is touched with pain2 ,that shadows fall on brightest hours2 ,that thorns remain2 ,so that earth's bliss may be our guide ,and not our chain4 ,i thank thee1 ,lord1 that thou hast kept ,the best in store2 ,we have enough1 yet not too much1 ,to long for more2 ,a yearning for a deeper peace ,not known before4 ,i thank thee1 ,lord1 that here our souls ,though amply blest1 ,can never find1 although they seek1 ,a perfect rest2 ,nor ever shall until they lean ,on ,jesus' breast4 --,adelaide ,anne ,procter4 ,,the ,,ridiculous ,,optimist ,there was once a man who smiled ,because the day was bright1 ,because he slept at night1 ,because ,god gave him sight ,to gaze upon his child2 ,because his little one1 ,could leap and laugh and run2 ,because the distant sun ,smiled on the earth he smiled4 ,he smiled because the sky ,was high above his head1 ,because the rose was red1 ,because the past was dead6 ,he never wondered why ,the ,lord had blundered so ,that all things have to go ,the wrong way1 here below ,the overarching sky4 ,he toiled1 and still was glad ,because the air was free1 ,because he loved1 and she ,that claimed his love and he ,shared all the joys they had6 ,because the grasses grew1 ,because the sweet winds blew1 ,because that he could hew ,and hammer1 he was glad4 ,because he lived he smiled1 ,and did not look ahead ,with bitterness or dread1 ,but nightly sought his bed ,as calmly as a child4 ,and people called him mad ,for being always glad ,with such things as he had1 ,and shook their heads and smiled4 --,samuel ,ellsworth ,kiser4 ,the soul contains a window where ,it may receive the sun and air1 ,but some with self the window cloy1 ,and shut out all the light and joy4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,,praise ,o ,thou1 whose bounty fills my cup ,with every blessing meet6 ,i give thee thanks for every drop-- ,the bitter and the sweet4 ,i praise ,thee for the desert road1 ,and for the riverside2 ,for all thy goodness hath bestowed1 ,and all thy grace denied4 ,i thank ,thee for both smile and frown1 ,and for the gain and loss2 ,i praise thee for the future crown ,and for the present cross4 ,i thank ,thee for the wing of love ,which stirred my worldly nest2 ,and for the stormy clouds which drove ,me1 trembling1 to thy breast4 ,i bless ,thee for the glad increase1 ,and for the waning joy2 ,and for this strange1 this settled peace1 ,which nothing can destroy4 --,jane ,crewdson4 ,,thanksgiving ,lord1 for the erring thought ,not into evil wrought1 ,lord1 for the wicked will1 ,betrayed and baffled still1 ,for the heart from itself kept1 ,our thanksgiving accept4 ,for the ignorant hopes that were ,broken to our blind prayer2 ,for pain1 death1 sorrow1 sent ,unto our chastisement2 ,for all loss of seeming good1 ,quicken our gratitude4 --,william ,dean ,howells4 ,,ring1 ,,happy ,,bells ,ring out the grief that saps the mind1 ,for those that here we see no more2 ,ring out the feud of rich and poor1 ,ring in redress to all mankind4 ,ring out a slowly-dying cause1 ,and ancient forms of party strife2 ,ring in the nobler modes of life1 ,with sweeter manners1 purer laws4 ,ring out the want1 the care1 the sin1 ,the faithless coldness of the times2 ,ring out1 ring out my mournful rhymes1 ,but ring the fuller minstrel in4 ,ring out false pride in place and blood1 ,the civic slander and the spite2 ,ring in the love of truth and right ,ring in the common love of good4 ,ring out old shapes of foul disease2 ,ring out the narrowing lust of gold2 ,ring out the thousand wars of old1 ,ring in the thousand years of peace4 ,ring in the valiant man and free1 ,the larger heart1 the kindlier hand2 ,ring out the darkness of the land1 ,ring in the ,christ that is to be4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,the ,,clear ,,vision ,break forth1 my lips1 in praise1 and own ,the wiser love severely kind2 ,since1 richer for its chastening grown1 ,i see1 whereas ,i once was blind4 ,the world1 ,o ,father1 hath not wronged ,with loss the life by thee prolonged2 ,but still1 with every added year1 ,more beautiful thy works appear4 ,as thou hast made thy world without1 ,make thou more fair my world within2 ,shine through its lingering clouds of doubt2 ,rebuke its haunting shapes of sin2 ,fill1 brief or long1 my granted span ,of life with love to thee and man2 ,strike when thou wilt the hour of rest4 ,but let my last days be my best4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,then let us smile when skies are gray1 ,and laugh at stormy weather6 ,and sing life's lonesome times away2 ,so--worry and the dreariest day ,will find an end together6 ,paul and ,silas in their prison ,sang of ,christ the ,lord arisen2 ,and an earthquake's arm of might ,broke their dungeon gates at night4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,scatter ,,sunshine ,in a world where sorrow ever will be known1 ,where are found the needy1 and the sad and lone2 ,how much joy and comfort we can all bestow ,if we scatter sunshine everywhere we go4 ,slightest actions often meet the sorest needs1 ,for the world wants daily little kindly deeds2 ,oh1 what care and sorrow we may help remove1 ,with our songs and courage1 sympathy and love4 ,when the days are gloomy1 sing some happy song1 ,meet the world's repining with a courage strong2 ,go1 with faith undaunted1 through the ills of life1 ,scatter smiles and sunshine o'er its toil and strife4 --,lanta ,wilson ,smith4 ,,sowing ,,joy ,i met a child1 and kissed it2 who shall say ,i stole a joy in which ,i had no part8 ,the happy creature from that very day ,hath felt the more his little human heart4 ,now when ,i pass he runs away and smiles1 ,and tries to seem afraid with pretty wiles4 ,i am a happier and a richer man1 ,since ,i have sown this new joy in the earth2 ',tis no small thing for us to reap stray mirth ,in every sunny wayside where we can4 ,it is a joy to me to be a joy ,which may in the most lowly heart take root2 ,and it is gladness to that little boy ,to look out for me at the mountain foot4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,sow thou sorrow and thou shalt reap it2 ,sow thou joy and thou shalt keep it4 --,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,a ,,lancashire ,,doxology 7,written in ,may1 #ahfc1 when cotton came to ,lancashire1 enabling the mills to open after being long closed4 ,the suffering1 grateful women sang the ,doxology47 ,praise ,god from whom all blessings flow4 ,praise ,him who sendeth joy and woe4 ,the ,lord who takes--the ,lord who gives-- ,o praise him1 all that dies1 and lives4 ,he opens and he shuts his hand1 ,but why1 we cannot understand4 ,pours and dries up his mercies' flood1 ,and yet is still ,all-perfect ,good4 ,we fathom not the mighty plan1 ,the mystery of ,god and man2 ,we women1 when afflictions come1 ,we only suffer and are dumb4 ,and when1 the tempest passing by1 ,he gleams out1 sun-like1 through our sky1 ,we look up and1 through black clouds riven1 ,we recognize the smile of ,heaven4 ,ours is no wisdom of the wise4 ,we have no deep philosophies2 ,childlike we take both kiss and rod1 ,for he who loveth knoweth ,god4 --,dinah ,maria ,mulock ,craik4 ,,via ,,crucis1 ,,via ,,lucis ,through night to light6 ,and though to mortal eyes ,creation's face a pall of horror wear1 ,good cheer6 good cheer6 the gloom of midnight flies2 ,then shall a sunrise follow1 mild and fair4 ,through storm to calm6 ,and though his thunder car ,the rumbling tempest drive through earth and sky1 ,good cheer6 good cheer6 ,the elemental war ,tells that the blessed healing hour is nigh4 ,through frost to spring6 ,and though the biting blast ,of ,eurus stiffen nature's juicy veins1 ,good cheer6 good cheer6 ,when winter's wrath is past1 ,soft-murmuring spring breathes sweetly o'er the plains4 ,through strife to peace6 ,and though with bristling front ,a thousand frightful deaths encompass thee1 ,good cheer6 good cheer6 brave thou the battle's brunt1 ,for the peace-march and song of victory4 ,through toil to sleep6 ,and though the sultry noon ,with heavy drooping wing oppress thee now1 ,good cheer6 good cheer6 the cool of evening soon ,shall lull to sweet repose thy weary brow4 ,through cross to crown6 ,and though thy spirit's life ,trials untold assail with giant strength1 ,good cheer6 good cheer6 soon ends the bitter strife1 ,and thou shalt reign in peace with ,christ at length4 ,through woe to joy6 ,and though at morn thou weep1 ,and though the midnight find thee weeping still1 ,good cheer6 good cheer6 the ,shepherd loves his sheep2 ,resign thee to the watchful ,father's will4 --,rosegarten1 tr4 by ,charles ,timothy ,brooks4 ,talk ,happiness4 ,the world is sad enough ,without your woes4 ,no path is wholly rough2 ,look for the places that are smooth and clear1 ,and speak of those to rest the weary ear ,of earth1 so hurt by one continuous strain ,of human discontent and grief and pain4 ,,serve ,,god ,,and ,,be ,,cheerful ,serve ,god and be cheerful4 ,make brighter ,the brightness that falls to thy lot2 ,the rare1 or the daily sent1 blessing ,profane not with gloom or with doubt4 ,serve ,god and be cheerful4 ,each sorrow ,is--with thy will in ,god's--for the best4 ,o'er the cloud hangs the rainbow4 ,to-morrow ,will see the blue sky in the west4 ,serve ,god and be cheerful4 ,look upward6 ,god's countenance scatters the gloom2 ,and the soft summer light of his heaven ,shines over the cross and the tomb4 ,serve ,god and be cheerful4 ,the wrinkles ,of age we may take with a smile2 ,but the wrinkles of faithless foreboding ,are the crow's-feet of ,beelzebub's guile4 ,serve ,god and be cheerful4 ,the winter ,rolls round to the beautiful spring4 ,and o'er the green grave of the snowdrift ,the nest-building robins will sing4 ,serve ,god and be cheerful4 ,live nobly1 ,do right1 and do good4 ,make the best ,of the gifts and the work put before you1 ,and to ,god without fear leave the rest4 --,william ,newell4 ,,bring ,,every ,,burden ,be trustful1 be steadfast1 whatever betide thee1 ,only one thing do thou ask of the ,lord-- ,grace to go forward wherever he guide thee1 ,simply believing the truth of his word4 ,earthliness1 coldness1 unthankful behavior-- ,ah6 thou mayst sorrow1 but do not despair4 ,even this grief thou mayst bring to thy ,saviour1 ,cast upon him this burden of care6 ,bring all thy hardness--,his power can subdue it1 ,how full is the promise6 ,the blessing how free3 ,whatsoever ye ask in my name1 ,i will do it2 ,abide in my love and be joyful in me4 ,,thy ,,loving ,,kindness ,not always the path is easy2 ,there are thickets hung with gloom1 ,there are rough and stony places ,where never the roses bloom4 ,but oft1 when the way is hardest1 ,i am conscious of ,one at my side ,whose hands and whose feet are wounded1 ,and ,i'm happy and safe with my ,guide4 ,better than friends and kindred1 ,better than love and rest1 ,dearer than hope and triumph1 ,is the name ,i wear on my breast4 ,i feel my way through the shadows ,with a confident heart and brave2 ,i shall live in the light beyond them2 ,i shall conquer death and the grave4 ,often when tried and tempted1 ,often1 ashamed of sin-- ,that1 strong as an armed invader1 ,has made wreck of the peace within-- ,that wonderful loving-kindness1 ,patient and full and free1 ,has stooped for my consolation2 ,has brought a blessing to me4 ,therefore my lips shall praise thee1 ,therefore1 let come what may1 ,to the height of a solemn gladness ,my song shall arise to-day4 ,not on the drooping willow ,shall ,i hang my harp in the land1 ,when the ,lord himself has cheered me ,by the touch of his pierced hand4 --,margaret ,elizabeth ,sangster4 ,to try each day his will to know2 ,to tread the way his will may show2 ,to live for him who gave me life2 ,to strive for him who suffered strife ,and sacrifice through death for me-- ,let this my joy1 my portion be4 ,,thanks ,i thank thee1 ,lord1 for mine unanswered prayers1 ,unanswered save thy quiet1 kindly ,nay2 ,yet it seemed hard among my heavy cares-- ,that bitter day4 ,i wanted joy2 but ,thou didst know for me ,that sorrow was the gift ,i needed most1 ,and in its mystic depths ,i learned to see ,the ,holy ,ghost4 ,i wanted health2 but thou didst bid me sound ,the secret treasuries of pain1 ,and in the moans and groans my heart oft found ,thy ,christ again4 ,i wanted wealth2 'twas not the better part2 ,there is a wealth with poverty oft given4 ,and thou didst teach me of the gold of heart-- ,best gift of heaven4 ,i thank thee1 ,lord1 for these unanswered prayers1 ,and for thy word1 the quiet1 kindly ,nay4 ',twas thy withholding lightened all my cares ,that blessed day4 --,oliver ,huckel4 ,,the ,,glorious ,,morn ,open the shutters free and wide4 ,and glorify the room2 ,that no dark shadows here may bide-- ,that there be naught of gloom4 ,what joy to breathe the morning air1 ,and see the sun again2 ,with living things ,god's love to share1 ,in recompense for pain4 --,henry ,coyle4 ,for all the evils under the sun ,there is some remedy or none2 ,if there is one be sure to find it2 ,if there is none1 why1 never mind it4 ,,evening ,,praise ,again1 ,o ,god1 the night shuts down1 ,again ,i kneel to praise6 ,thy wisdom1 love1 and truth and power ,have long made glad my days4 ,and1 now1 with added gratitude1 ,an evening hymn ,i raise4 ,i take the attitude of prayer1 ,but not for gifts to plead2 ,thy bounty1 far beyond desert1 ,has more than met my need2 ,so1 well content1 ,i worship ,thee ,in thought and word and deed4 ,thou bidst me ask1 if ,i'd receive1 ,and seek1 if ,i would find2 ,but surely ,thou wilt not condemn ,a heart to trust inclined4 ,give what is best2 ,thou knowest all4 ,how blest the quiet mind6 ,i praise thee that in all the hours ,and moments1 as they glide1 ,thy providence enfoldeth close2 ,thy blessings rich abide2 ,and ,thou dost keep in perfect peace ,those who in thee confide4 ,i praise thee for what seemeth good1 ,and for what seemeth ill4 ,appearances are vain deceits2 ,above them stands thy will2 ,by faith1 not sight1 thy children walk1 ,in hottest fire hold still4 ,accept the off'ring that ,i lay ,in gladness at thy feet2 ,my heart o'erflows with keenest joy1 ,with ecstacy complete4 ,because1 in all vicissitudes1 ,thy constancy ,i greet4 ,thou wilt not cease to love me well1 ,nor fail to hold me fast2 ,though pain may come1 it cannot harm2 ,my care on thee is cast1 ,for future good he'll surely send ,who sent so sweet a past4 ,praise waits in ,zion1 ,lord1 for thee1 ,praise runs the world around2 ,and so this little heart of mine ,shall ne'er in gloom be found1 ,rejoicing that all days and nights ,may with thy praise resound4 --,james ,mudge4 ,,go ,,tell ,,jesus ,bury thy sorrow1 ,the world has its share2 ,bury it deeply1 ,hide it with care4 ,think of it calmly ,when curtained by night2 ,tell it to ,jesus1 ,and all will be right4 ,tell it to ,jesus1 ,he knoweth thy grief2 ,tell it to ,jesus1 ,he'll send thee relief4 ,gather the sunlight ,aglow on thy way2 ,gather the moonbeams1 ,each soft silver ray4 ,hearts grown aweary ,with heavier woe1 ,droop 'mid the darkness-- ,go comfort them1 go6 ,bury thy sorrow1 ,let others be blest2 ,give them the sunshine1 ,tell ,jesus the rest4 ,,we ,,will ,,praise ,,thee ,great ,jehovah6 we will praise thee1 ,earth and heaven thy will obey2 ,suns and systems move obedient ,to thy universal sway4 ,deep and awful are thy counsels2 ,high and glorious is thy throne2 ,reigning o'er thy vast dominion1 ,thou art ,god and thou alone4 ,in thy wondrous condescension ,thou hast stooped to raise our race2 ,thou hast given to us a ,saviour1 ,full of goodness and of grace4 ,by his blood we are forgiven1 ,by his intercession free1 ,by his love we rise to glory ,there to reign eternally4 ,god of ,power--we bow before thee2 ,god of ,wisdom--thee we praise2 ,god of ,love--so kind and tender1 ,we would praise thee all our days4 ,praise to thee--our loving ,father2 ,praise to thee--redeeming ,son2 ,praise to thee--,almighty ,spirit2 ,praise to thee--,thou ,holy ,one4 --,john ,white4 ,,after ,,all ,we take our share of fretting1 ,of grieving and forgetting2 ,the paths are often rough and steep1 and heedless feet may fall2 ,but yet the days are cheery1 ,and night brings rest when weary ,and somehow this old planet is a good world after all4 ,though sharp may be our trouble1 ,the joys are more than double1 ,the brave surpass the cowards and the leal are like a wall ,to guard their dearest ever1 ,to fail the feeblest never2 ,and somehow this old earth remains a bright world after all4 ,there's always love that's caring1 ,and shielding and forbearing1 ,dear woman's love to hold us close and keep our hearts in thrall4 ,there's home to share together ,in calm or stormy weather1 ,and while the hearth-flame burns it is a good world after all4 ,the lisp of children's voices1 ,the chance of happy choices1 ,the bugle sounds of hope and faith1 through fogs and mists that call2 ,the heaven that stretches o'er us1 ,the better days before us1 ,they all combine to make this earth a good world after all4 --,margaret ,elizabeth ,sangster4 ,sound an anthem in your sorrows1 ,build a fortress of your fears2 ,throw a halo round your trials1 ,weave a rainbow of your tears4 ,never mind if shadows darken1 ,never fear though foes be strong2 ,lift your heads and shout hosannah6 ,praise the ,lord1 it won't be long4 ,,be ,,of ,,good ,,cheer ,god is near thee1 ,christian2 cheer thee1 ,rest in him1 sad soul2 ,he will keep thee when around thee ,billows roll4 ,calm thy sadness1 look in gladness ,to thy ,friend on high2 ,faint and weary pilgrim1 cheer thee2 ,help is nigh4 ,mark the sea-bird wildly wheeling ,through the stormy skies2 ,god defends him1 ,god attends him ,when he cries4 ,fare thee onward through the sunshine ,or through wintry blast2 ,fear forsake thee2 ,god will take thee ,home at last4 ,,pessimist ,,and ,,optimist ,this one sits shivering in ,fortune's smile1 ,taking his joy with bated1 doubtful breath4 ,this one1 gnawed by hunger1 all the while ,laughs in the teeth of death4 --,thomas ,bailey ,aldrich4 ,,praise ,,waiteth ,,for ,,thee ,they stand1 the regal mountains1 with crowns of spotless snow1 ,forever changeless1 grand1 sublime1 while ages come and go6 ,each day the morning cometh in through the eastern gate1 ,with trailing robes of pink and gold2 yet still they watch and wait ,for that more glorious morning1 till that glad message sounds-- ,lift up your heads1 ye gates of ,god6 the ,king of glory comes6 ,and so they stand o'erlooking earth's trouble1 pain and sin1 ,and wait the call to lift their gates and let the ,king come in4 ,o calm1 majestic mountains6 ,o everlasting hills6 ,beside your patient watch how small seem all life's joys and ills6 ,beyond1 the restless ocean1 mysterious1 vast1 and dim1 ,whose changeful waves forever chant their grand triumphal hymn4 ,now tempest-lashed and raging1 with deep and hungry roar1 ,the foam-capped billows dash themselves in anger on the shore1 ,now wavelets ripple gently along the quiet strand1 ,while summer's sunshine broodeth soft o'er all the sea and land4 ,o mighty waves6 as chainless1 as free1 as birds that skim6 ,there's ,one who rules the stormy sea--thy song is all of him4 ,and so in the shadowy forest the birds sing loud and sweet ,from swaying boughs where breezes rock their little broods to sleep4 ,the golden cups of the cowslip spring from the mossy sod1 ,and the sweet blue violet blooms alone--just for itself and ,god4 ,it is aye the same old lesson1 from mountain1 wood1 and sea1 ,the old1 old story1 ever new1 and wondrous grand to me-- ,of ,one who holds the waters in the hollow of his hand2 ,whose presence shone from mountain top in that far eastern land4 ,the groves are ,god's own temples2 the wild birds sing his praise2 ,and every flower in the forest dim its humble tribute pays2 ,for ,god loves all his creatures1 however weak and small2 ,his grandest works give praise to him1 for he is ,lord of all4 ,we cannot make bargains for blisses1 ,nor catch them like fishes in nets2 ,and sometimes the thing our life misses ,helps more than the thing which it gets4 ,for good lieth not in pursuing1 ,nor gaining of great nor of small1 ,but just in the doing1 and doing ,as we would be done by is all4 --,alice ,cary4 ,,don',t ,,take ,,it ,,to ,,heart ,there's many a trouble ,would break like a bubble1 ,and into the waters of ,lethe depart1 ,did we not rehearse it1 ,and tenderly nurse it1 ,and give it a permanent place in the heart4 ,there's many a sorrow ,would vanish to-morrow ,were we but willing to furnish the wings2 ,so sadly intruding1 ,and quietly brooding1 ,it hatches out all sorts of horrible things4 ,how welcome the seeming ,of looks that are beaming ,whether one's wealthy or whether one's poor2 ,eyes bright as a berry1 ,cheeks red as a cherry1 ,the groan and the curse and the heartache can cure4 ,resolve to be merry1 ,all worry to ferry ,across the famed waters which bid us forget1 ,and no longer fearful1 ,but happy and cheerful1 ,we feel life has much that's worth living for yet4 ,,although--,,yet ,away6 my unbelieving fear6 ,fear shall in me no more have place2 ,my ,saviour doth not yet appear1 ,he hides the brightness of his face1 ,but shall ,i therefore let him go1 ,and basely to the tempter yield8 ,no1 in the strength of ,jesus1 no2 ,i never will give up my shield4 ,although the vine its fruit deny1 ,although the olive yield no oil1 ,the withering fig-trees droop and die1 ,the fields elude the tiller's toil4 ,the empty stall no herd afford1 ,and perish all the bleating race1 ,yet will ,i triumph in the ,lord-- ,the ,god of my salvation praise4 --,charles ,wesley4 ',tis impious in a good man to be sad4 --,edward ,young4 ,,as ,a ,,bird ,,in ,,meadows ,,fair ,as a bird in meadows fair ,or in lovely forest sings1 ,till it fills the summer air ,and the green wood sweetly rings1 ,so my heart to thee would raise1 ,o my ,god1 its song of praise ,that the gloom of night is o'er ,and ,i see the sun once more4 ,if thou1 ,sun of love1 arise1 ,all my heart with joy is stirred1 ,and to greet thee upward flies1 ,gladsome as yon tiny bird4 ,shine thou in me1 clear and bright1 ,till ,i learn to praise thee right2 ,guide me in the narrow way1 ,let me ne'er in darkness stray4 ,bless to-day whate'er ,i do2 ,bless whate'er ,i have and love2 ,from the paths of virtue true ,let me never1 never rove2 ,by thy spirit strengthen me ,in the faith that leads to ,thee1 ,then1 an heir of life on high1 ,fearless ,i may live and die4 ,,he ,,doeth ,,all ,,things ,,well6 ,pleased in the sunshine1 pleased in the blast1 ,pleased when the heavens are all overcast1 ,pleased when ,i can or cannot see ,god's loving hand is dealing with me4 ,pleased1 for ,christ's promises never can fail2 ,pleased in the calm and also the gale2 ,knowing ,omniscience at midnight can see1 ,since he was ,pilot on dark ,galilee4 ,pleased when in health or when ,i am ill1 ,pleased1 since ,i know ,i'm in the ,lord's will1 ,pleased with whatever my lot may be ,knowing ,omnipotence careth for me4 ,beneath the tiger's jaw ,i heard a victim cry1 ,thanks1 ,god1 that1 though in pain1 yet not in guilt ,i die4 --,from the ,persian4 ,,the ,,robin',s ,,song ,i'll sing you a lay ere ,i wing on my way1 ,cheer up6 ,cheer up6 ,cheer up6 ,whenever you're blue find something to do ,for somebody else who is sadder than you4 ,cheer up6 ,cheer up6 ,cheer up6 ,he growled at morning1 noon1 and night1 ,and trouble sought to borrow2 ,although to-day the sky were bright ,he knew 'twould storm to-morrow2 ,a thought of joy he could not stand1 ,and struggled to resist it2 ,though sunshine dappled all the land ,this sorry pessimist it4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,oh1 be in ,god's clear world no dark and troubled sprite6 ,to ,christ1 thy ,master mild1 do no such foul despite2 ,but show in look1 word1 mien1 that thou belongst to him1 ,who says1 ,my yoke is easy1 and my burden light4 --,friedrich ,rueckert4 ,let us gather up the sunbeams ,lying all around our path2 ,let us keep the wheat and roses1 ,casting out the thorns and chaff2 ,let us find our sweetest comfort ,in the blessings of to-day1 ,with a patient hand removing ,all the briars from our way4 ,o give me the joy of living ,and some glorious work to do6 ,a spirit of thanksgiving1 ,with loyal heart and true2 ,some pathway to make brighter1 ,where tired feet now stray2 ,some burden to make lighter1 ,while 'tis day4 ,true happiness 7if understood7 ,consists alone in doing good4 ,talk happiness each chance you get--and talk it good and strong6 ,look for it in the byways as you grimly pass along2 ,perhaps it is a stranger now whose visit never comes1 ,but talk it6 ,soon you'll find that you and happiness are chums4 ',tis ,being and ,doing and ,having that make ,all the pleasures and pains of which mortals partake4 ,to ,be what ,god pleases1 to ,do a man's best1 ,and to ,have a good heart1 is the way to be blest4 ,if the weather is cold don't scold1 ,if the weather is wet don't fret1 ,if the weather is warm don't storm1 ,if the weather is dry don't cry2 ,but be cheerful together1 whatever the weather4 ,the inner side of every cloud ,is bright and shining2 ,therefore ,i turn my clouds about1 ,and always wear them inside out1 ,to show the lining4 --,ellen ,thornycroft ,fowler ,felkin4 ,let him that loves his ease1 his ease1 ,keep close and house him fair2 ,he'll still be a stranger to the merry thrill of danger ,and the joy of the open air4 --,richard ,hovey4 ,there is no human being ,with so wholly dark a lot1 ,but the heart1 by turning the picture1 ,may find some sunny spot4 ,let us cry1 ,all good things ,are ours1 nor soul helps flesh more now ,than flesh helps soul4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,affliction ,,consolation1 ,,trial1 ,,endurance ,,resignation ,there is no flock1 however watched and tended1 ,but one dead lamb is there6 ,there is no fireside1 howsoe'er defended1 ,but has one vacant chair4 ,the air is full of farewells to the dying ,and mourning for the dead2 ,the heart of ,rachel1 for her children crying1 ,will not be comforted6 ,let us be patient6 ,these severe afflictions ,not from the ground arise1 ,but oftentimes celestial benedictions ,assume this dark disguise4 ,we see but dimly through the mists and vapors2 ,amid these earthly damps ,what seem to us but sad1 funereal tapers ,may be heaven's distant lamps4 ,there is no ,death6 ,what seems so is transition2 ,this life of mortal breath ,is but a suburb of the life elysian1 ,whose portal we call death4 ,she is not dead--the child of our affection-- ,but gone unto that school ,where she no longer needs our poor protection1 ,and ,christ himself doth rule4 ,in that great cloister's stillness and seclusion1 ,by guardian angels led1 ,safe from temptation1 safe from sin's pollution1 ,she lives1 whom we call dead4 ,day after day we think what she is doing ,in those bright realms of air2 ,year after year1 her tender steps pursuing1 ,behold her grown more fair4 ,thus do we walk with her and keep unbroken ,the bond which nature gives1 ,thinking that our remembrance1 though unspoken1 ,may reach her where she lives4 99 99 99 99 99 ,we will be patient1 and assuage the feeling ,we may not wholly stay2 ,by silence sanctifying1 not concealing1 ,the grief that must have way4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,made ,,perfect ,,through ,,suffering ,i bless thee1 ,lord1 for sorrows sent ,to break my dream of human power2 ,for now1 my shallow cistern spent1 ,i find thy founts1 and thirst no more4 ,i take ,thy hand1 and fears grow still2 ,behold thy face1 and doubts remove2 ,who would not yield his wavering will ,to perfect ,truth and boundless ,love8 ,that ,love this restless soul doth teach ,the strength of thine eternal calm2 ,and tune its sad but broken speech ,to join on earth the angel's psalm4 ,oh1 be it patient in thy hands1 ,and drawn1 through each mysterious hour1 ,to service of thy pure commands1 ,the narrow way of ,love and ,power4 --,samuel ,johnson4 ,,go ,,not ,,far ,,from ,,me ,go not far from me1 ,o my strength1 ,whom all my times obey3 ,take from me any thing ,thou wilt1 ,but go not thou away-- ,and let the storm that does thy work ,deal with me as it may4 ,on thy compassion ,i repose1 ,in weakness and distress2 ,i will not ask for greater ease1 ,lest ,i should love ,thee less4 ,oh 'tis a blessed thing for me ,to need thy tenderness4 ,while many sympathizing hearts ,for my deliverance care1 ,thou1 in thy wiser1 stronger love1 ,art teaching me to bear-- ,by the sweet voice of thankful song1 ,and calm1 confiding prayer4 ,thy love has many a lighted path1 ,no outward eye can trace1 ,and my heart sees thee in the deep1 ,with darkness on its face4 ,and communes with thee1 'mid the storm1 ,as in a secret place4 ,o ,comforter of ,god's redeemed1 ,whom the world does not see1 ,what hand should pluck me from the flood ,that casts my soul on thee8 ,who would not suffer pain like mine ,to be consoled like me8 ,when ,i am feeble as a child1 ,and flesh and heart give way1 ,then on thy everlasting strength ,with passive trust ,i stay4 ,and the rough wind becomes a song1 ,the darkness shines like day4 ,o blessed are the eyes that see-- ,though silent anguish show-- ,the love that in their hours of sleep ,unthanked may come and go4 ,and blessed are the ears that hear1 ,though kept awake by woe4 ,happy are they that learn1 in thee-- ,though patient suffering teach-- ,the secret of enduring strength ,and praise too deep for speech3 ,peace that no pressure from without1 ,no strife within1 can reach4 ,there is no death for me to fear1 ,for ,christ1 my ,lord1 hath died2 ,there is no curse in this my pain1 ,for he was crucified4 ,and it is fellowship with him ,that keeps me near his side4 ,my heart is fixed--,o ,god1 my strength-- ,my heart is strong to bear2 ,i will be joyful in thy love1 ,and peaceful in thy care4 ,deal with me1 for my ,saviour's sake1 ,according to his prayer4 ,no suffering while it lasts is joy1 ,how blest soe'er it be1 ,yet may the chastened child be glad ,his ,father's face to see2 ,and oh1 it is not hard to bear ,what must be borne in thee4 ,it is not hard to bear by faith1 ,in thine own bosom laid1 ,the trial of a soul redeemed1 ,for thy rejoicing made4 ,well may the heart in patience rest ,that none can make afraid4 ,safe in thy sanctifying grace-- ,almighty to restore-- ,borne onward1 sin and death behind1 ,and love and life before1 ,o let my soul abound in hope1 ,and praise thee more and more4 ,deep unto deep may call1 but ,i ,with peaceful heart will say-- ,thy loving-kindness hath a charge ,no waves can take away2 ,and let the storm that speeds me home ,deal with me as it may4 --,anna ,letitia ,waring4 ,walking along the shore one morn1 ,a holy man by chance ,i found ,who by a tiger had been torn ,and had no salve to heal his wound4 ,long time he suffered grievous pain1 ,but not the less to the ,most ,high ,he offered thanks4 ,they asked him1 ,why8 ,for answer he thanked ,god again2 ,and then to them3 ,that ,i am in ,no greater peril than you see3 ,that what has overtaken me ,is but misfortune--and not sin4 --,richard ,henry ,stoddard4 ,,the ,,celestial ,,surgeon ,if ,i have faltered more or less ,in my great task of happiness2 ,if ,i have moved among my race ,and shown no glorious morning face2 ,if beams from happy human eyes ,have moved me not2 if morning skies1 ,books1 and my food1 and summer rain ,knocked on my sullen heart in vain2 ,lord1 thy most pointed pleasure take ,and stab my spirit broad awake2 ,or1 ,lord1 if too obdurate ,i1 ,choose thou1 before that spirit die1 ,a piercing pain1 a killing sin1 ,and to my dead heart run them in4 --,robert ,louis ,stevenson4 ,i ,,asked ,,the ,,lord ,,that ,i ,,might ,,grow ,i asked the ,lord that ,i might grow ,in faith and love and every grace2 ,might more of his salvation know1 ,and seek more earnestly his face4 ',twas ,he who taught me thus to pray1 ,and he1 ,i trust1 has answer'd prayer2 ,but it has been in such a way ,as almost drove me to despair4 ,i hop'd that in some favor'd hour ,at once he'd answer my request1 ,and by his love's constraining power ,subdue my sins and give me rest4 ,instead of this he made me feel ,the hidden evils of my heart1 ,and let the angry powers of hell ,assault my soul in ev'ry part4 ,yes1 more3 with his own hand he seem'd ,intent to aggravate my woe1 ,cross'd all the fair designs ,i schemed1 ,blasted my gourds and laid them low4 ,lord1 why is this8 ,i trembling cried2 ,wilt thou pursue thy worm to death8 ',tis in this way1 the ,lord replied1 ,i answer prayer for grace and faith4 ,these inward trials ,i employ ,from self and pride to set thee free1 ,and break thy schemes of earthly joy ,that thou mayest set thine all in me6 --,john ,newton4 ,,thou ,,maintainest ,,my ,,lot ,source of my life's refreshing springs1 ,whose presence in my heart sustains me1 ,thy love appoints me pleasant things1 ,thy mercy orders all that pains me4 ,if loving hearts were never lonely1 ,if all they wished might always be1 ,accepting what they look for only1 ,they might be glad--but not in thee4 ,well may thy own beloved1 who see ,in all their lot their ,father's pleasure1 ,bear loss of all they love save thee1 ,their living1 everlasting treasure4 ,well may thy happy children cease ,from restless wishes1 prone to sin1 ,and1 in thine own exceeding peace1 ,yield to thy daily discipline4 ,we need as much the cross we bear ,as air we breathe1 as light we see6 ,it draws us to thy side in prayer1 ,it binds us to our strength in thee4 --,anna ,letitia ,waring4 ,,the ,,master',s ,,touch ,in the still air the music lies unheard2 ,in the rough marble beauty hides unseen2 ,to make the music and the beauty needs ,the master's touch1 the sculptor's chisel keen4 ,great ,master1 touch us with thy skillful hand2 ,let not the music that is in us die4 ,great ,sculptor1 hew and polish us2 nor let ,hidden and lost thy form within us lie6 ,spare not the stroke6 ,do with us as thou wilt6 ,let there be naught unfinished1 broken1 marred2 ,complete thy purpose that we may become ,thy perfect image1 thou our ,god and ,lord6 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,the childish smile is fair1 but lovelier far ,the smiles which tell of griefs that now no longer are4 --,john ,sterling4 ,a ,,blessing ,,in ,,tears ,home they brought her warrior dead2 ,she nor swoon'd nor uttered cry4 ,all her maidens1 watching1 said1 ,she must weep or she will die4 ,then they praised him1 soft and low1 ,call'd him worthy to be loved1 ,truest friend1 and noblest foe2 ,yet she neither spoke nor moved4 ,stole a maiden from her place1 ,lightly to the warrior stept1 ,took the face-cloth from the face2 ,yet she neither moved nor wept4 ,rose a nurse of ninety years1 ,set his child upon her knee2 ,like summer tempest came her tears3 ,sweet my child1 ,i live for thee4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,every ,,day ,o trifling task so often done1 ,yet ever to be done anew6 ,o cares which come with every sun1 ,morn after morn1 the long years through6 ,we sink beneath their paltry sway-- ,the irksome calls of every day4 ,the restless sense of wasted power1 ,the tiresome round of little things1 ,are hard to bear1 as hour by hour ,its tedious iteration brings2 ,who shall evade or who delay ,the small demands of every day8 ,the bowlder1 in the torrent's course ,by tide and tempest lashed in vain1 ,obeys the wave-whirled pebble's force ,and yields its substance grain by grain2 ,so crumble strongest lives away ,beneath the wear of every day4 ,who finds the lion in his lair1 ,who tracks the tiger for his life ,may wound them ere they are aware1 ,or conquer them in desperate strife1 ,yet powerless he to scathe or slay ,the vexing gnats of every day4 ,the steady strain that never stops ,is mightier than the fiercest shock2 ,the constant fall of water drops ,will groove the adamantine rock2 ,we feel our noblest powers decay ,in feeble wars with every day4 ,we rise to meet a heavy blow-- ,our souls a sudden bravery fills-- ,but we endure not always so ,the drop by drop of little ills2 ,we still deplore1 and still obey1 ,the hard behests of every day4 ,the heart which boldly faces death ,upon the battle-field1 and dares ,cannon and bayonet1 faints beneath ,the needle-points of frets and cares2 ,the stoutest spirits they dismay-- ,the tiny stings of every day4 ,and even saints of holy fame1 ,whose souls by faith have overcome1 ,who won amid the cruel flame ,the molten crown of martyrdom1 ,bore not without complaint alway ,the petty pains of every day4 ,ah1 more than martyr's aureole1 ,and more than hero's heart of fire1 ,we need the humble strength of soul ,which daily toils and ills require2 ,sweet ,patience6 grant us1 if you may1 ,an added grace for every day4 ,,peaceable ,,fruit 7,heb4 #ab4 #aa47 ,what shall thine afterward be1 ,o ,lord1 ,for this dark and suffering night8 ,father1 what shall thine afterward be8 ,hast thou a morning of joy for me1 ,and a new and joyous light8 ,what shall thine afterward be1 ,o ,lord1 ,for the moan that ,i cannot stay8 ,shall it issue in some new song of praise1 ,sweeter than sorrowless heart could raise1 ,when the night hath passed away8 ,what shall thine afterward be1 ,o ,lord1 ,for this helplessness of pain8 ,a clearer view of my home above1 ,of my ,father's strength and my ,father's love-- ,shall this be my lasting gain8 ,what shall thine afterward be1 ,o ,lord8 ,how long must thy child endure8 ,thou knowest6 ',tis well that ,i know it not6 ,thine afterward cometh--,i cannot tell what1 ,but ,i know that thy word is sure4 ,what shall thine afterward be1 ,o ,lord1 ,i wonder--and wait to see 7,while to thy chastening hand ,i bow7 ,what peaceable fruit may be ripening now-- ,ripening fast for me6 --,frances ,ridley ,havergal4 ,,how ,,we ,,learn ,great truths are dearly bought4 ,the common truth1 ,such as men give and take from day to day1 ,comes in the common walk of easy life1 ,blown by the careless wind across our way4 ,great truths are greatly won1 not found by chance1 ,nor wafted on the breath of summer dream2 ,but grasped in the great struggle of the soul ,hard buffeting with adverse wind and stream4 ,but in the day of conflict1 fear and grief1 ,when the strong hand of ,god1 put forth in might1 ,plows up the subsoil of the stagnant heart ,and brings the imprisoned truth-seed to the light1 ,wrung from the troubled spirit in hard hours ,of weakness1 solitude1 perchance of pain1 ,truth springs like harvest from the well-plowed field4 ,and the soul feels it has not wept in vain4 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,though trouble-tossed and torture-torn ,the kingliest kings are crowned with thorn4 --,gerald ,massey4 ,,heavier ,,the ,,cross ,heavier the cross the stronger faith3 ,the loaded palm strikes deeper root2 ,the vine-juice sweetly issueth ,when men have pressed the clustered fruit2 ,and courage grows where dangers come ,like pearls beneath the salt sea foam4 ,heavier the cross the heartier prayer2 ,the bruised herbs most fragrant are2 ,if sky and wind were always fair ,the sailor would not watch the star2 ,and ,david's psalms had ne'er been sung ,if grief his heart had never wrung4 ,heavier the cross the more aspiring2 ,from vales we climb to mountain's crest2 ,the pilgrim1 of the desert tiring1 ,longs for the ,canaan of his rest4 ,the dove has here no rest in sight1 ,and to the ark she wings her flight4 ,heavier the cross the easier dying2 ,death is a friendlier face to see2 ,to life's decay one bids defying1 ,from life's distress one then is free2 ,the cross sublimely lifts our faith ,to him who triumphed over death4 ,thou ,crucified6 the cross ,i carry-- ,the longer may it dearer be2 ,and1 lest ,i faint while here ,i tarry1 ,implant thou such a heart in me ,that faith1 hope1 love1 may flourish there ,till for the cross my crown ,i wear4 --,benjamin ,schmolke4 ,,la ,,rochelle ,a worthy man of ,paris town ,came to the bishop there3 ,his face1 o'erclouded with dismay1 ,betrayed a fixed despair4 ,father1 said he1 a sinner vile ,am ,i1 against my will3 ,each hour ,i humbly pray for faith1 ,but am a doubter still4 ,sure were ,i not despised of ,god1 ,he would not leave me so ,to struggle thus in constant strife ,against the deadly foe4 ,the bishop to his sorrowing son ,thus spoke a kind relief3 ,the ,king of ,france has castles twain2 ,to each he sends a chief4 ,there's ,montelhery1 far inland1 ,that stands in place secure2 ,while ,la ,rochelle1 upon the coast1 ,doth sieges oft endure4 ,now for these castles--both preserved-- ,first in his prince's love ,shall ,montelhery's chief be placed1 ,or ,la ,rochelle's above8 ,oh6 doubtless1 sire1 the sinner said1 ,that king will love the most ,the man whose task was hard to keep ,his castle on the coast6 ,son1 said the bishop1 thou art right2 ,apply this reasoning well3 ,my heart is ,montelhery fort1 ,and thine is ,la ,rochelle6 ,,if ,,thou ,,could',,st ,,know ,i think1 if thou could'st know1 ,o soul1 that will complain1 ,what lies concealed below ,our burden and our pain-- ,how just our anguish brings ,nearer those longed-for things ,we seek for now in vain-- ,i think thou would'st rejoice and not complain4 ,i think1 if thou could'st see1 ,with thy dim mortal sight1 ,how meanings1 dark to thee1 ,are shadows hiding light2 ,truth's efforts crossed and vexed1 ,life's purpose all perplexed-- ,if thou could'st see them right1 ,i think that they would seem all clear1 and wise1 and bright4 ,and yet thou can'st not know2 ,and yet thou can'st not see2 ,wisdom and sight are slow ,in poor humanity4 ,if thou could'st trust1 poor soul1 ,in him who rules the whole1 ,thou would'st find peace and rest3 ,wisdom and sight are well1 but trust is best4 ,,my ,,cross ,o ,lord1 my ,god6 ,i oft have said1 ,had ,i some other cross instead ,of this ,i bear from day to day1 ',twere easier to go on my way4 ,i do not murmur at its weight2 ,that ,thou hast made proportionate ,to my scant strength2 but oh6 full sore ,it presses where it pressed before4 ,change for a space1 however brief1 ,the wonted burden1 that relief ,may o'er my aching shoulders steal1 ,and the deep bruise have room to heal6 ,while thus ,i sadly sighed to-day ,i heard my gracious ,father say1 ,can'st thou not trust my love1 my child1 ,and to thy cross be reconciled8 ,i fashioned it thy needs to meet2 ,nor were thy discipline complete ,without that very pain and bruise ,which thy weak heart would fain refuse4 ,ashamed1 ,i answered1 ,as ,thou wilt6 ,i own my faithlessness and guilt2 ,welcome the weary pain shall be1 ,since only that is best for me4 ,,god ,,knoweth ,,best ,he took them from me1 one by one1 ,the things ,i set my heart upon2 ,they looked so harmless1 fair1 and blest2 ,would they have hurt me8 ,god knows best4 ,he loves me so1 he would not wrest ,them from me if it were not best4 ,he took them from me1 one by one1 ,the friends ,i set my heart upon4 ,o did they come1 they and their love1 ,between me and my ,lord above8 ,were they as idols in my breast8 ,it may be4 ,god in heaven knows best4 ,i will not say ,i did not weep1 ,as doth a child that wants to keep ,the pleasant things in hurtful play ,his wiser parent takes away2 ,but in this comfort ,i will rest3 ,he who hath taken knoweth best4 ,,the ,,only ,,solace ,o ,thou who driest the mourner's tear1 ,how dark this world would be ,if1 when deceived and wounded here1 ,we could not fly to thee6 ,the friends who in our sunshine live ,when winter comes are flown2 ,and he who has but tears to give ,must weep those tears alone4 ,but ,thou wilt heal that broken heart ,which1 like the plants that throw ,their fragrance from the wounded part1 ,breathes sweetness out of woe4 ,o who could bear life's stormy doom ,did not ,thy wing of love ,come brightly wafting through the gloom ,our peace-branch from above6 ,then sorrow1 touched by ,thee1 grows bright ,with more than rapture's ray2 ,as darkness shows us worlds of light ,we never saw by day4 --,thomas ,moore4 ,,consolation ,if none were sick and none were sad ,what service could we render8 ,i think if we were always glad ,we scarcely could be tender4 ,did our beloved never need ,our patient ministration ,earth would grow cold1 and miss indeed ,its sweetest consolation4 ,if sorrow never claimed our heart1 ,and every wish were granted1 ,patience would die and hope depart-- ,life would be disenchanted4 ,banish far from me all ,i love1 ,the smiles of friends1 the old fireside1 ,and drive me to that home of homes1 ,the heart of ,jesus crucified4 ,take all the light away from earth1 ,take all that men can love from me2 ,let all ,i lean upon give way1 ,that ,i may lean on naught but ,thee4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,perfect ,,through ,,suffering ,god never would send you the darkness ,if he felt you could bear the light2 ,but you would not cling to his guiding hand ,if the way were always bright2 ,and you would not care to walk by faith ,could you always walk by sight4 ',tis true he has many an anguish ,for your sorrowful heart to bear1 ,and many a cruel thorn-crown ,for your tired head to wear3 ,he knows how few would reach heaven at all ,if pain did not guide them there4 ,so he sends you the blinding darkness1 ,and the furnace of seven-fold heat4 ',tis the only way1 believe me1 ,to keep you close to his feet1 ,for 'tis always so easy to wander ,when our lives are glad and sweet4 ,then nestle your hand in your ,father's ,and sing1 if you can1 as you go2 ,your song may cheer some one behind you ,whose courage is sinking low4 ,and--well--if your lips do quiver-- ,god will love you better so4 ,a ,,little ,,parable ,i made the cross myself whose weight ,was later laid on me4 ,this thought is torture as ,i toil ,up life's steep ,calvary4 ,to think mine own hands drove the nails6 ,i sang a merry song1 ,and chose the heaviest wood ,i had ,to build it firm and strong4 ,if ,i had guessed--if ,i had dreamed-- ,its weight was meant for me1 ,i should have made a lighter cross ,to bear up ,calvary4 --,anne ,reeve ,aldrich4 ,the unpolished pearl can never shine-- ',tis sorrow makes the soul divine4 --,from the ,japanese1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,,the ,,sower ,i ,a ,sower went forth to sow2 ,his eyes were dark with woe2 ,he crushed the flowers beneath his feet1 ,nor smelt the perfume1 warm and sweet1 ,that prayed for pity everywhere4 ,he came to a field that was harried ,by iron1 and to heaven laid bare2 ,he shook the seed that he carried ,o'er that brown and bladeless place4 ,he shook it1 as ,god shakes hail ,over a doomed land4 ,when lightnings interlace ,the sky and the earth1 and his wand ,of love is a thunder-flail4 ,thus did that ,sower sow2 ,his seed was human blood1 ,and tears of women and men4 ,and ,i1 who near him stood1 ,said3 ,when the crop comes1 then ,there will be sobbing and sighing1 ,weeping and wailing and crying1 ,flame1 and ashes1 and woe4 ,,ii ,it was an autumn day ,when next ,i went that way4 ,and what1 think you1 did ,i say1 ,what was it that ,i heard1 ,what music was in the air8 ,the song of a sweet-voiced bird8 ,nay--but the songs of many ,thrilled through with praise and prayer4 ,of all those voices not any ,were sad of memory2 ,but a sea of sunlight flowed1 ,a golden harvest glowed1 ,and ,i said1 ,thou only art wise1 ,god of the earth and skies6 ,and ,i praise thee1 again and again1 ,for the ,sower whose name is ,pain4 --,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,not disabled in the combat1 ,no1 nor absent from your post2 ,you are doing gallant service ,where the ,master needs you most4 ,it was noble to give battle ,while the world stood cheering on2 ,it is nobler to lie patient1 ,leaving half one's work undone4 ,and the ,king counts up his heroes ,where the desperate charge was led1 ,but he writes1 ,my ,best ,beloved1 ,over many a sick man's bed4 ,i ,,do ,,not ,,ask1 ,o ,,lord ,i do not ask1 ,o ,lord1 that life may be ,a pleasant road2 ,i do not ask that thou wouldst take from me ,aught of its load4 ,i do not ask that flowers should always spring ,beneath my feet2 ,i know too well the poison and the sting ,of things too sweet4 ,for one thing only1 ,lord1 dear ,lord1 ,i plead3 ,lead me aright4 ,though strength should falter and though heart should bleed1 ,through peace to light4 ,i do not ask1 ,o ,lord1 that thou shouldst shed ,full radiance here2 ,give but a ray of peace1 that ,i may tread ,without a fear4 ,i do not ask my cross to understand1 ,my way to see2 ,better in darkness just to feel thy hand1 ,and follow ,thee4 ,joy is like restless day2 but peace divine ,like quiet night4 ,lead me1 ,o ,lord1 till perfect day shall shine ,through peace to light4 --,adelaide ,anne ,procter4 ,,angels ,,of ,,grief ,with silence only as their benediction ,god's angels come1 ,where1 in the shadow of a great affliction1 ,the soul sits dumb4 ,yet would we say1 what every heart approveth1 ,our ,father's will1 ,calling to him the dear ones whom he loveth1 ,is mercy still4 ,not upon us or ours the solemn angel ,hath evil wrought2 ,the funeral anthem is a glad evangel-- ,the good die not6 ,god calls our loved ones1 but we lose not wholly ,what he has given2 ,they live on earth in thought and deed as truly ,as in his heaven4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,furnace ,,and ,,hammer ,pain's furnace-heat within me quivers1 ,god's breath upon the flame doth blow2 ,and all my heart in anguish shivers ,and trembles at the fiery glow2 ,and yet ,i whisper--,as ,god will6 ,and in his hottest fire stand still4 ,he comes1 and lays my heart1 all heated1 ,on the hard anvil1 minded so ,into his own fair shape to beat it ,with his great hammer1 blow on blow2 ,and yet ,i whisper--,as ,god will6 ,and at his heaviest blows hold still4 ,he takes my softened heart and beats it2 ,the sparks fly off at every blow2 ,he turns it o'er and o'er and heats it1 ,and lets it cool1 and makes it glow2 ,and yet ,i whisper--,as ,god will6 ,and in his mighty hand hold still4 ,why should ,i murmur8 for the sorrow ,thus only longer-lived would be2 ,its end may come1 and will to-morrow1 ,when ,god has done his work in me2 ,so ,i say trusting--,as ,god will6 ,and1 trusting to the end1 hold still4 --,julius ,sturm4 ,,with ,,self ,,dissatisfied ,not when with self dissatisfied1 ,o ,lord1 ,i lowly lie1 ,so much ,i need thy grace to guide1 ,and thy reproving eye1 ,as when the sound of human praise ,grows pleasant to my ear1 ,and in its light my broken ways ,fair and complete appear4 ,by failure and defeat made wise1 ,we come to know1 at length1 ,what strength within our weakness lies1 ,what weakness in our strength2 ,what inward peace is born of strife ,what power of being spent2 ,what wings unto our upward life ,is noble discontent4 ,o ,lord1 we need thy shaming look ,that burns all low desire2 ,the discipline of thy rebuke ,shall be refining fire6 --,frederick ,lucian ,hosmer4 ,,too ,,much ,,self ,some evil upon ,rabia fell2 ,and one who loved and knew her well ,murmured that ,god with pain undue ,should strike a child so fond and true4 ,but she replied1 ,believe and trust ,that all ,i suffer is most just4 ,i had1 in contemplation1 striven ,to realize the joys of heaven2 ,i had extended fancy's flights ,through all that region of delights1 ,had counted1 till the numbers failed1 ,the pleasures on the blest entailed4 ,had sounded the ecstatic rest ,i should enjoy on ,allah's breast-- ,and for these thoughts ,i now atone2 ,they were of something of my own1 ,and were not thoughts of him alone4 --,from the ,arabian4 ,,the ,,gain ,,of ,,loss ,o thou so weary of thy self-denials1 ,and so impatient of thy little cross1 ,is it so hard to bear thy daily trials1 ,and count all earthly things a gainful loss8 ,canst thou forget thy ,christian superscription1 ,behold1 we count them happy which endure8 ,what treasure wouldst thou1 in the land ,egyptian1 ,repass the stormy water to secure8 ,and wilt thou yield thy sure and glorious promise ,for the poor1 fleeting joys earth can afford8 ,no hand can take away the treasure from us ,that rests within the keeping of the ,lord4 ,a ,,strange ,,boon ,oft when of ,god we ask ,for fuller1 happier life1 ,he sets us some new task ,involving care and strife2 ,is this the boon for which we sought8 ,has prayer new trouble on us brought8 ,this is indeed the boon1 ,though strange to us it seems2 ,we pierce the rock1 and soon ,the blessing on us streams2 ,for when we are the most athirst1 ,then the clear waters on us burst4 ,we toil as in the field ,wherein1 to us unknown1 ,a treasure lies concealed ,which may be all our own4 ,and shall we of the toil complain ,that speedily will bring such gain8 ,we dig the wells of life1 ,and ,god the waters gives2 ,we win our way by strife1 ,then he within us lives2 ,and only war could make us meet ,for peace so sacred and so sweet4 --,thomas ,toke ,lynch4 ,,still ,,hope6 ,,still ,,act6 ,still hope6 still act6 ,be sure that life ,the source and strength of every good1 ,wastes down in feeling's empty strife1 ,and dies in dreaming's sickly mood4 ,to toil in tasks however mean ,for all we know of right and true-- ,in this alone our worth is seen1 ',tis this we were ordained to do4 ,so shalt thou find1 in work and thought3 ,the peace that sorrow cannot give2 ,though grief's worst pangs to thee be taught1 ,by thee let others nobler live4 ,oh1 wait not in the darksome forest1 ,where thou must needs be left alone1 ,but e'en when memory is sorest1 ,seek out a path and journey on6 ,thou wilt have angels near above ,by whom invisible aid is given2 ,they journey still on tasks of love1 ,and never rest except in heaven4 --,john ,sterling4 ,,they ,,shall ,,not ,,overflow ,in the floods of tribulation1 ,while the billows o'er me roll1 ,jesus whispers consolation ,and supports my fainting soul2 ,sweet affliction ,that brings ,jesus to my soul4 ,thus the lion yields me honey1 ,from the eater food is given2 ,strengthened thus ,i still press forward1 ,singing on my way to heaven4 ,sweet affliction1 ,helping speed me on to heaven4 ,so in darkest dispensations ,doth my faithful ,lord appear1 ,with his richest consolations ,to reanimate and cheer2 ,sweet affliction1 ,thus to bring my ,saviour near4 ,floods of tribulation heighten1 ,billows still around me roar2 ,those who know not ,christ they frighten2 ,but my soul defies their power3 ,sweet affliction1 ,thus to bring my ,saviour near4 ,in the sacred page recorded1 ,thus ,his word securely stands2 ,fear not2 ,i'm1 in trouble1 near thee1 ,naught shall pluck thee from my hands4 ,sweet affliction1 ,every word my love demands4 ,all ,i meet1 ,i find1 assists me ,in my path to heavenly joy1 ,where1 though trials now attend me1 ,trials never more annoy4 ,sweet affliction1 ,every promise gives me joy4 ,wearing there a weight of glory1 ,still the path ,i'll ne'er forget1 ,but1 exulting1 cry it led me ,to my blessed ,saviour's seat2 ,sweet affliction1 ,which hath brought me to his feet4 --,pearce4 ,glory to ,god--to ,god6 he saith1 ,knowledge by suffering entereth1 ,and life is perfected by death4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,,his ,,ways ,i asked for grace to lift me high1 ,above the world's depressing cares4 ,god sent me sorrows1--with a sigh ,i said1 ,he has not heard my prayers4 ,i asked for light1 that ,i might see ,my path along life's thorny road2 ,but clouds and darkness shadowed me ,when ,i expected light from ,god4 ,i asked for peace1 that ,i might rest ,to think my sacred duties o'er1 ,when lo6 such horrors filled my breast ,as ,i had never felt before4 ,and ,o1 ,i cried1 can this be prayer ,whose plaints the steadfast mountains move8 ,can this be heaven's prevailing care8 ,and1 ,o my ,god1 is this thy love8 ,but soon ,i found that sorrow1 worn ,as duty's garment1 strength supplies1 ,and out of darkness meekly borne ,unto the righteous light doth rise4 ,and soon ,i found that fears which stirred ,my startled soul ,god's will to do1 ,on me more real peace conferred ,than in life's calm ,i ever knew4 ,then1 ,lord1 in thy mysterious ways ,lead my dependent spirit on1 ,and whensoe'er it kneels and prays1 ,teach it to say1 ,thy will be done6 ,let its one thought1 one hope1 one prayer1 ,thine image seek1 thy glory see2 ,let every other wish and care ,be left confidingly to thee4 --,john ,samuel ,bewley ,monsell4 ,,compensation ,not in each shell the diver brings to air ,is found the priceless pearl1 but only where ,mangled1 and torn1 and bruised well-nigh to death1 ,the wounded oyster draws its laboring breath4 ,o tired and suffering soul6 gauge here your gain2 ,the pearl of patience is the fruit of pain4 --,caroline ,atherton ,mason4 ,,the ,,dark ,,angel ,count each affliction1 whether light or grave1 ,god's messenger sent down to thee4 ,do thou ,with courtesy receive him1 rise and bow1 ,and1 ere his shadow pass thy threshold1 crave ,permission first his heavenly feet to lave1 ,then lay before him all thou hast4 ,allow ,no cloud of passion to usurp thy brow ,or mar thy hospitality2 no wave ,of mortal tumult to obliterate ,thy soul's marmoreal calmness4 ,grief should be1 ,like joy1 majestic1 equable1 sedate2 ,confirming1 cleansing1 raising1 making free2 ,strong to consume small troubles1 to commend ,great thoughts1 grave thoughts1 thoughts lasting to the end4 --,aubrey ,thomas ,de ,vere4 ,,song--,,sermon ,lord1 what is man1 ,that thou art mindful of him8 ,though in creation's van1 ,lord1 what is man8 ,he wills less than he can1 ,lets his ideal scoff him6 ,lord1 what is man1 ,that thou art mindful of him8 --,george ,macdonald4 ,lord1 shall we grumble when thy flames do scourge us8 ,our sins breathe fire2 thy fire returns to purge us4 ,lord1 what an alchemist art thou1 whose skill ,transmutes to perfect good from perfect ill6 --,francis ,quarles4 ,the path of sorrow1 and that path alone1 ,leads to the land where sorrow is unknown2 ,no traveler e'er reached that blest abode ,who found not thorns and briers in his road4 --,william ,cowper4 ,,take ,,away ,,pain ,the cry of man's anguish went up unto ,god3 ,lord1 take away pain-- ,the shadow that darkens the world thou hast made1 ,the close-coiling chain ,that strangles the heart1 the burden that weighs ,on the wings that would soar-- ,lord1 take away pain from the world thou hast made1 ,that it love thee the more6 ,then answered the ,lord to the cry of his world3 ,shall ,i take away pain ,and with it the power of the soul to endure1 ,made strong by the strain8 ,shall ,i take away pity1 that knits heart to heart1 ,and sacrifice high8 ,will ye lose all your heroes that lift from the fire ,white brows to the sky8 ,shall ,i take away love1 that redeems with a price ,and smiles at its loss8 ,can ye spare from your lives1 that would climb unto mine1 ,the ,christ on his cross8 ',tis not alone in the sunshine ,our lives grow pure and true2 ,there is growth as well in the shadow1 ,and pain has a work to do4 ,so it comes to me more and more ,as ,i enter upon each new day3 ,the love of the ,father eternal ,is over us all the way4 ,in pastures green8 ,not always2 sometimes he ,who knoweth best in kindness leadeth me ,in weary ways where heavy shadows be4 ,but where ,he leads me ,i can safely go1 ,and in the blest hereafter ,i shall know ,why in his wisdom he hath led me so4 ,a ,,song ,,of ,,solace ,thou sweet hand of ,god1 that so woundest my heart1 ,thou makest me smile while thou mak'st me to smart2 ,it seems as if ,god were at ball-play2 and ,i1 ,the harder he strikes me the higher ,i fly4 ,i own it1 he bruises1 he pierces me sore2 ,but the hammer and chisel afflict me no more4 ,shall ,i tell you the reason8 ,it is that ,i see ,the ,sculptor will carve out an angel for me4 ,i shrink from no suffering1 how painful soe'er1 ,when once ,i can feel that my ,god's hand is there2 ,for soft on the anvil the iron shall glow ,when the ,smith with his hammer deals blow upon blow4 ,god presses me hard1 but he gives patience1 too6 ,and ,i say to myself1 ',tis no more than my due1 ,and no tone from the organ can swell on the breeze ,till the organist's fingers press down on the keys4 ,so come1 then1 and welcome the blow and the pain6 ,without them no mortal to heaven can attain2 ,for what can the sheaves on the barn floor avail ,till the thresher shall beat out the chaff with his flail8 ',tis only a moment ,god chastens with pain2 ,joy follows on sorrow like sunshine on rain4 ,then bear thou what ,god on thy spirit shall lay2 ,be dumb2 but1 when tempted to murmur1 then pray4 --,from the ,german4 ,when thou hast thanked thy ,god for every blessing sent1 ,what time will then remain for murmurs or lament8 ,we must live through the weary winter ,if we would value the spring2 ,and the woods must be cold and silent ,before the robins sing4 ,the flowers must lie buried in darkness ,before they can bud and bloom2 ,and the sweetest and warmest sunshine ,comes after the storm and gloom4 --,agnes ,l4 ,pratt4 ,we look along the shining ways1 ,to see the angel faces2 ,they come to us in darkest days ,and in the blackest places4 ,the strongest hearts have strongest need1 ,to them the fiery trial2 ,who walks a saint in word and deed ,is saint by self-denial4 ,is it true1 ,o ,christ in heaven1 ,that the strongest suffer most1 ,that the wisest wander farthest1 ,and most hopelessly are lost8 ,that the mark of rank in nature ,is capacity for pain1 ,that the anguish of the singer ,makes the sweetness of the strain8 ,o1 block by block1 with sore and sharp endeavor1 ,lifelong we build these human natures up ,into a temple fit for freedom's shrine4 ,and trial ever consecrates the cup ,wherefrom we pour her sacrificial wine4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,but all ,god's angels come to us disguised2 ,sorrow and sickness1 poverty and death1 ,one after other lift their frowning masks1 ,and we behold the seraph's face beneath ,all radiant with the glory and the calm ,of having looked upon the front of ,god4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,the man whom ,god delights to bless ,he never curses with success4 ,thrice happy loss which makes me see ,my happiness is all in thee4 --,charles ,wesley4 ,who ne'er has suffered1 he has lived but half4 ,who never failed1 he never strove or sought4 ,who never wept is stranger to a laugh ,and he who never doubted never thought4 --,j4 ,b4 ,goode4 ,i thank thee1 ,lord1 that all my joy ,is touched with pain2 ,that shadows fall on brightest hours2 ,that thorns remain2 ,so that earth's bliss may be my guide1 ,and not my chain4 ,would'st thou from sorrow find a sweet relief8 ,or is thy heart oppressed with woes untold8 ,balm would'st thou gather for corroding grief8 ,pour blessings round thee like a shower of gold4 ,art thou weary1 tender heart8 ,be glad of pain2 ,in sorrow sweetest things will grow ,as flowers in rain4 ,god watches2 and thou wilt have sun ,when clouds their perfect work have done4 --,lucy ,larcom4 ',tis sorrow builds the shining ladder up1 ,whose golden rounds are our calamities ,whereon our firm feet planting nearer ,god ,the spirit climbs1 and hath its eyes unsealed4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,in the pleasant orchard closes1 ,god bless all our gains1 say we2 ,but ,may ,god bless all our losses1 ,better suits with our degree4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,our toil is sweet with thankfulness1 ,our burden is our boon2 ,the curse of earth's gray morning is ,the blessing of its noon4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,i hold it true1 whate'er befall1 ,i feel it1 when ,i sorrow most2 ',tis better to have loved and lost ,than never to have loved at all4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,the fountain of joy is fed by tears1 ,and love is lit by the breath of sighs2 ,the deepest griefs and the wildest fears ,have holiest ministries4 --,josiah ,gilbert ,holland4 ,i held it truth1 with him who sings ,to one clear harp in divers tones ,that men may rise on stepping stones ,of their dead selves to higher things4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,when ,god afflicts thee1 think he hews a rugged stone1 ,which must be shaped or else aside as useless thrown4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,my sorrows have not been so light ,thy chastening hand ,i could not trace1 ,nor have my blessings been so great ,that they have hid my ,father's face4 ,put pain from out the world1 what room were left ,for thanks to ,god1 for love to man8 --,robert ,browning4 ,heaven is not always angry when he strikes1 ,but most chastises those whom most he likes4 --,john ,pomfret4 ,the good are better made by ill1 ,as odors crushed are sweeter still4 --,samuel ,rogers4 ,only those are crowned and sainted ,who with grief have been acquainted4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,love ,,divine ,,goodness1 ,,unselfishness ,,love',s ,,fulfilling ,o ,love is weak ,which counts the answers and the gains1 ,weighs all the losses and the pains1 ,and eagerly each fond word drains ,a joy to seek4 ,when ,love is strong ,it never tarries to take heed1 ,or know if its return exceed ,its gifts2 in its sweet haste no greed1 ,no strifes belong4 ,it hardly asks ,if it be loved at all2 to take ,so barren seems1 when it can make ,such bliss1 for the beloved's sake1 ,of bitter tasks4 ,its ecstacy ,could find hard death so beauteous1 ,it sees through tears how ,christ loved us1 ,and speaks1 in saying ,i love thus1 ,no blasphemy4 ,so much we miss ,if love is weak1 so much we gain ,if love is strong1 ,god thinks no pain ,too sharp or lasting to ordain ,to teach us this4 --,helen ,hunt ,jackson4 ,,love ,if suddenly upon the street ,my gracious ,saviour ,i should meet1 ,and he should say1 ,as ,i love thee1 ,what love hast thou to offer me8 ,then what could this poor heart of mine ,dare offer to that heart divine8 ,his eye would pierce my outward show1 ,his thought my inmost thought would know2 ,and if ,i said1 ,i love thee1 ,lord1 ,he would not heed my spoken word1 ,because my daily life would tell ,if verily ,i loved him well4 ,if on the day or in the place ,wherein he met me face to face ,my life could show some kindness done1 ,some purpose formed1 some work begun1 ,for his dear sake1 then1 it were meet ,love's gift to lay at ,jesus' feet4 --,charles ,francis ,richardson4 ,,the ,,common ,,offering ,it is not the deed we do-- ,tho' the deed be never so fair-- ,but the love that the dear ,lord looketh for ,hidden with holy care ,in the heart of the deed so fair4 ,the love is the priceless thing1 ,the treasure our treasure must hold ,or ever our ,lord will take the gift1 ,or tell the worth of the gold ,by the love that cannot be told4 ,behold us--the rich and the poor-- ,dear ,lord1 in thy service draw near2 ,one consecrateth a precious coin1 ,one droppeth only a tear2 ,look1 ,master1 the love is here6 --,harriet ,mc,ewen ,kimball4 ,true love shall trust1 but selfish love must die1 ,for trust is peace1 and self is full of pain2 ,arise and heal thy brother's grief2 his tears ,shall wash thy love1 and it will live again4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,,expecting ,,and ,,knowing ,faith1 ,hope and ,love were questioned what they thought ,of future glory which religion taught2 ,now ,faith believed it to be firmly true1 ,and ,hope expected so to find it too2 ,love answered1 smiling with unconscious glow1 ,believe8 expect8 ,i know it to be so4 --,john ,wesley4 ,,the ,,love ,,of ,,god ,could we with ink the ocean fill1 ,were the whole world of parchment made1 ,were every single stick a quill1 ,were every man a scribe by trade2 ,to write the love of ,god alone ,would drain the ocean dry2 ,nor could the scroll contain the whole ,though stretched from sky to sky4 ,,the ,,kingdom ,,of ,,god ,i say to thee--do thou repeat ,to the first man thou mayest meet ,in lane1 highway1 or open street-- ,that he1 and we1 and all men move ,under a canopy of love ,as broad as the blue sky above2 ,that doubt and trouble1 fear and pain ,and anguish1 all are shadows vain2 ,that death itself shall not remain2 ,that weary deserts we may tread1 ,a dreary labyrinth may thread1 ,through dark ways under ground be led1 ,yet1 if we will our ,guide obey1 ,the dreariest path1 the darkest way1 ,shall issue out in heavenly day1 ,and we1 on divers shores now cast1 ,shall meet1 our perilous voyage past1 ,all in our ,father's house at last4 ,and1 ere thou leave him1 say thou this ,yet one word more3 ,they only miss ,the winning of that final bliss ,who will not count it true that love1 ,blessing1 not cursing1 rules above1 ,and that in it we live and move4 ,and one thing further make him know3 ,that to believe these things are so1 ,this firm faith never to forego1 ,despite of all that seems at strife ,with blessing1 all with curses rife1 ,that this is blessing1 this is life4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,,god',s ,,all-,,embracing ,,love ,thou grace divine1 encircling all1 ,a soundless1 shoreless sea ,wherein at last our souls shall fall2 ,o love of ,god most free1 ,when over dizzy steeps we go ,one soft hand blinds our eyes1 ,the other leads us1 safe and slow1 ,o love of ,god1 most wise6 ,and though we turn us from thy face1 ,and wander wide and long1 ,thou hold'st us still in thine embrace1 ,o love of ,god most strong6 ,the saddened heart1 the restless soul1 ,the toil-worn frame and mind1 ,alike confess thy sweet control1 ,o love of ,god most kind6 ,but not alone thy care we claim ,our wayward steps to win2 ,we know thee by a dearer name1 ,o love of ,god1 within6 ,and filled and quickened by thy breath ,our souls are strong and free ,to rise o'er sin1 and fear1 and death1 ,o love of ,god1 to thee6 --,eliza ,scudder4 ,ah1 how skillful grows the hand ,that obeyeth ,love's command6 ,it is the heart1 and not the brain1 ,that to the highest doth attain1 ,and he who followeth ,love's behest ,far excelleth all the rest4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,if ,i truly love the ,one ,all the loves are mine2 ,alien to my heart is none ,and life grows divine4 ,,god',s ,,mercy ,there's a wideness in ,god's mercy ,like the wideness of the sea2 ,there's a kindness in his justice ,which is more than liberty4 ,there is welcome for the sinner1 ,and more graces for the good2 ,there is mercy with the ,saviour2 ,there is healing in his blood4 ,there is no place where earth's sorrows ,are more felt than up in heaven2 ,there is no place where earth's failings ,have such kindly judgment given4 ,there is plentiful redemption ,in the blood that has been shed2 ,there is joy for all the members ,in the sorrows of the ,head4 ,for the love of ,god is broader ,than the measure of man's mind1 ,and the heart of the ,eternal ,is most wonderfully kind4 ,if our love were but more simple1 ,we should take him at his word1 ,and our lives would be all sunshine ,in the sweetness of our ,lord4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,the ,,love ,,that ,,passeth ,,knowledge ,not what ,i am1 ,o ,lord1 but what thou art1 ,that1 that alone1 can be my soul's true rest2 ,thy love1 not mine1 bids fear and doubt depart1 ,and stills the tempest of my tossing breast4 ,it is thy perfect love that casts out fear2 ,i know the voice that speaks the ,it is ,i4 ,and in these well-known words of heavenly cheer ,i hear the joy that bids each sorrow fly4 ,thy name is ,love6 ,i hear it from the ,cross2 ,thy name is ,love6 ,i read it in yon tomb2 ,all meaner love is perishable dross1 ,but this shall light me through time's thickest gloom4 ,it blesses now1 and shall forever bless2 ,it saves me now1 and shall forever save2 ,it holds me up in days of helplessness1 ,it bears me safely o'er each swelling wave4 ,girt with the love of ,god on every side1 ,breathing that love as heaven's own healing air1 ,i work or wait1 still following my ,guide1 ,braving each foe1 escaping every snare4 ',tis what ,i know of thee my ,lord and ,god1 ,that fills my soul with peace1 my lips with song2 ,thou art my health1 my joy1 my staff1 my rod1 ,leaning on thee1 in weakness ,i am strong4 ,i am all want and hunger2 this faint heart ,pines for a fullness which it finds not here1 ,dear ones are leaving1 and as they depart1 ,make room within for something yet more dear4 ,more of thyself1 oh1 show me hour by hour ,more of thy glory1 ,o my ,god and ,lord6 ,more of thyself in all thy grace and power ,more of thy love and truth1 ,incarnate ,word4 ,love that asketh love again ,finds the barter naught but pain2 ,love that giveth in full store1 ,aye receives as much1 and more4 ,love1 exacting nothing back1 ,never knoweth any lack2 ,love1 compelling love to pay1 ,sees him bankrupt every day4 --,dinah ,maria ,mulock ,craik4 ,such power there is in clear-eyed self-restraint ,and purpose clean as light from every selfish taint4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,his ,,banner ,,over ,,me ,surrounded by unnumbered foes1 ,against my soul the battle goes6 ,yet1 though ,i weary1 sore distrest1 ,i know that ,i shall reach my rest4 ,i lift my tearful eyes above2 ,his banner over me is love4 ,its sword my spirit will not yield1 ,though flesh may faint upon the field2 ,he waves before my fading sight ,the branch of palm--the crown of light2 ,i lift my brightening eyes above1 ,his banner over me is love4 ,my cloud of battle-dust may dim1 ,his veil of splendor curtain him1 ,and in the midnight of my fear ,i may not feel him standing near2 ,but1 as ,i lift mine eyes above1 ,his banner over me is love4 --,gerald ,massey4 ,,the ,,spilt ,,pearls ,his courtiers of the caliph crave3 ,o say how this may be1 ,that of thy slaves this ,ethiop slave ,is best beloved by thee8 ,for he is hideous as the night3 ,yet when has ever chose ,a nightingale for its delight ,a hueless1 scentless rose8 ,the caliph then3 ,no features fair1 ,no comely mien are his2 ,love is the beauty he doth wear2 ,and love his glory is4 ,once when a camel of my train ,there fell1 in narrow street1 ,from broken casket rolled amain ,rich pearls before my feet4 ,i nodding to my slaves that ,i ,would freely give them these1 ,at once upon the spoil they fly ,the costly boon to seize4 ,one only at my side remained-- ,beside this ,ethiop none2 ,he1 moveless as the steed he reined1 ,behind me sat alone4 ',what will thy gain1 good fellow1 be1 ,thus lingering at my side8' ',my king1 that ,i shall faithfully ,have guarded thee1' he cried4 ,true servant's title he may wear1 ,he only1 who has not1 ,for his lord's gifts1 how rich soe'er1 ,his lord himself forgot6 ,so thou alone dost walk before ,thy ,god with perfect aim1 ,from him desiring nothing more ,beside himself to claim4 ,for if thou not to him aspire1 ,but to his gifts alone1 ,not love1 but covetous desire1 ,has brought thee to his throne4 ,while such thy prayer2 it climbs above ,in vain--the golden key ,of ,god's rich treasure-house of love ,thine own will never be4 --,saadi1 tr4 by ,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,,the ,,higher ,,privilege ,for some the narrow lane of must1 ,be mine the big1 broad may2 ,better to love--be happy--trust1 ,than simply to obey4 ,o troubled over many things1 ,choose thou the better part2 ,service unconscious of itself1 ,and childlikeness of heart4 ,why cast your burden on the ,lord ,and strive to drag it1 too8 ,call work an opportunity ,till it grows joy to you4 ,ought is a servant's work1 not mine2 ,i sign no grudging pledge2 ,i am a child and son2 my toil ,is only privilege4 ,who'd be a thrall to vain debates ,of were this right or wrong1 ,when he might toss these cares to ,god ,and catch instead a song6 ,why breathe earth's heavy atmosphere1 ,forgetful we can fly1 ,when the high zenith1 ,god is ,love1 ,allures us to the sky8 ,the virtues hide their vanquished fires ,within that whiter flame1 ,till conscience grows irrelevant1 ,and duty but a name6 --,frederic ,lawrence ,knowles4 ,,the ,,widow',s ,,oil #b ,kings #d4 #a-f ,pour forth the oil1 pour boldly forth1 ,it will not fail until ,thou failest vessels to provide ,which it may freely fill4 ,but then1 when such are found no more1 ,though flowing broad and free ,till then1 and nourished from on high1 ,it straightway stanched will be4 ,dig channels for the streams of love1 ,where they may broadly run2 ,and love has overflowing streams ,to fill them every one4 ,but if at any time thou cease ,such channels to provide1 ,the very founts of love for thee ,will soon be parched and dried4 ,for we must share1 if we would keep1 ,that good thing from above2 ,ceasing to give1 we cease to have2 ,such is the law of love4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,,only ,,love ,lord and ,father1 great and holy6 ,fearing naught1 we come to thee2 ,fearing naught1 though weak and lowly1 ,for thy love has made us free4 ,by the blue sky bending o'er us1 ,by the green earth's flowery zone1 ,teach us1 ,lord1 the angel chorus1 ,thou art ,love1 and ,love alone6 ,though the worlds in flame should perish1 ,suns and stars in ruin fall1 ,trust in thee our hearts should cherish1 ,thou to us be all in all4 ,and though heavens thy name are praising1 ,seraphs hymn no sweeter tone ,than the strains our hearts are raising1 ,thou art ,love1 and ,love alone6 --,frederic ,william ,farrar4 ,that love for one from which there doth not spring ,wide love for all is but a worthless thing4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,john ,,and ,,jesus ,a voice by ,jordan's shore6 ,a summons stern and clear3 ,reform6 be just6 and sin no more6 ,god's judgment draweth near6 ,a voice by ,galilee1 ,a holier voice ,i hear2 ,love ,god6 thy neighbor love6 for1 see1 ,god's mercy draweth near6 ,o voice of ,duty1 still ,speak forth2 ,i hear with awe4 ,in thee ,i own the sovereign will1 ,obey the sovereign law4 ,thou higher voice of ,love6 ,yet speak thy word in me2 ,through ,duty let me upward move ,to thy pure liberty6 --,samuel ,longfellow4 ,,what ,,redress8 ,i pray you1 do not use this thing ,for vengeance2 but if questioning ,what wound1 when dealt your humankind1 ,goes deepest--surely he shall find ,who wrongs you1 loving him no less-- ,there's nothing hurts like tenderness4 --,james ,whitcomb ,riley4 ,,forgiveness ,when on the fragrant sandal-tree ,the woodman's axe descends1 ,and she who bloomed so beauteously ,beneath the keen stroke bends1 ,e'en on the edge that wrought her death ,dying she breathed her sweetest breath1 ,as if to token1 in her fall1 ,peace to her foes1 and love to all4 ,how hardly man this lesson learns1 ,to smile1 and bless the hand that spurns2 ,to see the blow1 to feel the pain1 ,but render only love again6 ,this spirit not to earth is given-- ,,one had it1 but he came from heaven4 ,reviled1 rejected1 and betrayed1 ,no curse he breathed1 no plaint he made1 ,but when in death's deep pang he sighed ,prayed for his murderers1 and died4 ,,love ,,counteth ,,not ,,the ,,cost ,there is an ancient story1 simply told1 ,as ever were the holy things of old1 ,of one who served through many a toiling year ,to earn at last the joy he held most dear2 ,a weary term1 to others strangely lost4 ,what mattered it8 ,love counteth not the cost4 ,yet not alone beneath far ,eastern skies ,the faithful life hath1 patient1 won its prize2 ,whenever hearts beat high and brave hopes swell ,the soul1 some ,rachel waits beside the well2 ,for her the load is borne1 the desert crossed4 ,what matters it8 ,love counteth not the cost4 ,this then of man--and what1 dear ,lord1 of thee1 ,bowed in the midnight of ,gethsemane-- ,come from those regions infinite with peace1 ,to buy with such a price the world's release8 ,thy voice descends1 through ages tempest-tossed1 ,what matters it8 ,love counteth not the cost4 ,o ,christ1 ,redeemer1 ,master6 ,i who stand ,beneath the pressure of thy gracious hand-- ,what is the service thou wouldst have from me8 ,what is the burden to be borne for thee8 ,i1 too1 would say1 though care and fear exhaust1 ,what matters it8 ,love counteth not the cost4 ,,love ,,of ,,home ,thy voice is heard through rolling drums ,that beat to battle where he stands2 ,thy face across his fancy comes1 ,and gives the battle to his hands4 ,a moment1 while the trumpets blow1 ,he sees his brood about thy knee2 ,the next1 like fire he meets the foe1 ,and strikes him dead for thine and thee4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,be ,,kind ,,to ,,thyself ,comes a message from above-- ,as thyself thy neighbor love4 ,with myself so vexed ,i grow-- ,of my weakness weary so2 ,easier may ,i tolerate ,my neighbor than myself not hate4 ,take not part of thee for whole2 ,thou art neighbor to thy soul2 ,the ray from heaven that gilds the clod ,love thou1 for it comes from ,god4 ,bear thou with thy human clay1 ,lest thou miss the heaven-sent ray4 --,edward ,sandford ,martin4 ,,love ,,and ,,light ,through love to light6 oh wonderful the way ,that leads from darkness to the perfect day6 ,from darkness and from sorrow of the night ,to morning that comes singing o'er the sea1 ,through love to light6 ,through light1 ,o ,god1 to thee1 ,who art the love of love1 the eternal light of light4 --,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,,sympathetic ,,love ,o ,love divine1 that stooped to share ,our sharpest pang1 our bitterest tear6 ,on thee we cast each earthborn care2 ,we smile at pain while thou art near4 ,though long the weary way we tread1 ,and sorrow crown each lingering year1 ,no path we shun1 no darkness dread1 ,our hearts still whispering1 ,thou art near6 ,when drooping pleasure turns to grief ,and trembling faith is changed to fear1 ,the murmuring wind1 the quivering leaf1 ,shall softly tell us1 ,thou art near6 ,on thee we fling our burdening woe1 ,o ,love divine1 forever dear2 ,content to suffer while we know1 ,living and dying1 thou art near6 --,oliver ,wendell ,holmes4 ,love took up the glass of ,time1 and turned it in his glowing hands2 ,every moment1 lightly shaken1 ran itself in golden sands4 ,love took up the harp of ,life1 and smote on all the chords with might2 ,smote the chord of ,self1 that1 trembling1 passed in music out of sight4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,for1 lo6 in hidden deep accord ,the servant may be like his ,lord4 ,and thy love1 our love shining through1 ,may tell the world that thou art true1 ,till those who see us see thee too4 --,anna ,letitia ,waring4 ,who loves1 no law can ever bind2 ,he'd cleave to ,god as well ,were there no golden heaven's reward1 ,and no dark cave of hell4 --,scheffler1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,to halls of heavenly truth admission wouldst thou win8 ,oft knowledge stands without1 while ,love may enter in4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,for others' sake to make life sweet ,though thorns may pierce your weary feet2 ,for others' sake to walk each day ,as if joy helped you all the way1 ,while in the heart may be a grave ,that makes it hard to be so brave4 ,herein1 ,i think1 is love4 ,talk not of wasted affection1 affection never was wasted2 ,if it enrich not the heart of another1 its waters1 returning ,back to their springs1 like the rain1 shall fill them full of refreshment4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,ah1 yes6 ,i would a phoenix be1 ,and burn my heart in ,deity6 ,then ,i should dwell by his dear side1 ,and in the self of ,god abide4 --,scheffler1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,the man is happy1 ,lord1 who love like this doth owe3 ,loves thee1 his friend in thee1 and1 for thy sake1 his foe4 --,richard ,chenevix ,trench4 ,,hope ,,progress1 ,,optimism1 ,,enthusiasm ,,the ,,promised ,,land--,,to-,,morrow ,high hopes that burned like stars sublime ,go down the heavens of freedom1 ,and true hearts perish in the time ,we bitterliest need them2 ,but never sit we down and say1 ,there's nothing left but sorrow-- ,we walk the wilderness to-day1 ,the ,promised ,land to-morrow4 ,our birds of song are silent now1 ,there are no flowers blooming1 ,but life beats in the frozen bough ,and freedom's spring is coming4 ,and freedom's tide comes up alway ,though we may stand in sorrow2 ,and our good bark1 aground to-day1 ,shall float again to-morrow4 ,though hearts brood o'er the past1 our eyes ,with shining futures glisten2 ,lo6 now the dawn bursts up the skies3 ,lean out your souls and listen6 ,the earth rolls freedom's radiant way1 ,and ripens with her sorrow2 ,and 'tis the martyrdom to-day ,brings victory to-morrow4 ,through all the long night of the years ,the people's cry ascended2 ,the earth was wet with blood and tears ,ere their meek sufferings ended4 ,the few shall not forever sway1 ,the many toil in sorrow1 ,the bars of hell are strong to-day ,but ,christ shall rise to-morrow4 ',tis weary watching wave on wave1 ,but still the tide heaves onward2 ,we climb like corals1 grave on grave1 ,but build a pathway sunward2 ,we're beaten back in many a fray1 ,but strength divine will borrow-- ,and where our vanguard rests to-day ,our rear shall march to-morrow4 ,then1 ,youth6 flame-earnest1 still aspire2 ,with energies immortal1 ,to many a haven of desire ,your yearning opes a portal4 ,and though age wearies by the way1 ,and hearts break in the furrow1 ,we sow the golden grain to-day-- ,the harvest comes to-morrow4 --,gerald ,massey4 ,,the ,,right ,,must ,,win ,o it is hard to work for ,god1 ,to rise and take his part ,upon this battle-field of earth1 ,and not sometimes lose heart6 ,he hides himself so wondrously1 ,as though there were no ,god2 ,he is least seen when all the powers ,of ill are most abroad4 ,or ,he deserts us at the hour ,the fight is all but lost2 ,and seems to leave us to ourselves ,just when we need him most4 ,yes1 there is less to try our faith1 ,in our mysterious creed1 ,than in the godless look of earth ,in these our hours of need4 ,ill masters good1 good seems to change ,to ill with greatest ease2 ,and1 worst of all1 the good with good ,is at cross purposes4 ,it is not so1 but so it looks1 ,and we lose courage then2 ,and doubts will come if ,god hath kept ,his promises to men4 ,ah6 ,god is other than we think2 ,his ways are far above2 ,far beyond reason's height1 and reached ,only by childlike love4 ,the look1 the fashion1 of ,god's ways ,love's lifelong study are2 ,she can be bold1 and guess1 and act ,when reason would not dare4 ,she has a prudence of her own2 ,her step is firm and free4 ,yet there is cautious science1 too ,in her simplicity4 ,workman of ,god6 oh1 lose not heart1 ,but learn what ,god is like1 ,and in the darkest battle-field1 ,thou shalt know where to strike4 ,thrice blest is he to whom is given ,the instinct that can tell ,that ,god is on the field when he ,is most invisible4 ,blest1 too1 is he who can divine ,where real right doth lie1 ,and dares to take the side that seems ,wrong to man's blindfold eye4 ,then learn to scorn the praise of men ,and learn to lose with ,god2 ,for ,jesus won the world through shame ,and beckons thee his road4 ,god's glory is a wondrous thing1 ,most strange in all its ways1 ,and1 of all things on earth1 least like ,what men agree to praise4 ,god's justice is a bed where we ,our anxious hearts may lay1 ,and1 weary with ourselves1 may sleep ,our discontent away4 ,for right is right1 since ,god is ,god1 ,and right the day must win2 ,to doubt would be disloyalty1 ,to falter would be sin4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,let us believe ,that there is hope for all the hearts that grieve2 ,that somewhere night ,drifts to a morning beautiful with light1 ,and that the wrong ,though now it triumphs1 wields no scepter long4 ,but right will reign ,throned where the waves of error beat in vain4 --,frank ,l4 ,stanton4 ,to change and change is life2 to move and never rest2 ,not what we are1 but what we hope1 is best4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,have ,,hope ,have ,hope6 it is the brightest star ,that lights life's pathway down3 ,a richer1 purer gem than decks ,an ,eastern monarch's crown4 ,the ,midas that may turn to joy ,the grief-fount of the soul2 ,that paints the prize and bids thee press ,with fervor to the goal4 ,have ,hope6 as the tossed mariner ,upon the wild sea driven ,with rapture hails the polar star-- ,his guiding light to haven-- ,so ,hope shall gladden thee1 and guide ,along life's stormy road1 ,and as a sacred beacon stand ,to point thee to thy ,god4 --,b4 ,a4 ,g4 ,fuller4 ,,waiting ,serene1 ,i fold my hands and wait1 ,nor care for wind or tide or sea2 ,i rave no more 'gainst time or fate1 ,for1 lo6 my own shall come to me4 ,i stay my haste1 ,i make delays1 ,for what avails this eager pace8 ,i stand amid the eternal ways1 ,and what is mine shall know my face4 ,asleep1 awake1 by night or day1 ,the friends ,i seek are seeking me2 ,no wind can drive my bark astray1 ,nor change the tide of destiny4 ,what matter if ,i stand alone8 ,i wait with joy the coming years2 ,my heart shall reap where it has sown ,and garner up its fruit of tears4 ,the waters know their own1 and draw ,the brook that springs in yonder height2 ,so flows the good1 with equal law1 ,unto the soul of pure delight4 ,the stars come nightly to the sky2 ,the tidal wave unto the sea2 ,nor time nor space1 nor deep nor high1 ,can keep my own away from me4 --,john ,burroughs4 ,,the ,,larger ,,hope ,o1 yet we trust that somehow good ,will be the final goal of ill1 ,to pangs of nature1 sins of will1 ,defects of doubt and taints of blood2 ,that nothing walks with aimless feet2 ,that not one life shall be destroyed1 ,or cast as rubbish to the void ,when ,god hath made the pile complete2 ,that not a worm is cloven in vain2 ,that not a moth with vain desire ,is shriveled in a fruitless fire1 ,or but subserves another's gain4 ,behold1 we know not anything2 ,i can but trust that good shall fall ,at last--far off--at last1 to all1 ,and every winter change to spring4 ,so runs my dream2 but what am ,i8 ,an infant crying in the night2 ,an infant crying for the light1 ,and with no language but a cry4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 ,i falter where ,i firmly trod1 ,and falling with my weight of cares ,upon the great world's altar-stairs ,that slope through darkness up to ,god4 ,i stretch lame hands of faith and grope1 ,and gather dust and chaff1 and call ,to what ,i feel is ,lord of all1 ,and faintly trust the larger hope4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,despondency ,,rebuked ,say not1 the struggle naught availeth2 ,the labor and the wounds are vain2 ,the enemy faints not1 nor faileth2 ,and as things have been they remain4 ,if hopes were dupes1 fears may be liars2 ,it may be--in yon smoke concealed-- ,your comrades chase e'en now the fliers1 ,and1 but for you1 possess the field4 ,for while the tired waves1 vainly breaking1 ,seem here no painful inch to gain1 ,far back1 through creeks and inlets making1 ,comes1 silent1 flooding in1 the main4 ,and not by eastern windows only1 ,when daylight comes1 comes in the light2 ,in front the sun climbs slow--how slowly6 ,but westward1 look1 the land is bright6 --,arthur ,hugh ,clough4 ,,commit ,,thy ,,way ,commit thy way to ,god1 ,the weight which makes thee faint2 ,worlds are to him no load1 ,to him breathe thy complaint4 ,he who for winds and clouds ,maketh a pathway free1 ,through wastes or hostile crowds1 ,can make a way for thee4 ,thou must in him be blest ,ere bliss can be secure2 ,on his works must thou rest ,if thy work shall endure4 ,to anxious1 prying thought1 ,and weary1 fretting care1 ,the highest yieldeth naught3 ,he giveth all to prayer4 ,father1 thy faithful love1 ,thy mercy1 wise and mild1 ,sees what will blessing prove1 ,or what will hurt thy child2 ,and what thy wise foreseeing ,doth for thy children choose ,thou bringest into being1 ,nor sufferest them to lose4 ,hope1 then1 though woes be doubled2 ,hope and be undismayed2 ,let not thy heart be troubled1 ,nor let it be afraid4 ,this prison where thou art-- ,thy ,god will break it soon1 ,and flood with light thy heart ,in his own blessed noon4 ,up6 up6 the day is breaking2 ,say to thy cares1 ,good night6 ,thy troubles from thee shaking ,like dreams in day's fresh light4 ,thou wearest not the crown1 ,nor the best course can tell2 ,god sitteth on the throne ,and guideth all things well4 --,paul ,gerhardt1 tr4 by ,elizabeth ,rundle ,charles4 ,,the ,,silver ,,lining ,there's never a day so sunny ,but a little cloud appears1 ,there's never a life so happy ,but has its time of tears2 ,yet the sun shines out the brighter ,whenever the tempest clears4 ,there's never a garden growing ,with roses in every plot2 ,there's never a heart so hardened ,but has one tender spot2 ,we have only to prune the border ,to find the forget-me-not4 ,there's never a sun that rises ,but we know 'twill set at night2 ,the tints that gleam in the morning ,at evening are just as bright2 ,and the hour that is the sweetest ,is between the dark and light4 ,there is never a cup so pleasant ,but has bitter with the sweet2 ,there is never a path so rugged1 ,bearing not the print of feet1 ,but we have a helper furnished ,for the trials we may meet4 ,there is never a way so narrow ,but the entrance is made straight1 ,there is always a guide to point us ,to the little wicket gate4 ,and the angels will be nearest ,to a soul that's desolate4 ,there is never a heart so haughty ,but will some day bow and kneel2 ,there is never a heart so wounded ,that the ,saviour cannot heal2 ,there is many a lowly forehead ,bearing now the hidden seal4 ,there's never a dream so happy ,but the waking makes us sad2 ,there's never a dream of sorrow ,but the waking makes us glad2 ,we shall look some day with wonder ,at the troubles we have had4 ,yet sometimes glimmers on my sight1 ,through present wrong1 the eternal right2 ,and1 step by step1 since time began1 ,i see the steady gain of man4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,farther ,,on ,i hear it singing1 singing sweetly1 ,softly in an undertone1 ,singing as if ,god had taught it1 ,it is better farther on6 ,night and day it sings the song1 ,sings it while ,i sit alone1 ,sings so that the heart may hear it1 ,it is better farther on6 ,sits upon the grave and sings it1 ,sings it when the heart would groan1 ,sings it when the shadows darken1 ,it is better farther on6 ,farther on8 ,how much farther8 ,count the milestones one by one8 ,no6 no counting--only trusting1 ,it is better farther on6 ,,new ,,every ,,morning ,every day is a fresh beginning1 ,every morn is the world made new2 ,you who are weary of sorrow and sinning1 ,here is a beautiful hope for you-- ,a hope for me and a hope for you4 ,all the past things are past and over1 ,the tasks are done and the tears are shed2 ,yesterday's errors let yesterday cover2 ,yesterday's wounds1 which smarted and bled1 ,are healed with the healing which night has shed4 ,yesterday is a part of forever1 ,bound up in a sheaf which ,god holds tight2 ,with glad days1 and sad days1 and bad days1 which never ,shall visit us more with their bloom and their blight1 ,their fullness of sunshine or sorrowful night4 ,let them go1 since we cannot relieve them2 ,cannot undo1 and cannot atone2 ,god in his mercy1 receive1 forgive them6 ,only the new days are our own4 ,to-day is ours1 and to-day alone4 ,here are the skies all burnished brightly1 ,here is the spent earth all reborn2 ,here are the tired limbs springing lightly ,to face the sun1 and to share with the morn ,in the chrism of dew and the cool of dawn4 ,every day is a fresh beginning2 ,listen1 my soul1 to the glad refrain1 ,and1 spite of all sorrow and old sinning1 ,and puzzle forecasted1 and possible pain1 ,take heart with the day1 and begin again4 --,susan ,coolidge4 ,,cheer ,,up ,never go gloomily1 man with a mind2 ,hope is a better companion than fear2 ,providence1 ever benignant and kind1 ,gives with a smile what you take with a tear4 ,all will be right2 look to the light2 ,morning is ever the daughter of night2 ,all that was black will be all that is bright2 ,cheerily1 cheerily1 then1 cheer up4 ,many a foe is a friend in disguise1 ,many a sorrow a blessing most true1 ,helping the heart to be happy and wise1 ,bringing true love and joys ever new4 ,stand in the van2 strive like a man2 ,this is the bravest and cleverest plan-- ,trusting in ,god while you do what you can1 ,cheerily1 cheerily1 then1 cheer up4 ,,progress ,idly as thou1 in that old day ,thou mournest1 did thy sire repine2 ,so1 in his time1 thy child grown gray ,shall sigh for thine4 ,but life shall on and upward go2 ,th' eternal step of ,progress beats ,to that great anthem1 calm and slow1 ,which ,god repeats4 ,take heart6 ,the ,waster builds again2 ,a charmed life old ,goodness hath2 ,the tares may perish1 but the grain ,is not for death4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,the ,,veiled ,,future ,veiled the future comes1 refusing1 ,to be seen1 like ,isaac's bride ,whom the lonely man met musing ,in the fields at eventide4 ,round him o'er the darkening waste ,deeper shades of evening fall1 ,and behind him in the past ,mother ,sarah's funeral4 ,mother ,sarah being dead1 ,there comes his veiled destiny2 ,the veiled ,rebecca he must wed ,whatsoe'er her features be4 ,on he walks in silent prayer1 ,bids the veiled ,rebecca hail1 ,doubting not she will prove fair ,when at length she drops the veil4 ,when the veil is dropped aside1 ,dropped in ,mother ,sarah's tent1 ,oh6 she is right fair1 this bride ,whom his loving ,god has sent4 ,to those walking 'twixt the two-- ',twixt the past with pleasures dead ,and the future veiled from view-- ,the veiled future thou must wed2 ,walk like ,isaac1 praying ,god2 ,walk by faith and not by sight2 ,and though darker grows the road ,doubt not all will yet come right4 ,things behind forgetting1 hail ,every future from above4 ,doubt not when it drops the veil ',twill be such as thou wouldst love4 ,till at death-eve1 when the past ,rings dear ,mother ,earth's own knells1 ,bridal heaven unveils at last ,with a peal of marriage bells4 --,william ,robertson4 ,the night is mother of the day1 ,the winter of the spring2 ,and ever upon old decay ,the greenest mosses cling4 ,behind the cloud the starlight lurks1 ,through showers the sunbeams fall2 ,for ,god1 who loveth all his works1 ,has left his hope with all4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,imaginary ,,evils ,let to-morrow take care of to-morrow2 ,leave things of the future to fate2 ,what's the use to anticipate sorrow8 ,life's troubles come never too late6 ,if to hope overmuch be an error1 ',tis one that the wise have preferred2 ,and how often have hearts been in terror ,of evils that never occurred4 ,have faith1 and thy faith shall sustain thee2 ,permit not suspicion and care ,with invisible bonds to acclaim thee1 ,but bear what ,god gives thee to bear4 ,by his spirit supported and gladdened1 ,be ne'er by forebodings deterred2 ,but think how oft hearts have been saddened ,by fear of what never occurred4 ,let to-morrow take care of to-morrow2 ,short and dark as our life may appear ,we may make it still darker by sorrow1 ,still shorter by folly and fear6 ,half our troubles are half our invention1 ,and often from blessings conferred ,have we shrunk1 in the wild apprehension ,of evils that never occurred4 --,charles ,swain4 ,,the ,,morning ,,star ,there is a morning star1 my soul6 ,there is a morning star2 ',twill soon be near and bright1 my soul1 ,though now it seem so dim and far4 ,and when time's stars have come and gone1 ,and every mist of earth has flown1 ,that better star shall rise ,on this world's clouded skies ,to shine forever6 ,the night is well-nigh spent1 my soul6 ,the night is well-nigh spent2 ,and soon above our heads shall rise ,a glorious firmament4 ,a sky all clear and glad and bright1 ,the ,lamb once slain its perfect light1 ,a star without a cloud1 ,whose light no mists enshroud1 ,descending never6 ,,three ,,lessons ,there are three lessons ,i would write-- ,three words as with a burning pen1 ,in tracings of eternal light1 ,upon the hearts of men4 ,have ,hope4 ,though clouds environ now1 ,and gladness hides her face in scorn1 ,put thou the shadow from thy brow-- ,no night but hath its morn4 ,have ,faith4 ,where'er thy bark is driven-- ,the calm's disport1 the tempest's mirth-- ,know this3 ,god rules the host of heaven1 ,the inhabitants of earth4 ,have ,love4 ,not love alone for one1 ,but man as man thy brother call2 ,and scatter like the circling sun ,thy charities on all4 ,thus grave these lessons on thy soul-- ,faith1 ,hope1 and ,love--and thou shalt find ,strength when life's surges rudest roll1 ,light when thou else wert blind4 --,johann ,christopher ,friedrich von ,schiller4 ,knowing this1 that never yet ,share of truth was vainly set ,in the world's wide fallow2 ,after hands shall sow the seed1 ,after hands from hill and mead ,reap the harvests yellow4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,yet ,i argue not ,against ,thy hand or will1 nor bate a jot ,of heart or hope1 but still bear up and steer ,right onward4 --,john ,milton4 ,the world is growing better1 ,no matter what they say2 ,the light is shining brighter ,in one refulgent ray2 ,and though deceivers murmur1 ,and turn another way1 ,yet still the world grows better ,and better every day4 ,never give up6 it is wiser and better ,always to hope than once to despair2 ,fling off the load of ,doubt's cankering fetter1 ,and break the dark spell of tyrannical care2 ,never give up1 or the burden may sink you-- ,providence kindly has mingled the cup2 ,and in all trials and troubles bethink you ,the watchword of life must be--,never give up4 ,it's wiser being good than bad2 ,it's safer being meek than fierce2 ,it's fitter being sane than mad4 ,my own hope is a sun will pierce ,the thickest cloud earth ever stretched2 ,that1 after ,last1 returns the ,first1 ,though a wide compass round be fetched2 ,that what began best1 can't end worst1 ,nor what ,god blest once1 prove accurst4 --,robert ,browning4 ,hope1 ,christian soul6 in every stage ,of this thine earthly pilgrimage1 ,let heavenly joy thy thoughts engage2 ,abound in hope4 ,hope through the watches of the night2 ,hope till the morrow brings the light2 ,hope till thy faith be lost in sight2 ,abound in hope4 ,god works in all things2 all obey ,his first propulsion from the night2 ,wake thou and watch6 the world is gray ,with morning light4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,when the sun of joy is hidden1 ,and the sky is overcast1 ,just remember--light is coming1 ,and the storm won't always last4 ,the mist denies the mountains2 ,the wind forbids the sea2 ,but1 mist or wind1 ,i go to find ,the day that calls to me4 ,for there are mornings yonder ,and noons that call and call2 ,and there's a day with arms outheld1 ,that waits beyond them all4 --,josephine ,preston ,peabody4 ,open the door of your hearts1 my lads1 ,to the angel of ,love and ,truth ,when the world is full of unnumbered joys1 ,in the beautiful dawn of youth4 ,casting aside all things that mar1 ,saying to wrong1 ,depart6 ,to the voices of hope that are calling you ,open the door of your heart4 --,edward ,everett ,hale4 ,a little bit of hope ,makes a rainy day look gay2 ,a little bit of charity ,makes glad a weary way6 ,hope1 child1 to-morrow1 and to-morrow still1 ,and every morrow hope2 trust while you live4 ,hope6 each time the dawn doth heaven fill1 ,be there to ask as ,god is there to give4 --,victor ,hugo4 ,,faith ,,assurance1 ,,doubt1 ,,unbelief ,,the ,,eternal ,,goodness ,i bow my forehead to the dust1 ,i veil mine eyes for shame1 ,and urge1 in trembling self-distrust1 ,a prayer without a claim4 ,no offering of mine own ,i have1 ,nor works my faith to prove2 ,i can but give the gifts he gave1 ,and plead his love for love4 ,i dimly guess1 from blessings known1 ,of greater out of sight2 ,and1 with the chastened psalmist1 own ,his judgments too are right4 ,and if my heart and flesh are weak ,to bear an untried pain1 ,the bruised reed he will not break1 ,but strengthen and sustain4 ,i know not what the future hath ,of marvel or surprise1 ,assured alone that life and death ,his mercy underlies4 ,and so beside the silent sea ,i wait the muffled oar2 ,no harm from him can come to me ,on ocean or on shore4 ,i know not where his islands lift ,their fronded palms in air2 ,i only know ,i cannot drift ,beyond his love and care4 ,and thou1 ,o ,lord1 by whom are seen ,thy creatures as they be1 ,forgive me if too close ,i lean ,my human heart on thee4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,forgive us1 ,lord1 our little faith2 ,and help us all1 from morn till e'en1 ,still to believe that lot the best ,which is1 not that which might have been4 ,and grant we may so pass the days ,the cradle and the grave between1 ,that death's dark hour not darker be ,for thoughts of what life might have been4 ,,the ,,one ,,thing ,,needful ,my prayer to the promise shall cling-- ,i will not give heed to a doubt2 ,for ,i ask for the one needful thing ,which ,i cannot be happy without3 ,a spirit of lowly repose ,in the love of the ,lamb that was slain2 ,a heart to be touched with his woes1 ,and a care not to grieve him again2 ,the peace that my ,saviour has bought1 ,the cheerfulness nothing can dim1 ,the love that can bring every thought ,into perfect obedience to him2 ,the wisdom his mercy to own ,in the way he directs me to take-- ,to glory in ,jesus alone1 ,and to love and do good for his sake4 ,all this thou hast offered to me ,in the promise whereon ,i will rest2 ,for faith1 ,o my ,saviour6 in thee1 ,is the substance of all my request4 ,thy word has commanded my prayer1 ,thy ,spirit has taught me to pray2 ,and all my unholy despair ,is ready to vanish away4 ,thou wilt not be weary of me2 ,thy promise my faith shall sustain2 ,and soon1 very soon1 shall ,i see ,i have not been asking in vain4 --,anna ,letitia ,waring4 ,ah1 ,god6 ,i have not had thee day and night ,in thought1 nor magnified thy name aright1 ,nor lauded thee1 nor glorified1 nor laid ,upon thine altars one poor kusa-blade6 ,yet now1 when ,i seek refuge1 ,lord6 with thee1 ,i ask1 and thou wilt give1 all good to me4 --,edwin ,arnold1 from the ,sanskrit4 ,,above ,,all1 ,,the ,,shield ,faith fails2 ,then in the dust ,lie failing rest and light and trust4 ,so doth the troubled soul itself distress1 ,and choke the fountain in the wilderness4 ,i care not what your peace assails6 ,the deep root is1 faith fails4 ,faith fails ,when in the breast ,the ,lord's sweet presence doth not rest2 ,for who believes1 clouds cannot make afraid2 ,he knows the sun doth shine behind the shade2 ,he rides at anchor through the gales4 ,do you not so8 ,faith fails4 ,faith fails2 ,its foes alarm1 ,and persecution's threats disarm2 ,false friends can scarcely wish it a good day1 ,before it taketh fright and shrinks away4 ,when ,god doth guard1 what foe prevails8 ,why then the fear8 ,faith fails4 ,faith fails2 ,else cares would die1 ,and we should on ,god's care rely4 ,man for the coming day doth grieve and fret1 ,and all past days doth sinfully forget4 ,for every beast ,god's care avails2 ,why not for us8 ,faith fails4 ,faith fails2 ,then cometh fear1 ,if sickness comes1 if death is near4 ,o man1 why is it1 when the times are bad ,and the days evil1 that thy face is sad8 ,how is it that thy courage quails8 ,it must be this3 ,faith fails4 ,my ,god6 ,let my faith be ,living1 and working actively ,with hope and joy1 that death may not surprise4 ,so let them sweetly close my eyes2 ,the ,christian's life to death may yield-- ,hope stands2 faith has the field4 --,s4 ,c4 ,schoener4 ,,looking ,,unto ,,god ,i look to ,thee in every need1 ,and never look in vain2 ,i feel thy strong and tender love1 ,and all is well again3 ,the thought of thee is mightier far ,than sin and pain and sorrow are4 ,discouraged in the work of life1 ,disheartened by its load1 ,shamed by its failures or its fears1 ,i sink beside the road2 ,but let me only think of ,thee1 ,and then new heart springs up in me4 ,thy calmness bends serene above ,my restlessness to still2 ,around me flows thy quickening life1 ,to nerve my faltering will2 ,thy presence fills my solitude2 ,thy providence turns all to good4 ,embosomed deep in ,thy dear love1 ,held in thy law1 ,i stand2 ,thy hand in all things ,i behold1 ,and all things in thy hand2 ,thou leadest me by unsought ways1 ,and turn'st my mourning into praise4 --,samuel ,longfellow4 ,,faith ,if ,i could feel my hand1 dear ,lord1 in thine1 ,and surely know ,that ,i was walking in the light divine ,through weal or woe2 ,if ,i could hear thy voice in accents sweet ,but plainly say1 ,to guide my groping1 wandering feet1 ,this is the way2 ,i would so gladly walk therein2 but now ,i cannot see4 ,oh1 give me1 ,lord1 the faith to humbly bow ,and trust in thee6 ,there is no faith in seeing4 ,were we led ,like children here1 ,and lifted over rock and river-bed1 ,no care1 no fear1 ,we should be useless in the busy throng2 ,life's work undone2 ,lord1 make us brave and earnest1 true and strong1 ,till heaven is won4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,,doubting ,,nothing ,acts #aj4 #i-bj4 ,not to thy saints of old alone dost ,thou ,in heavenly trance make known thy perfect will1 ,but to each hungry soul thy love would fill-- ,descending out of heaven1 we wist not how-- ,comes by thy grace the holy vision now2 ,while we whose hearts should with the message thrill ,cry ,common and unholy6 to thee still1 ,and1 uninspired1 in grief before thee bow4 ,o ,thou1 whose ,own the way we fare hath trod1 ,give to thy children quick1 discerning eyes ,to see in life upspringing from the sod ,all the divineness that within it lies1 ,till humble service lift us to the skies ,who1 doubting nothing1 seek thy will1 ,o ,god6 --,louise ,manning ,hodgkins4 ,,the ,,eye ,,of ,,faith ,i do not ask for earthly store ,beyond a day's supply2 ,i only covet more and more ,the clear and single eye4 ,to see my duty face to face ,and trust the ,lord for daily grace4 ,i care not for the empty show ,that thoughtless worldlings see2 ,i crave to do the best ,i know1 ,and leave the rest with thee2 ,well satisfied that sweet reward ,is sure to those who trust the ,lord4 ,whate'er the crosses mine shall be1 ,i will not dare to shun2 ,i only ask to live for thee1 ,and that thy will be done2 ,thy will1 ,o ,lord1 be mine each day1 ,while passing on my homeward way4 ,and when at last1 my labor o'er1 ,i cross the narrow sea1 ,grant1 ,lord1 that on the other shore ,my soul may dwell with thee1 ,and learn what here ,i cannot know3 ,why thou hast ever loved me so4 --,j4 ,j4 ,maxfield4 ,,have ,,faith ,,in ,,god ,have faith in ,god6 for he who reigns on high ,hath borne thy grief and hears the suppliant's sigh1 ,still to his arms1 thine only refuge1 fly4 ,have faith in ,god6 ,fear not to call on him1 ,o soul distressed6 ,thy sorrow's whisper wooes thee to his breast2 ,he who is oftenest there is oftenest blest4 ,have faith in ,god6 ,lean not on ,egypt's reeds2 slake not thy thirst ,at earthly cisterns4 ,seek the kingdom first4 ,though man and ,satan fight thee with their worst1 ,have faith in ,god6 ,go tell him all6 ,the sigh thy bosom heaves ,is heard in heaven4 ,strength and grace he gives ,who gave himself for thee4 ,our ,jesus lives2 ,have faith in ,god6 ,,faith ,,in ,,god ,though time may dig the grave of creeds1 ,and dogmas wither in the sod1 ,my soul will keep the thought it needs-- ,its swerveless faith in ,god4 ,no matter how the world began1 ,nor where the march of science goes1 ,my trust in something more than man ,shall help me bear life's woes4 ,let progress take the props away1 ,and moldering superstitions fall2 ,still ,god retains his regal sway-- ,the ,maker of us all4 ,why cavil over that or this8 ,one thought is vast enough for me-- ,the great ,creator was1 and is1 ,and evermore will be4 ,a ,,stronger ,,faith ,perplext in faith1 but pure in deeds1 ,at last he beat his music out4 ,there lives more faith in honest doubt1 ,believe me1 than in half the creeds4 ,he fought his doubts and gathered strength1 ,he would not make his judgment blind1 ,he faced the specters of the mind ,and laid them2 thus he came at length ,to find a stronger faith his own1 ,and ,power was with him in the night1 ,which makes the darkness and the light1 ,and dwells not in the light alone4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,a ,,perfect ,,faith ,o for a faith that will not shrink ,though pressed by every foe1 ,that will not tremble on the brink ,of any earthly woe6 ,that will not murmur nor complain ,beneath the chastening rod1 ,but in the hour of grief or pain ,will lean upon its ,god2 ,a faith that shines more bright and clear ,when tempests rage without2 ,that when in danger knows no fear4 ,in darkness feels no doubt2 ,that bears1 unmoved1 the world's dread frown1 ,nor heeds its scornful smile2 ,that seas of trouble cannot drown1 ,nor ,satan's arts beguile4 ,lord1 give us such a faith as this1 ,and then1 whate'er may come1 ,we'll taste1 e'en here1 the hallowed bliss ,of an eternal home4 --,william ,h4 ,bathurst4 ,who liveth best8 ,not he whose sail1 ,swept on by favoring tide and gale1 ,swift wins the haven fair2 ,but he whose spirit strong doth still ,a victory wrest from every ill2 ,whose faith sublime ,on every cloud a rainbow paints-- ',tis he redeems the time4 ,,believe ,,good ,,things ,,of ,,god ,when in the storm it seems to thee ,that he who rules the raging sea ,is sleeping--still1 with bended knee1 ,believe good things of ,god4 ,when thou hast sought in vain to find ,the silver thread of love entwined ,with life's oft-tangled web--resigned1 ,believe good things of ,god4 ,and should he smite thee till thy heart ,is crushed beneath the bruising smart1 ,still1 while the bitter tear-drops start1 ,believe good things of ,god4 ',tis true1 thou canst not understand ,the dealings of thy ,father's hand2 ,but1 trusting what his love has planned1 ,believe good things of ,god4 ,he loves thee6 ,in that love confide-- ,unchanging1 faithful1 true1 and tried2 ,and let or joy or grief betide1 ,believe good things of ,god4 ,thou canst not raise thy thoughts too high2 ,as spreads above the earth the sky1 ,so do his thoughts thy thoughts outvie3 ,believe good things of ,god4 ,in spite of what thine eyes behold2 ,in spite of what thy fears have told2 ,still to his gracious promise hold-- ,believe good things of ,god4 ,for know that what thou canst believe ,thou shalt in his good time receive2 ,thou canst not half his love conceive-- ,believe good things of ,god4 --,william ,luff4 ,,be ,,not ,,weary ,then1 fainting soul1 arise and sing2 ,mount1 but be sober on the wing2 ,mount up1 for heaven is won by prayer1 ,be sober1 for thou art not there4 ,till death the weary spirit free1 ,thy ,god hath said 'tis good for thee ,to walk by faith1 and not by sight1 ,take it on trust a little while2 ,soon thou shalt read the mystery right ,in the full sunshine of his smile4 --,john ,keble4 ,,all',s ,,for ,,the ,,best ,all's for the best2 be sanguine and cheerful2 ,trouble and sorrow are friends in disguise2 ,nothing but folly goes faithless and fearful1 ,courage forever is happy and wise4 ,all's for the best1 if a man would but know it2 ,providence wishes us all to be blest2 ,this is no dream of the pundit or poet1 ,heaven is gracious and all's for the best4 ,all's for the best2 then fling away terrors2 ,meet all your fears and your foes in the van2 ,and in the midst of your dangers or errors1 ,trust like a child1 while you strive like a man4 ,all's for the best2 unbiased1 unbounded1 ,providence reigns from the east to the west2 ,and1 by both wisdom and mercy surrounded1 ,hope1 and be happy1 that all's for the best4 --,martin ,farquhar ,tupper4 ,,blest ,,is ,,the ,,faith ,,divine ,,and ,,strong ,blest is the faith divine and strong1 ,of thanks and praise an endless fountain1 ,whose life is one perpetual song ,high up the ,saviour's holy mountain4 ,blest is the hope that holds to ,god1 ,in doubt and darkness still unshaken2 ,and sings along the heavenly road1 ,sweetest when most it seems forsaken4 ,blest is the love that cannot love ,aught that earth gives of best and brightest2 ,whose raptures thrill1 like saints above1 ,most when its earthly gifts are lightest4 ,blest is the time that in the eye ,of ,god its hopeful watch is keeping1 ,and grows into eternity ,like noiseless trees when men are sleeping4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,god',s ,,voice ,around my path life's mysteries ,their deepening shadows throw2 ,and as ,i gaze and ponder1 ,they dark and darker grow2 ,yet still amid the darkness ,i feel the light is near1 ,and in the awful stillness ,god's voice ,i seem to hear4 ,thy voice ,i hear above me1 ,which says1 ,wait1 trust1 and pray1 ,the night will soon be over1 ,and light will come with day4 ,amen6 the light and darkness ,are both alike to thee2 ,then to thy waiting servant ,alike they both shall be4 ,that great unending future1 ,i cannot pierce its shroud1 ,but nothing doubt nor tremble1 ,god's bow is on the cloud2 ,to him ,i yield my spirit1 ,on him ,i lay my load2 ,fear ends with death2 beyond it ,i nothing see but ,god4 --,samuel ,greg4 ,,flowers ,,without ,,fruit ,prune thou thy words2 the thoughts control ,that o'er thee swell and throng2-- ,they will condense within thy soul1 ,and change to purpose strong4 ,but he who lets his feelings run ,in soft luxurious flow ,shrinks when hard service must be done1 ,and faints at every woe4 ,faith's meanest deed more favor bears1 ,where hearts and wills are weighed1 ,than brightest transports1 choicest prayers1 ,which bloom this hour1 and fade4 --,john ,henry ,newman4 ,fair is the soul1 rare is the soul ,who has kept1 after youth is past1 ,all the art of the child1 all the heart of the child1 ,holding his faith at last4 --,frank ,gelett ,burgess4 ,,god ,,knows ,god knows--not ,i--the devious way ,wherein my faltering feet may tread1 ,before into the light of day1 ,my steps from out this gloom are led1 ,and1 since my ,lord the path doth see1 ,what matter if 'tis hid from me8 ,god knows--not ,i--how sweet accord ,shall grow at length from out this clash ,of earthly discords which have jarred ,on soul and sense2 ,i hear the crash1 ,yet feel and know that on his ear ,breaks harmony--full1 deep1 and clear4 ,god knows--not ,i--why1 when ,i'd fain ,have walked in pastures green and fair1 ,the path he pointed me hath lain ,through rocky deserts1 bleak and bare4 ,i blindly trust--since 'tis his will-- ,this way lies safety1 that way ill4 ,he knoweth1 too1 despite my will ,i'm weak when ,i should be most strong4 ,and after earnest wrestling still ,i see the right yet do the wrong4 ,is it that ,i may learn at length ,not mine1 but his1 the saving strength8 ,his perfect plan ,i may not grasp1 ,yet ,i can trust ,love ,infinite1 ,and with my feeble fingers clasp ,the hand which leads me into light4 ,my soul upon his errands goes1 ,the end ,i know not--but ,god knows4 ,,the ,,lord',s ,,leading ,thus far the ,lord hath led us1 in darkness and in day1 ,through all the varied stages of the narrow homeward way2 ,long since he took that journey--he trod that path alone2 ,its trials and its dangers full well himself hath known4 ,thus far the ,lord hath led us2 the promise hath not failed4 ,the enemy1 encountered oft1 has never quite prevailed3 ,the shield of faith has turned aside1 or quenched each fiery dart1 ,the ,spirit's sword in weakest hands has forced him to depart4 ,thus far the ,lord hath led us2 the waters have been high1 ,but yet in passing through them we felt that he was nigh4 ,a very present helper in trouble we have found1 ,his comforts most abounded when our sorrows did abound4 ,thus far the ,lord hath led us2 our need hath been supplied1 ,and mercy hath encompassed us about on every side2 ,still falls the daily manna2 the pure rock-fountains flow2 ,and many flowers of love and hope along the wayside grow4 ,thus far the ,lord hath led us2 and will he now forsake ,the feeble ones whom for his own it pleases him to take8 ,oh1 never1 never6 earthly friends may cold and faithless prove1 ,but his is changeless pity and everlasting love4 ,calmly we look behind us1 our joys and sorrows past1 ,we know that all is mercy now1 and shall be well at last2 ,calmly we look before us2 we fear no future ill1 ,enough for safety and for peace1 if ,thou art with us still4 ,yes1 they that know thy name1 ,lord1 shall put their trust in thee1 ,while nothing in themselves but sin and helplessness they see4 ,the race thou hast appointed us with patience we can run1 ,thou wilt perform unto the end the work thou hast begun4 ,have you found your life distasteful8 ,my life did and does smack sweet4 ,was your youth of pleasure wasteful8 ,mine ,i saved1 and hold complete4 ,do your joys with age diminish8 ,when mine fail me ,i'll complain4 ,must in death your daylight finish8 ,my sun sets to rise again4 ,i find earth not gray1 but rosy2 ,heaven not grim1 but fair of hue4 ,do ,i stoop8 ,i pluck a posy2 ,do ,i stand and stare8 ,all's blue4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,we ,,shall ,,know ,in wise proportion does a fond hand mingle ,the sweet and bitter in our life-cup here2 ,each drop of either is by love eternal ,poured forth in wisdom for his children dear4 ,the loving ,father1 as a wise physician1 ,knows what the wants of all those children are2 ,knows which is needed most--the joy or sorrow1 ,the peace of comfort1 or affliction's war4 ,then1 should the bitter be our daily portion1 ,so that we cannot any sweet discern1 ,let us1 in childlike faith1 receive with meekness ,the needed tonic1 and its lessons learn4 ,and if we cannot even that decipher1 ,let us be still1 nay1 thank him for his care1 ,contented that we soon shall know--hereafter-- ,when we the fullness of his presence share4 --,charlotte ,murray4 ,,the ,,steps ,,of ,,faith ,know well1 my soul1 ,god's hand controls ,whate'er thou fearest2 ,round him in calmest music rolls ,whate'er thou hearest4 ,nothing before1 nothing behind2 ,the steps of faith ,fall on the seeming void1 and find ,the rock beneath4 ,the ,present1 the ,present is all thou hast ,for thy sure possessing2 ,like the patriarch's angel1 hold it fast ,till it gives its blessing4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,i am of sinfulness and sorrows full6 ,thou art the ,mighty1 ,great1 and ,merciful6 ,how should we not be friends1 or thou not save ,me who bring naught to thee who all things gave8 --,edwin ,arnold1 from the ,sanskrit4 ,,my ,,guide ,i know not the way ,i am going1 ,but well do ,i know my ,guide6 ,with a childlike trust do ,i give my hand ,to the mighty ,friend by my side2 ,and the only thing that ,i say to him1 ,as he takes it1 is1 ,hold it fast6 ,suffer me not to lose the way1 ,and lead me home at last4 ,as when some helpless wanderer ,alone in some unknown land1 ,tells the guide his destined place of rest1 ,and leaves all else in his hand2 ',tis home--'tis home that ,i wish to reach1 ,he who guides me may choose the way2 ,and little ,i care what path ,i take ,when nearer home each day4 ,,the ,,lord',s ,,provision ,in some way or other the ,lord will provide2 ,it may not be my way1 it may not be thy way2 ,and yet in his own way1 ,the ,lord will provide4 ,at some time or other the ,lord will provide2 ,it may not be my time1 it may not be thy time2 ,and yet in his own time1 ,the ,lord will provide4 ,despond1 then1 no longer1 the ,lord will provide4 ,and this be the token--no word he hath spoken ,was ever yet broken3 ,the ,lord will provide4 ,march on1 then1 right boldly2 the sea shall divide2 ,the pathway made glorious1 with shoutings victorious ,we'll join in the chorus1 ,the ,lord will provide4 --,mary ,ann ,w4 ,cook4 ,it is faith1 ,the feeling that there's ,god4 ,he reigns and rules ,out of this low world4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,faith ,,is ,,the ,,victory ,encamped along the hills of light1 ,ye ,christian soldiers1 rise1 ,and press the battle ere the night ,shall veil the glowing skies2 ,against the foe in vales below ,let all our strength be hurled2 ,faith is the victory1 we know1 ,that overcomes the world4 ,his banner over us is love1 ,our sword the word of ,god2 ,we tread the road the saints above ,with shouts of triumph trod2 ,by faith they1 like a whirlwind's breath1 ,swept on o'er every field2 ,the faith by which they conquered death ,is still our shining shield4 ,on every hand the foe we find ,drawn up in dread array2 ,let tents of ease be left behind1 ,and--onward to the fray2 ,salvation's helmet on each head1 ,with truth all girt about1 ,the earth shall tremble 'neath our tread1 ,and echo with our shout4 ,to him that overcomes the foe ,white raiment shall be given2 ,before the angels he shall know ,his name confessed in heaven2 ,then onward from the hills of light1 ,our hearts with love aflame1 ,we'll vanquish all the hosts of night ,in ,jesus' conquering name4 --,john ,h4 ,yates4 ,,religious ,,differences ,yes1 we do differ when we most agree1 ,for words are not the same to you and me1 ,and it may be our several spiritual needs ,are best supplied by seeming different creeds4 ,and1 differing1 we agree in one ,inseparable communion1 ,if the true life be in our hearts2 the faith ,which not to want is death2 ,to want is penance2 to desire ,is purgatorial fire2 ,to hope is paradise2 and to believe ,is all of heaven that earth can e'er receive4 --,hartley ,coleridge4 ,,the ,,lord ,,will ,,provide ,though troubles assail1 and dangers affright1 ,though friends should all fail1 and foes all unite1 ,yet one thing secures us1 whatever betide1 ,the promise assures us1 ,the ,lord will provide4 ,the birds1 without barn or storehouse1 are fed2 ,from them let us learn to trust for our bread3 ,his saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied1 ,so long as 'tis written1 ,the ,lord will provide4 ,when ,satan appears to stop up our path1 ,and fills us with fears1 we triumph by faith2 ,he can not take from us1 though oft he has tried1 ,the heart-cheering promise1 ,the ,lord will provide4 ,he tells us we're weak1 our hope is in vain2 ,the good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain3 ,but when such suggestions our graces have tried1 ,this answers all questions1 ,the ,lord will provide4 ,no strength of our own nor goodness we claim2 ,our trust is all thrown on ,jesus's name3 ,in this our strong tower for safety we hide3 ,the ,lord is our power1 ,the ,lord will provide4 ,when life sinks apace1 and death is in view1 ,the word of his grace shall comfort us through2 ,not fearing or doubting1 with ,christ on our side1 ,we hope to die shouting1 ,the ,lord will provide4 --,john ,newton4 ,art thou afraid his power will fail ,when comes thy evil day8 ,and can an all-creating arm ,grow weary1 or decay6 ,,if ,,we ,,believed ,if we believed we should arise and sing1 ,dropping our burdens at his pierced feet4 ,sorrow would flee and weariness take wing1 ,hard things grow fair1 and bitter waters sweet4 ,if we believed1 what room for fear or care ,within his arms1 safe sheltered on his breast8 ,peace for our pain1 and hope for our despair1 ,is what he meant who said1 ,i give thee rest4 ,why linger1 turn away1 or idly grieve8 ,where else is rest--the soul's supremest need8 ,grandly he offers2 meanly we receive4 ,yet love that gives us rest is love indeed4 ,the love that rests--say1 shall it not do more8 ,make haste1 sad soul1 thy heritage to claim4 ,it calms2 it heals2 it bears what erst ye bore1 ,and marks thy burdens with his own dear name4 ,carried in him and for him1 can they harm ,or press thee sore1 or prove a weary weight8 ,nay1 nay2 into thy life his blessed calm ,shall drop1 and thou no more be desolate4 ,,to ,,faith ,beside thy gracious hearth content ,i stay1 ,or with thee fate's appointed journey go2 ,i lean upon thee when my step is slow1 ,i wrap me with thee in the naked day4 ,with thee no loneliness1 no pathless way2 ,the wind is heaven's1 to take as it shall blow2 ,more than thy voice1 thy hand1 ,i need not know2 ,i may not murmur1 for ,i shall not stray4 ,,wait ,,on ,,god ,not so in haste1 my heart6 ,have faith in ,god1 and wait2 ,although he seems to linger long ,he never comes too late4 ,he never comes too late2 ,he knoweth what is best2 ,vex not thyself1 it is in vain2 ,until he cometh1 rest4 ,until he cometh1 rest2 ,nor grudge the hours that roll2 ,the feet that wait for ,god1 'tis they ,are soonest at the goal4 ,are soonest at the goal ,that is not gained by speed2 ,then hold thee still1 ,o restless heart1 ,for ,i shall wait his lead4 --,bradford ,torrey4 ,,begone1 ,,unbelief ,begone1 unbelief1 my ,saviour is near1 ,and for my relief will surely appear4 ,his love in time past forbids me to think ,he'll leave me at last in trouble to sink4 ,since all that ,i meet shall work for my good1 ,the bitter is sweet1 the medicine food2 ,though painful at present1 'twill cease before long1 ,and then1 oh1 how pleasant the conqueror's song6 --,john ,newton4 ,as yonder tower outstretches to the earth ,the dark triangle of its shade alone ,when the clear day is shining on its top1 ,so1 darkness in the pathway of man's life ,is but the shadow of ,god's providence1 ,by the great ,sun of ,wisdom cast therein2 ,and what is dark below is light in ,heaven4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,faith is a grasping of ,almighty power2 ,the hand of man laid on the arm of ,god2 ,the grand and blessed hour ,in which the things impossible to me ,become the possible1 ,o ,lord1 through thee4 --,anna ,e4 ,hamilton4 ,there is no faith in seeing4 ,were we led ,like children here1 ,and lifted over rock and river bed1 ,no care1 no fear1 ,we should be useless in the busy throng1 ,life's work undone2 ,lord1 make us brave and earnest1 in faith strong1 ,till heaven is won4 ,the cross on ,golgotha can never save ,thy soul from deepest hell2 ,unless with loving faith thou setts't it up ,within thy heart as well4 --,scheffler1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,in vain they smite me4 ,men but do ,what ,god permits with different view4 ,to outward sight they hold the rod1 ,but faith proclaims it all of ,god4 --,madame ,guyon4 ,talk ,faith4 ,the world is better off without ,your uttered ignorance and morbid doubt4 ,if you have faith in ,god1 or man1 or self1 ,say so2 if not1 push back upon the shelf ,of silence lower thoughts till faith shall come4 ,the body sins not1 'tis the will ,that makes the action good or ill4 --,robert ,herrick4 ,who never doubted1 never half believed2 ,where doubt1 there truth is--'tis her shadow4 --,philip ,james ,bailey4 ',tis not the grapes of ,canaan that repay1 ,but the high faith that failed not by the way4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,no more with downcast eyes go faltering on1 ,alone and sick at heart1 and closely pressed4 ,thy chains shall break1 thy heavy heart is gone1 ,for he who calls thee1 he will give thee rest4 --,mary ,lowe ,dickinson4 ,my ,god1 ,i would not live ,save that ,i think this gross hard-seeming world ,is our misshaping vision of the ,powers ,behind the world that make our griefs our gains4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,and all is well1 though faith and form ,be sundered in the night of fear4 ,well roars the storm to those that hear ,a deeper voice across the storm4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,the crowd of cares1 the weightiest cross1 ,seem trifles less than light2 ,earth looks so little and so low1 ,when faith shines full and bright4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,a faith that shines by night and day ,will lighten every earthly load4 ,grant us1 ,o ,god1 in love to thee-- ,clear eyes to measure things below1 ,faith the invisible to see1 ,and wisdom thee in all to know4 ,our doubts are traitors1 ,and make us lose the good we oft might win1 ,by fearing to attempt4 --,william ,shakespeare4 ,,trust ,,guidance1 ,,safety1 ,,gladness ,,resting ,,in ,,god ,since thy ,father's arm sustains thee1 ,peaceful be2 ,when a chastening hand restrains thee1 ,it is he4 ,know his love in full completeness ,fills the measure of thy weakness2 ,if ,he wound the spirit sore1 ,trust him more4 ,without murmur1 uncomplaining1 ,in ,his hand4 ,lay whatever things thou canst not ,understand4 ,though the world thy folly spurneth1 ,from thy faith in pity turneth1 ,peace thy inmost soul shall fill1 ,lying still4 ,like an infant1 if thou thinkest ,thou canst stand1 ,childlike1 proudly pushing back ,the offered hand1 ,courage soon is changed to fear1 ,strength doth feebleness appear2 ,in his love if thou abide1 ,he will guide4 ,fearest sometimes that thy ,father ,hath forgot8 ,when the clouds around thee gather1 ,doubt him not4 ,always hath the daylight broken2 ,always hath ,he comfort spoken2 ,better hath he been for years ,than thy fears4 ,therefore1 whatsoe'er betideth1 ,night or day1 ,know ,his love for thee provideth ,good alway4 ,crown of sorrow gladly take2 ,grateful wear it for ,his sake2 ,sweetly bending to his will1 ,lying still4 ,to his own thy ,saviour giveth ,daily strength4 ,to each troubled soul that liveth1 ,peace at length4 ,weakest lambs have largest share ,of the tender ,shepherd's care2 ,ask him not the ,when1 or ,how2 ,only bow4 --,charles ,rudolf ,hagenbach4 ,i ,,will ,,trust ,i am glad to think ,i am not bound to make the world go right1 ,but only to discover and to do ,with cheerful heart the work that ,god appoints4 ,i will trust in him ,that he can hold his own2 and ,i will take ,his will1 above the work he sendeth me1 ,to be my chiefest good4 --,jean ,ingelow4 ,i ,,know ,,not ,,if ,,the ,,dark ,,or ,,bright ,i know not if the dark or bright ,shall be my lot2 ,if that wherein my hopes delight ,be best or not4 ,it may be mine to drag for years ,toil's heavy chain2 ,or day and night my meat be tears1 ,on bed of pain4 ,dear faces may surround my hearth ,with smiles and glee2 ,or ,i may dwell alone1 and mirth ,be strange to me4 ,my bark is wafted to the strand ,by breath divine2 ,and on the helm there rests a hand ,other than mine4 ,one who has known in storms to sail ,i have on board2 ,above the raging of the gale ,i hear my ,lord4 ,he holds me when the billows smite2 ,i shall not fall2 ,if sharp1 'tis short2 if long1 'tis light1 ,he tempers all4 ,safe to the land1 safe to the land6 ,the end is this3 ,and then with him go1 hand in hand1 ,far into bliss4 --,dean ,alford4 ,i ,,can ,,trust ,i cannot see1 with my small human sight1 ,why ,god should lead this way or that for me2 ,i only know he saith1 ,child1 follow me4 ,but ,i can trust4 ,i know not why my path should be at times ,so straitly hedged1 so strongly barred before2 ,i only know ,god could keep wide the door2 ,but ,i can trust4 ,i find no answer1 often1 when beset ,with questions fierce and subtle on my way1 ,and often have but strength to faintly pray2 ,but ,i can trust4 ,i often wonder1 as with trembling hand ,i cast the seed along the furrowed ground1 ,if ripened fruit will in my life be found2 ,but ,i can trust4 ,i cannot know why suddenly the storm ,should rage so fiercely round me in its wrath2 ,but this ,i know--,god watches all my path1 ,and ,i can trust4 ,i may not draw aside the mystic veil ,that hides the unknown future from my sight2 ,nor know if for me waits the dark or light2 ,but ,i can trust4 ,i have no power to look across the tide1 ,to see1 while here1 the land beyond the river2 ,but this ,i know1 ,i shall be ,god's forever2 ,so ,i can trust4 ,the world is wide ,in time and tide1 ,and ,god is guide2 ,then do not hurry4 ,that man is blest ,who does his best ,and leaves the rest2 ,then do not worry4 --,charles ,f4 ,deems4 ,,wisdom ,,of ,,discipline ,whate'er my ,god ordains is right2 ,his will is ever just2 ,howe'er he orders now my cause ,i will be still1 and trust4 ,he is my ,god1 ,though dark my road1 ,he holds me that ,i shall not fall1 ,wherefore to him ,i leave it all4 ,whate'er my ,god ordains is right2 ,he never will deceive2 ,he leads me by the proper path1 ,and so to him ,i cleave1 ,and take1 content1 ,what he hath sent2 ,his hand can turn my grief away1 ,and patiently ,i wait his day4 ,whate'er my ,god ordains is right2 ,he taketh thought for me2 ,the cup that my ,physician gives ,no poisoned draught can be1 ,but medicine due2 ,for ,god is true2 ,and on that changeless truth ,i build ,and all my heart with hope is filled4 ,whate'er my ,god ordains is right2 ,though ,i the cup must drink ,that bitter seems to my faint heart1 ,i will not fear nor shrink2 ,tears pass away ,with dawn of day2 ,sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart1 ,and pain and sorrow all depart4 ,whate'er my ,god ordains is right2 ,my ,light1 my ,life1 is he1 ,who cannot will me aught but good2 ,i trust him utterly2 ,for well ,i know1 ,in joy or woe1 ,we soon shall see1 as sunlight clear1 ,how faithful was our ,guardian here4 ,whate'er my ,god ordains is right2 ,here will ,i take my stand2 ,though sorrow1 need1 or death1 make earth ,for me a desert land4 ,my ,father's care ,is round me there2 ,he holds me that ,i shall not fall1 ,and so to him ,i leave it all4 --,s4 ,rodigast4 ,,my ,,times ,,are ,,in ,,thy ,,hand ,my times are in thy hand2 ,my ,god1 ,i wish them there2 ,my life1 my friends1 my soul1 ,i leave ,entirely to thy care4 ,my times are in thy hand1 ,whatever they may be2 ,pleasing or painful1 dark or bright1 ,as best may seem to thee4 ,my times are in thy hand2 ,why should ,i doubt or fear8 ,my ,father's hand will never cause ,his child a needless tear4 ,my times are in thy hand1 ,jesus1 the crucified6 ,the hand my cruel sins had pierced ,is now my guard and guide4 ,my times are in thy hand2 ,i'll always trust in thee2 ,and1 after death1 at thy right hand ,i shall forever be4 --,william ,f4 ,lloyd4 ,,all ,,for ,,the ,,best ,away1 my needless fears1 ,and doubts no longer mine2 ,a ray of heavenly light appears1 ,a messenger divine4 ,thrice comfortable hope1 ,that calms my troubled breast2 ,my ,father's hand prepares the cup ,and what he wills is best4 ,if what ,i wish is good1 ,and suits the will divine1 ,by earth and hell in vain withstood1 ,i know it shall be mine4 ,still let them counsel take ,to frustrate his decree2 ,they cannot keep a blessing back1 ,by heaven designed for me4 ,here1 then1 ,i doubt no more2 ,but in his pleasure rest ,whose wisdom1 love1 and truth1 and power1 ,engage to make me blest4 --,charles ,wesley4 ,,god ,,never ,,forsakes ,leave ,god to order all thy ways1 ,and hope in him1 whate'er betide1 ,thou'lt find in him1 in evil days1 ,thy all-sufficient strength and guide4 ,who trusts in ,god's unchanging love ,builds on the rock that naught can move4 ,what can these anxious cares avail1 ,the never-ceasing moans and sighs8 ,what can it help us to bewail ,each painful moment as it flies8 ,our cross and trials do but press ,the heavier for our bitterness4 ,only thy restless heart keep still1 ,and wait in cheerful hope1 content ,to take whate'er his gracious will1 ,his all-discerning love1 hath sent4 ,nor doubt our inmost wants are known ,to him who chose us for his own4 ,he knows when joyful hours are best2 ,he sends them as he sees it meet2 ,when thou hast borne the fiery test1 ,and now art freed from all deceit1 ,he comes to thee all unaware ,and makes thee own his loving care4 ,nor in the heat of pain and strife ,think ,god has cast thee off unheard1 ,and that the man whose prosperous life ,thou enviest is of him preferred4 ,time passes1 and much change doth bring ,and sets a bound to everything4 ,all are alike before his face2 ',tis easy to our ,god most high ,to make the rich man poor and base1 ,to give the poor man wealth and joy2 ,true wonders still by him are wrought ,who setteth up and brings to naught4 ,sing1 pray1 and swerve not from his ways1 ,but do thine own part faithfully2 ,trust his rich promises of grace1 ,so shall they be fulfilled in thee4 ,god never yet forsook at need ,the soul that trusted him indeed4 --,george ,neumarck4 ,bear up1 bear on1 the end shall tell ,the dear ,lord ordereth all things well4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,the ,,secret ,,place ,there is a safe and secret place1 ,beneath the wings divine1 ,reserved for all the heirs of grace3 ,o be that refuge mine6 ,the least and feeblest there may bide1 ,uninjured and unawed2 ,while thousands fall on every side1 ,he rests secure in ,god4 ,he feeds in pastures large and fair ,of love and trust divine2 ,o child of ,god1 ,o glory's heir1 ,how rich a lot is thine6 ,a hand almighty to defend1 ,an ear for every call1 ,an honored life1 a peaceful end1 ,and heaven to crown it all6 --,henry ,f4 ,lyte4 ,,god ,,knows ,our ,father6 through the coming year ,we know not what shall be2 ,but we would leave without a fear ,its ordering all to thee4 ,it may be we shall toil in vain ,for what the world holds fair2 ,and all the good we thought to gain ,deceive1 and prove but care4 ,it may be it shall darkly blend ,our love with anxious fears1 ,and snatch away the valued friend1 ,the tried of many years4 ,it may be it shall bring us days ,and nights of lingering pain2 ,and bid us take a farewell gaze ,of these loved haunts of men4 ,but calmly1 ,lord1 on thee we rest2 ,no fears our trust shall move2 ,thou knowest what for each is best1 ,and thou art ,perfect ,love4 --,eliza ,cleghorn ,gaskell4 ,forever in their ,lord abiding ,who can their gladness tell2 ,within his love forever hiding1 ,they feel that all is well4 ,,no ,,fear ,i know no life divided1 ,o ,lord of life1 from thee2 ,in thee is life provided ,for all mankind and me3 ,i know no death1 ,o ,jesus1 ,because ,i live in thee2 ,thy death it is which frees us ,from death eternally4 ,i fear no tribulation1 ,since1 whatsoe'er it be1 ,it makes no separation ,between my ,lord and me4 ,if thou1 my ,god and ,teacher1 ,vouchsafe to be my own1 ,though poor1 ,i shall be richer ,than monarch on his throne4 ,if while on earth ,i wander ,my heart is light and blest1 ,ah1 what shall ,i be yonder1 ,in perfect peace and rest8 ,o blessed thought6 in dying ,we go to meet the ,lord1 ,where there shall be no sighing1 ,a kingdom our reward4 --,carl ,j4 ,p4 ,spitta4 ,,the ,,lord',s ,,appointment ,i say it over and over1 and yet again to-day1 ,it rests my heart as surely as it did yesterday3 ,it is the ,lord's appointment2 ,whatever my work may be1 ,i am sure in my heart of hearts ,he has offered it to me4 ,i must say it over and over1 and again to-day ,for my work is different from that of yesterday3 ,it is the ,lord's appointment2 ,it quiets my restless will ,like the voice of a tender mother1 ,and my heart and will are still4 ,i will say it over and over1 this and every day1 ,whatsoever the ,master orders1 come what may3 ,it is the ,lord's appointment2 ,for only his love can see ,what is wisest1 best and right-- ,what is truly good for me4 ,,trust ,i know not what the future holds1 ,of good or ill for me and mine2 ,i only know that ,god enfolds ,me in his loving arms divine4 ,so ,i shall walk the earth in trust ,that ,he who notes the sparrow's fall ,will help me bear whate'er ,i must ,and lend an ear whene'er ,i call4 ,it matters not if dreams dissolve ,like mists beneath the morning sun1 ,for swiftly as the worlds revolve ,so swiftly will life's race be run4 ,it matters not if hopes depart1 ,or life be pressed with toil and care4 ,if love divine shall fill my heart ,and all be sanctified with prayer4 ,then let me learn submission sweet ,in every thought1 in each desire1 ,and humbly lay at his dear feet ,a heart aglow with heavenly fire4 ,,sometime ,sometime1 when all life's lessons have been learned1 ,and sun and stars forevermore have set1 ,the things which our weak judgment here had spurned1 ,the things o'er which we grieve with lashes wet1 ,will flash before us out of life's dark night1 ,as stars shine most in deeper tints of blue1 ,and we shall see how all ,god's plans were right1 ,and how what seemed reproof was love most true4 ,and we shall see how1 while we frown and sigh1 ,god's plans go on as best for you and me2 ,how when we called he heeded not our cry1 ,because his wisdom to the end could see2 ,and even as prudent parents disallow ,too much of sweet to crooning baby's hest1 ,so ,god perhaps is keeping from us now ,life's sweetest things because it seemeth best4 ,and if sometimes commingled with life's wine ,we find the wormwood1 and rebel and shrink1 ,be sure a wiser hand than yours or mine ,poured out the potion for our lips to drink2 ,and if some one we love is lying low1 ,where human kisses can not reach the face1 ,o do not blame the loving ,father so1 ,but wear your sorrow with obedient grace1 ,and you will shortly know that lengthened breath ,is not the sweetest gift ,god gives his friend2 ,and that sometimes the sable pall of death ,conceals the fairest boon his love can send4 ,if we could push ajar the gates of life1 ,and stand within1 and all ,god's workings see1 ,we could interpret all this doubt and strife1 ,and for each mystery could find a key4 ,but not to-day4 ,then be content1 poor heart1 ,god's plans1 like lilies pure and white1 unfold2 ,we must not tear the close-shut leaves apart1 ,time will reveal the calyxes of gold4 ,and if through patient toil we reach the land ,where tired feet with sandals loosed may rest1 ,when we shall clearly know and understand1 ,i think that we will say3 ,god knew the best4 --,may ,louise ,riley ,smith4 ,o why and whither8 ,god knows all2 ,i only know that he is good1 ,and that whatever may befall1 ,or here or there1 must be the best that could4 ,for ,he is merciful as just2 ,and so1 by faith correcting sight1 ,i bow before his will1 and trust ,howe'er they seem he doeth all things right4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,not ,,knowing ,i know not what shall befall me2 ,god hangs a mist o'er my eyes1 ,and thus each step of my onward path ,he makes new scenes to rise1 ,and every joy he sends me comes ,as a sweet and glad surprise4 ,i see not a step before me ,as ,i tread on another year2 ,but the past is in ,god's keeping1 ,the future his mercy shall clear1 ,and what looks dark in the distance ,may brighten as ,i draw near4 ,for perhaps the dreaded future ,is less bitter than ,i think2 ,the ,lord may sweeten the waters ,before ,i stoop to drink1 ,or1 if ,marah must be ,marah1 ,he will stand beside its brink4 ,it may be he keeps waiting ,till the coming of my feet ,some gift of such rare blessedness1 ,some joy so strangely sweet1 ,that my lips shall only tremble ,with the thanks they cannot speak4 ,o restful1 blissful ignorance6 ',tis blessed not to know1 ,it stills me in those mighty arms ,which will not let me go1 ,and hushes my soul to rest ,on the bosom which loves me so6 ,so ,i go on not knowing2 ,i would not if ,i might2 ,i would rather walk in the dark with ,god ,than go alone in the light2 ,i would rather walk with him by faith1 ,than walk alone by sight4 ,my heart shrinks back from trials ,which the future may disclose1 ,yet ,i never had a sorrow ,but what the dear ,lord chose2 ,so ,i send the coming tears back ,with the whispered word1 ,he knows4 --,mary ,gardner ,brainard4 ,trust is truer than our fears1 ,runs the legend through the moss2 ,gain is not in added years1 ,nor in death is loss4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,confido ,,et ,,conquiesco ,fret not1 poor soul2 while doubt and fear ,disturb thy breast1 ,the pitying angels1 who can see ,how vain thy wild regret must be1 ,say1 ,trust and ,rest4 ,plan not1 nor scheme1 but calmly wait2 ,his choice is best2 ,while blind and erring is thy sight ,his wisdom sees and judges right2 ,so ,trust and ,rest4 ,strive not1 nor struggle2 thy poor might ,can never wrest ,the meanest thing to serve thy will2 ,all power is his alone4 ,be still1 ,and ,trust and ,rest4 ,desire thou not2 self-love is strong ,within thy breast1 ,and yet he loves thee better still3 ,so let him do his loving will1 ,and ,trust and ,rest4 ,what dost thou fear8 ,his wisdom reigns ,supreme confessed2 ,his power is infinite2 his love ,thy deepest1 fondest dreams above6 ,so ,trust and ,rest4 --,adelaide ,anne ,procter4 ,,be ,,careful ,,for ,,nothing ,my spirit on thy care1 ,blest ,saviour1 ,i recline2 ,thou wilt not leave me to despair1 ,for thou art ,love divine4 ,in ,thee ,i place my trust1 ,on thee ,i calmly rest2 ,i know thee good1 ,i know thee just1 ,and count thy choice the best4 ,whate'er events betide1 ,thy will they all perform2 ,safe in thy breast my head ,i hide1 ,nor fear the coming storm4 ,let good or ill befall1 ,it must be good for me2 ,secure of having thee in all1 ,of having all in thee4 --,henry ,f4 ,lyte4 ,,in ,,him ,,confiding ,sometimes a light surprises ,the ,christian while he sings2 ,it is the ,lord who rises ,with healing on his wings4 ,when comforts are declining ,he grants the soul again ,a season of clear shining1 ,to cheer it after rain4 ,in holy contemplation ,we sweetly then pursue ,the theme of ,god's salvation1 ,and find it ever new4 ,set free from present sorrow1 ,we cheerfully can say1 ,let the unknown to-morrow ,bring with it what it may4 ,it can bring with it nothing ,but ,he will bear us through2 ,who gives the lilies clothing1 ,will clothe his people too4 ,beneath the spreading heavens ,no creature but is fed2 ,and ,he who feeds the ravens ,will give his children bread4 ,though vine nor fig tree neither ,their wonted fruit should bear1 ,though all the fields should wither1 ,nor flocks nor herds be there2 ,yet ,god the same abiding1 ,his praise shall tune my voice2 ,for while in him confiding1 ,i cannot but rejoice4 --,william ,cowper4 ,,trusting ,,god ,whoever plants a leaf beneath the sod1 ,and waits to see it push away the clod1 ,he trusts in ,god4 ,whoever says1 when clouds are in the sky1 ,be patient1 heart2 light breaketh by and by1 ,he trusts in ,god4 ,whoever sees 'neath winter's field of snow ,the silent harvest of the future grow1 ,god's power must know4 ,whoever lies down on his couch to sleep1 ,content to lock each sense in slumber deep1 ,knows ,god will keep4 ,,trust ,,in ,,god ,the child leans on its parent's breast1 ,leaves there its cares and is at rest2 ,the bird sits singing by his nest1 ,and tells aloud ,his trust in ,god1 and so is blest ',neath every cloud4 ,he has no store1 he sows no seed2 ,yet sings aloud1 and doth not heed2 ,by flowing stream or grassy mead1 ,he sings to shame ,men1 who forget1 in fear of need1 ,a ,father's name4 ,the heart that trusts for ever sings1 ,and feels as light as it had wings2 ,a well of peace within it springs2 ,come good or ill4 ,whate'er to-day1 to-morrow1 brings1 ,it is his will4 --,isaac ,williams4 ,,no ,,fears ,give to the winds thy fears2 ,hope1 and be undismayed2 ,god hears thy sighs and counts thy tears2 ,god shall lift up thy head4 ,through waves1 and clouds1 and storms1 ,he gently clears thy way2 ,wait thou his time1 so shall this night ,soon end in joyous day4 ,still heavy is thy heart8 ,still sink thy spirits down8 ,cast off the weight1 let fear depart1 ,and every care be gone4 ,what though thou rulest not8 ,yet heaven1 and earth1 and hell ,proclaim1 ,god sitteth on the throne1 ,and ruleth all things well4 ,leave to his sovereign sway ,to choose and to command3 ,so shalt thou1 wondering1 own his way1 ,how wise1 how strong his hand6 ,far1 far above thy thought1 ,his counsel shall appear1 ,when fully he the work hath wrought ,that caused thy needless fear4 --,paul ,gerhardt4 ,,simple ,,trust ,i do not know why sin abounds ,within this world so fair1 ,why numerous discordant sounds ,destroy the heavenly air-- ,i can't explain this thing1 ,i must ,rely on ,god in simple trust4 ,i do not know why pain and loss ,oft fall unto my lot4 ,why ,i must bear the heavy cross ,when ,i desire it not-- ,i do not know1 unless 'tis just ,to teach my soul in ,god to trust4 ,i know not why the evil seems ,supreme on every hand3 ,why suffering flows in endless streams ,i do not understand-- ,solution comes not to adjust ,these mysteries4 ,i can but trust4 ,i do not know why grief's dark cloud ,bedims my sunny sky1 ,the tear of bitterness allowed ,to swell within my eye-- ,but1 sorrow-stricken to the dust1 ,i will look up to ,god and trust4 --,r4 ,f4 ,mayer4 ,,all ,,is ,,yours ,o foolish heart1 be still6 ,and vex thyself no more6 ,wait thou for ,god1 until ,he open pleasure's door4 ,thou knowest not what is good for thee1 ,but ,god doth know-- ,let him thy strong reliance be1 ,and rest thee so4 ,he counted all my days1 ,and every joy and tear1 ,ere ,i knew how to praise1 ,or even had learned to fear4 ,before ,i him my ,father knew ,he called me child2 ,his help has guarded me all through ,this weary wild4 ,the least of all my cares ,is not to him unknown-- ,he sees and he prepares ,the pathway for his own2 ,and what his hand assigns to me1 ,that serves my peace2 ,the greatest burden it might be1 ,yet joys increase4 ,i live no more for earth2 ,nor seek my full joy here2 ,the world seems little worth ,when heaven is shining clear4 ,yet joyfully ,i go my way ,so free1 so blest6 ,sweetening my toil from day to day ,with thoughts of rest4 ,give me1 my ,lord1 whate'er ,will bind my heart to thee2 ,for that ,i make my prayer1 ,and know thou hearest me6 ,but all that might keep back my soul-- ,make thee forgot-- ,though of earth-good it were the whole1 ,o give it not6 ,when sickness1 pains1 distress1 ,and want doth follow fear1 ,and men their hate express1 ,my sky shall still be clear4 ,then wait ,i1 ,lord1 and wait for thee2 ,and ,i am still1 ,though mine should unaccomplished be1 ,do thou thy will6 ,thou art the strength and stay ,of every weary soul2 ,thy wisdom rules the way ,thy pity does control4 ,what ill can happen unto me ,when thou art near8 ,thou wilt1 ,o ,god1 my keeper be2 ,i will not fear4 --,christian ,f4 ,gellert 7#agae-agfi74 ,i ,,shall ,,not ,,want ,i shall not want3 in desert wilds ,thou spreadst thy table for thy child2 ,while grace in streams1 for thirsting souls1 ,through earth and heaven forever rolls4 ,i shall not want3 my darkest night ,thy lovely smile shall fill with light2 ,while promises around me bloom1 ,and cheer me with divine perfume4 ,i shall not want3 thy righteousness ,my soul shall clothe with glorious dress2 ,my blood-washed robe shall be more fair ,than garments kings or angels wear4 ,i shall not want3 whate'er is good ,of daily bread or angels' food ,shall to my ,father's child be sure1 ,so long as earth and heaven endure4 --,charles ,f4 ,deems4 ,,no ,,cares ,o ,lord6 how happy should we be ,if we could leave our cares to thee2 ,if we from self could rest1 ,and feel at heart that ,one above1 ,in perfect wisdom1 perfect love1 ,is working for the best4 ,for when we kneel and cast our care ,upon our ,god1 in humble prayer1 ,with strengthened souls we rise2 ,sure that our ,father1 who is nigh ,to hear the ravens when they cry1 ,will hear his children's cries4 ,how far from this our daily life2 ,how oft disturbed by anxious strife1 ,by sudden wild alarm6 ,o could we but relinquish all ,our earthly props and simply fall ,on thine ,almighty arms6 ,we cannot trust him as we should1 ,so chafes weak nature's restless mood ,to cast its peace away2 ,but birds and flowers around us preach ,all1 all1 the present evil teach1 ,sufficient for the day4 ,o may these anxious hearts of ours ,the lesson learn from birds and flowers1 ,and learn from self to cease1 ,leave all things to our ,father's will1 ,and1 in his mercy trusting1 still ,find in each trial peace4 --,joseph ,anstice4 ,,care ,,cast ,,on ,,god ,lord1 ,i delight in thee1 ,and on thy care depend2 ,to thee in every trouble flee1 ,my best1 my only ,friend4 ,when nature's streams are dried ,thy fullness is the same2 ,with this will ,i be satisfied1 ,and glory in thy name4 ,who made my heaven secure ,will here all good provide2 ,while ,christ is rich can ,i be poor8 ,what can ,i want beside8 ,i cast my care on thee2 ,i triumph and adore2 ,henceforth my great concern shall be ,to love and please thee more4 --,john ,ryland4 ,,god ,,knows ,,all ,nay1 all by ,thee is ordered1 chosen1 planned2 ,each drop that fills my daily cup2 thy hand ,prescribes for ills none else can understand4 ,all1 all is known to thee4 ,be trustful1 be steadfast1 whatever betide thee1 ,only one thing do thou ask of the ,lord-- ,grace to go forward wherever he guide thee1 ,simply believing the truth of his word4 ,whatsoe'er our lot may be1 ,calmly in this thought we'll rest ,could we see as thou dost see ,we should choose it as the best4 --,eliza ,cleghorn ,gaskell4 ,o ,,for ,a ,,perfect ,,trust ,o for the peace of a perfect trust1 ,my loving ,god1 in thee2 ,unwavering faith1 that never doubts1 ,thou choosest best for me4 ,best1 though my plans be all upset2 ,best1 though the way be rough2 ,best1 though my earthly store be scant2 ,in thee ,i have enough4 ,best1 though my health and strength be gone1 ,though weary days be mine1 ,shut out from much that others have2 ,not my will1 ,lord1 but thine6 ,and even though disappointments come1 ,they1 too1 are best for me-- ,to wean me from this changing world ,and lead me nearer thee4 ,o for the peace of a perfect trust ,that looks away from all2 ,that sees thy hand in everything1 ,in great events or small2 ,that hears thy voice--a ,father's voice-- ,directing for the best2 ,o for the peace of a perfect trust1 ,a heart with thee at rest6 ,a ,,song ,,of ,,trust ,i cannot always see the way that leads ,to heights above2 ,i sometimes quite forget that he leads on ,with hands of love2 ,but yet ,i know the path must lead me to ,immanuel's land1 ,and when ,i reach life's summit ,i shall know ,and understand4 ,i cannot always trace the onward course ,my ship must take1 ,but1 looking backward1 ,i behold afar ,its shining wake ,illumined with ,god's light of love2 and so ,i onward go1 ,in perfect trust that he who holds the helm ,the course must know4 ,i cannot always see the plan on which ,he builds my life2 ,for oft the sound of hammers1 blow on blow1 ,the noise of strife1 ,confuse me till ,i quite forget he knows ,and oversees1 ,and that in all details with his good plan ,my life agrees4 ,i cannot always know and understand ,the ,master's rule2 ,i cannot always do the tasks he gives ,in life's hard school2 ,but ,i am learning1 with his help1 to solve ,them one by one1 ,and1 when ,i cannot understand1 to say1 ,thy will be done4 --,gertrude ,benedict ,custis4 ,,all ,,is ,,well ,the clouds which rise with thunder slake ,our thirsty souls with rain2 ,the blow most dreaded falls to break ,from off our limbs a chain2 ,and wrongs of man to man but make ,the love of ,god more plain4 ,as through the shadowy lens of even ,the eye looks farthest into heaven-- ,on gleams of star and depths of blue ,the glaring sunshine never knew4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,choose ,,for ,,us1 ,,god ,still will we trust1 though earth seem dark and dreary1 ,and the heart faint beneath his chastening rod2 ,though rough and steep our pathway1 worn and weary1 ,still will we trust in ,god4 ,our eyes see dimly till by faith anointed1 ,and our blind choosing brings us grief and pain2 ,through him alone who hath our way appointed1 ,we find our peace again4 ,choose for us1 ,god6 nor let our weak preferring ,cheat our poor souls of good thou hast designed2 ,choose for us1 ,god6 thy wisdom is unerring1 ,and we are fools and blind4 ,let us press on in patient self-denial1 ,accept the hardship1 shrink not from the loss2 ,our portion lies beyond the hour of trial1 ,our crown beyond the cross4 --,william ,h4 ,burleigh4 ,,all ,,things ,,work ,,good ,with strength of righteous purpose in the heart ,what cause to fear for consequence of deed8 ,god guideth then1 not we2 nor do we need ,to care for aught but that we play our part4 ,most simple trust is often highest art4 ,the issue we would fly may be a seed ,ordained by ,god to bear our souls a meed ,of peace that no self-judging could impart4 ,all things work good for him who trusteth ,god6 ,doth ,god not love us with a longing love ,to make us happy1 and hath he not sight ,from end to end of our short earthly road8 ,this1 ,lord1 ,i hold--aye1 know that thou wouldst move ,the world to lead one trusting soul aright4 --,edward ,harding4 ,,religious ,,infidels ,how many chatterers of a creed ,think doubt the gravest sin1 ,unmindful of her double birth-- ,for worry is her twin4 ,ah6 ,christian atheism seems ,the most insulting kind1 ,for1 though the tongue says1 ,god is love1 ,the heart is deaf and blind4 ,how he who marks the sparrow's fall ,must be aggrieved to see ,these loud lip-champions manifest ,such infidelity6 ,each fretful line upon their brow1 ,dug by the plow of care1 ,is treason to their pledge of faith ,and satire on their prayer4 ,o just to hold1 without one fear1 ,the strong1 warm ,hand above1 ,with orthodoxy of the heart-- ,the childlike creed of love6 ,none such can be a heretic2 ,nay1 only he forsooth ,who lives the falsity of doubt1 ,but prates the cant of truth4 --,frederic ,lawrence ,knowles4 ,worry and ,fret were two little men ,that knocked at my door again and again4 ,o pray let us in1 but to tarry a night1 ,and we will be off with the dawning of light4 ,at last1 moved to pity1 ,i opened the door ,to shelter these travelers1 hungry and poor2 ,but when on the morrow ,i bade them ,adieu1 ,they said1 quite unmoved1 ,we'll tarry with you4 ,and1 deaf to entreaty and callous to threat1 ,these troublesome guests abide with me yet4 ,yet1 in the maddening maze of things1 ,and tossed by storm and flood1 ,to one fixed trust my spirit clings3 ,i know that ,god is good6 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,make ,,thy ,,way ,,mine ,father1 hold thou my hand2 ,the way is steep2 ,i cannot see the path my feet must keep1 ,i cannot tell1 so dark the tangled way1 ,where next to step4 ,o stay2 ,come close2 take both my hands in thine2 ,make thy way mine6 ,lead me4 ,i may not stay2 ,i must move on2 but oh1 the way6 ,i must be brave and go1 ,step forward in the dark1 nor know ,if ,i shall reach the goal at all-- ,if ,i shall fall4 ,take thou my hand4 ,take it6 ,thou knowest best ,how ,i should go1 and all the rest ,i cannot1 cannot see3 ,lead me3 ,i hold my hands to thee2 ,i own no will but thine2 ,make thy way mine6 ,,my ,,psalm ,all as ,god wills1 who wisely heeds ,to give or to withhold2 ,and knoweth more of all my needs ,than all my prayers have told6 ,enough that blessings undeserved ,have marked my erring track2 ,that wheresoe'er my feet have swerved ,his chastening turned me back2 ,that more and more a ,providence ,of love is understood1 ,making the springs of time and sense ,sweet with eternal good2 ,that death seems but a covered way ,which opens into light1 ,wherein no blinded child can stray ,beyond the ,father's sight4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,what most you wish and long for ,might only bring you pain2 ,you cannot see the future1 ,god's purpose to explain4 ,so trust1 faint heart1 thy ,master6 ,he doeth all things well1 ,he loveth more than heart can guess1 ,and more than tongue can tell4 ,,better ,,trust ,better trust all and be deceived1 ,and weep that trust and that deceiving1 ,than doubt one heart that1 if believed1 ,had blest one's life with true believing4 ,oh1 in this mocking world too fast ,the doubting fiend o'ertakes our youth2 ,better be cheated to the last ,than lose the blessed hope of truth4 --,frances ,anne ,kemble4 ,be patient2 keep thy life-work ,well in hand2 ,be trustful where thou canst not ,understand2 ,thy lot1 whate'er it be1 is ,wisely planned2 ,whate'er its mysteries1 ,god holds the key2 ,thou well canst trust him1 and bide patiently4 ,there is never a day so dreary ,but ,god can make it bright2 ,and unto the soul that trusts him ,he giveth songs in the night4 ,there is never a path so hidden ,but ,god will show the way1 ,if we seek the ,spirit's guidance ,and patiently watch and pray4 ,build a little fence of trust ,around to-day2 ,fill the space with loving deeds1 ,and therein stay4 ,look not through the sheltering bars ,upon to-morrow2 ,god will help thee bear what comes ,of joy or sorrow4 --,mary ,frances ,butts4 ,on ,god for all events depend2 ,you cannot want when ,god's your friend4 ,weigh well your part and do your best2 ,leave to your ,maker all the rest4 --,cotton4 ,,our ,,strong ,,stay ,then1 ,o my soul1 be ne'er afraid2 ,on him who thee and all things made ,with calm reliance rest2 ,whate'er may come1 where'er we go1 ,our ,father in the heavens must know ,in all things what is best4 --,paul ,fleming4 ,if the wren can cling ,to a spray a-swing ,in the mad ,may wind1 and sing and sing ,as if she'd burst for joy-- ,why cannot ,i ,contented lie ,in his quiet arms1 beneath his sky1 ,unmoved by life's annoy4 --,robert ,haven ,schauffler4 ,be like the bird that1 halting in her flight ,awhile on boughs too slight1 ,feels them give way beneath her and yet sings-- ,knowing that she hath wings4 --,victor ,hugo4 ,let not your heart be troubled1 ,jesus said2 ,let not your heart be troubled or afraid4 ,my peace into your hands ,i freely give2 ,trust in your ,god1 and in his precepts live4 ,thunder1 lightning1 fire and rain1 ,poverty1 sorrow1 loss and gain1 ,death and heaven1 and earth and hell1 ,for us must work together well4 ,with patient course thy path of duty run ,god nothing does1 or suffers to be done1 ,but thou wouldst do the same if thou couldst see ,the end of all events as well as he4 ,i welcome all thy sovereign will1 ,for all that will is love2 ,and when ,i know not what thou dost1 ,i wait the light above4 ,,god',s ,,care ,,providence1 ,,god',s ,,knowledge ,,and ,,beneficence ,,consider ,,the ,,ravens ,lord1 according to thy words1 ,i have considered thy birds2 ,and ,i find their life good1 ,and better1 the better understood2 ,sowing neither corn nor wheat ,they have all that they can eat2 ,reaping no more than they sow ,they have more than they could stow2 ,having neither barn nor store1 ,hungry again they eat more4 ,considering1 ,i see too that they ,have a busy life1 but plenty of play2 ,in the earth they dig their bills deep1 ,and work well1 though they do not heap2 ,then to play in the way they are not loth1 ,and their nests between are better than both4 ,but this is when there blow no storms1 ,when berries are plenty in winter1 and worms1 ,when feathers are rife1 with oil enough ,to keep the cold out and send the rain off2 ,if there come1 indeed1 a long1 hard frost1 ,then it looks as though thy birds were lost4 ,but ,i consider further and find ,a hungry bird has a free mind2 ,he is hungry to-day1 but not to-morrow1 ,steals no comfort1 no grief doth borrow2 ,this moment is his1 thy will hath said it1 ,the next is nothing till ,thou hast made it4 ,the bird has pain1 but has no fear-- ,which is the worst of any gear2 ,when cold and hunger and harm betide him1 ,he does not take them and stuff inside him2 ,content with the day's ill he has got1 ,he waits just1 nor haggles with his lot2 ,neither jumbles ,god's will ,with driblets from his own still4 ,but next ,i see1 in my endeavor1 ,the birds here do not live forever2 ,that cold or hunger1 sickness or age1 ,finishes their earthly stage2 ,the rooks drop in cold nights1 ,leaving all their wrongs and rights2 ,birds lie here and birds lie there ,with their feathers all astare2 ,and in thine own sermon1 thou ,that the sparrow falls dost allow4 ,it shall not cause me any alarm1 ,for neither so comes the bird to harm1 ,seeing our ,father1 thou hast said1 ,is by the sparrow's dying bed2 ,therefore it is a blessed place1 ,and a sharer in high grace4 ,it cometh therefore to this1 ,lord3 ,i have considered thy word2 ,and henceforth will be thy bird4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,,god ,,keeps ,,his ,,own ,i do not know whether my future lies ,through calm or storm2 ,whether the way is strewn with broken ties1 ,or friendships warm4 ,this much ,i know3 ,whate'er the pathway trod1 ,all else unknown1 ,i shall be guided safely on1 for ,god ,will keep his own4 ,clouds may obscure the sky1 and drenching rain ,wear channels deep2 ,and haggard want1 with all her bitter train1 ,make angels weep4 ,and those ,i love the best1 beneath the sod ,may sleep alone2 ,but through it all ,i shall be led1 for ,god ,will keep his own4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,,care ,,thou ,,for ,,me ,care ,thou for me6 ,let me not care6 ,too weak am ,i1 dear ,lord1 to bear ,the heavy burdens of the day2 ,and oft ,i walk with craven feet ,upon life's rough and toilsome way2 ,how sweet to feel1 how passing sweet1 ,thy watchful presence everywhere6 ,care ,thou for me6 ,let me not care6 ,care ,thou for me6 ,why should ,i care1 ,and looks of gloomy sadness wear1 ,and fret because ,i cannot see 7,thy wisdom doth ordain it so7 ,the path thou hast marked out for me8 ,my ,father's plan is best1 ,i know1 ,it will be light1 sometime--somewhere-- ,care thou for me6 ,why should ,i care8 ,care ,thou for me6 ,let me not care6 ,this1 each new day1 shall be my prayer2 ,thou1 who canst read my inmost heart1 ,dost know ,i am exceeding frail2 ,both just and merciful thou art1 ,whose loving kindness ne'er shall fail2 ,my human nature thou wilt spare2 ,care ,thou for me6 ,i will not care6 ,,the ,,sparrow ,i am only a little sparrow1 ,a bird of low degree2 ,my life is of little value1 ,but the dear ,lord cares for me4 ,he gave me a coat of feathers2 ,it is very plain1 ,i know1 ,with never a speck of crimson1 ,for it was not made for show1 ,but it keeps me warm in winter1 ,and it shields me from the rain2 ,were it bordered with gold or purple ,perhaps it would make me vain4 ,i have no barn or storehouse1 ,i neither sow nor reap2 ,god gives me a sparrow's portion1 ,but never a seed to keep4 ,if my meal is sometimes scanty1 ,close picking makes it sweet2 ,i have always enough to feed me1 ,and life is more than meat4 ,i know there are many sparrows1 ,all over the world we are found2 ,but our heavenly ,father knoweth ,when one of us falls to the ground4 ,though small1 we are not forgotten2 ,though weak we are never afraid2 ,for we know that the dear ,lord keepeth ,the life of the creatures he made4 ,,he ,,knoweth ,,all ,the twilight falls1 the night is near1 ,i fold my work away ,and kneel to ,one who bends to hear ,the story of the day4 ,the old1 old story1 yet ,i kneel ,to tell it at thy call2 ,and cares grow lighter as ,i feel ,that ,jesus knows them all4 ,yes1 all6 ,the morning and the night1 ,the joy1 the grief1 the loss1 ,the roughened path1 the sunbeam bright1 ,the hourly thorn and cross-- ,thou knowest all2 ,i lean my head1 ,my weary eyelids close1 ,content and glad awhile to tread ,this path1 since ,jesus knows6 ,and he has loved me6 ,all my heart ,with answering love is stirred1 ,and every anguished pain and smart ,finds healing in the ,word4 ,so here ,i lay me down to rest1 ,as nightly shadows fall1 ,and lean1 confiding1 on his breast1 ,who knows and pities all6 ,if to ,jesus for relief ,my soul has fled by prayer1 ,why should ,i give way to grief ,or heart-consuming care8 ,while ,i know his providence ,disposes each event ,shall ,i judge by feeble sense1 ,and yield to discontent8 ,sparrows if he kindly feed1 ,and verdure clothe in rich array4 ,can he see a child in need1 ,and turn his eyes away8 ,,he ,,never ,,forgets ,nay1 nay1 do not tell me that ,god will not hear me4 ,i know he is high over all1 ,yet ,i know just as well that he always is near me ,and never forgets me at all4 ,he shows not his face1 for its glory would blind me1 ,yet ,i walk on my way unafraid2 ,though lost in the desert ,he surely would find me ,his angels would come to my aid4 ,he sits on his throne in the wonderful city1 ,and ,i--,i am ashes and dust6 ,yet ,i am at rest in ,his wonderful pity1 ,and ,i in his promises trust4 ,he lighteth the stars1 and they shine in their places2 ,he maketh his sun like a flame2 ,but better and brighter to ,him are the faces ,of mortals that call on his name4 ,nay1 nay6 do not tell me that1 wrapped in his glory4 ,he hears not my voice when ,i cry2 ,he made me6 ,he loves me6 ,he knows all my story6 ,i shall look on his face by and by6 ,,the ,,sure ,,refuge ,o ,i know the ,hand that is guiding me ,through the shadow to the light2 ,and ,i know that all betiding me ,is meted out aright4 ,i know that the thorny path ,i tread ,is ruled with a golden line2 ,and ,i know that the darker life's tangled thread ,the brighter the rich design4 ,when faints and fails each wilderness hope1 ,and the lamp of faith burns dim1 ,o6 ,i know where to find the honey drop ,on the bitter chalice brim4 ,for ,i see1 though veiled from my mortal sight1 ,god's plan is all complete2 ,though the darkness at present be not light1 ,and the bitter be not sweet4 ,i can wait till the dayspring shall overflow ,the night of pain and care2 ,for ,i know there's a blessing for every woe1 ,a promise for every prayer4 ,yes1 ,i feel that the ,hand which is holding me ,will ever hold me fast2 ,and the strength of the arms that are folding me ,will keep me to the last4 ,,following ,as ,god leads me will ,i go1 ,nor choose my way4 ,let him choose the joy or woe ,of every day2 ,they cannot hurt my soul1 ,because in his control2 ,i leave to him the whole-- ,his children may4 ,as ,god leads me ,i am still ,within his hand2 ,though his purpose my self-will ,doth oft withstand2 ,yet ,i wish that none ,but his will be done ,till the end be won ,that he hath planned4 ,as ,god leads ,i am content2 ,he will take care6 ,all things by his will are sent ,that ,i must bear2 ,to him ,i take my fear1 ,my wishes1 while ,i'm here2 ,the way will all seem clear1 ,when ,i am there6 ,as ,god leads me it is mine ,to follow him2 ,soon all shall wonderfully shine ,which now seems dim4 ,fulfilled be his decree6 ,what he shall choose for me ,that shall my portion be1 ,up to the brim6 ,as ,god leads me so my heart ,in faith shall rest4 ,no grief nor fear my soul shall part ,from ,jesus' breast4 ,in sweet belief ,i know ,what way my life doth go-- ,since ,god permitteth so-- ,that must be best4 --,l4 ,gedicke4 ,,your ,,heavenly ,,father ,,knoweth ,there are two words of light divine ,that fall upon this heart of mine1 ,that thrill me in the hour of gain1 ,that still me in the hour of pain3 ,two words endued with magic power1 ,sufficient unto any hour-- ,he knows4 ,as summer breezes1 cool and sweet1 ,bring rest1 relief from toil and heat2 ,as showers1 needed as they fall1 ,renew1 refresh and comfort all2 ,so to my feverish heart is given ,this loving message1 fresh from heaven3 ,he knows4 ,my fainting heart finds strength in this1 ,my hungry heart here seeks its bliss2 ,here angry billows never surge1 ,here death can never sing its dirge2 ,my rising fears1 with murmuring fraught1 ,find sudden calm beneath this thought3 ,he knows4 ,o lullaby for children grown6 ,o nectar sweet for lips that moan6 ,o balm to stricken hearts oppressed6 ,o pillow where worn heads may rest6 ,all joy1 all comfort in thee meet1 ,o blessed words1 surpassing sweet1 ,he knows4 ,,fear ,,not ,don't you trouble trouble ,till trouble troubles you4 ,don't you look for trouble2 ,let trouble look for you4 ,don't you borrow sorrow2 ,you'll surely have your share4 ,he who dreams of sorrow ,will find that sorrow's there4 ,don't you hurry worry ,by worrying lest it come4 ,to flurry is to worry1 ',twill miss you if you're mum4 ,if care you've got to carry ,wait till 'tis at the door2 ,for he who runs to meet it ,takes up the load before4 ,if minding will not mend it1 ,then better not to mind2 ,the best thing is to end it-- ,just leave it all behind4 ,who feareth hath forsaken ,the ,heavenly ,father's side2 ,what he hath undertaken ,he surely will provide4 ,the very birds reprove thee ,with all their happy song2 ,the very flowers teach thee ,that fretting is a wrong4 ,cheer up1 the sparrow chirpeth1 ,thy ,father feedeth me2 ,think how much more he careth1 ,o lonely child1 for thee6 ,fear not1 the flowers whisper2 ,since thus he hath arrayed ,the buttercup and daisy1 ,how canst thou be afraid8 ,then don't you trouble trouble1 ,till trouble troubles you2 ,you'll only double trouble1 ,and trouble others too4 ,,he ,,leads ,,us ,,on ,he leads us on ,by paths we did not know2 ,upward he leads us1 though our steps be slow1 ,though oft we faint and falter on the way1 ,though storms and darkness oft obscure the day1 ,yet when the clouds are gone ,we know he leads us on4 ,he leads us on4 ,through all the unquiet years2 ,past all our dreamland hopes1 and doubts1 and fears1 ,he guides our steps4 ,through all the tangled maze ,of sin1 of sorrow1 and o'erclouded days ,we know his will is done2 ,and still he leads us on4 ,and he1 at last1 ,after the weary strife-- ,after the restless fever we call life-- ,after the dreariness1 the aching pain1 ,the wayward struggles which have proved in vain1 ,after our toils are past1 ,will give us rest at last4 ,,the ,,devil ,,is ,a ,,fool ,saint ,dominic1 the glory of the schools1 ,writing1 one day1 ,the ,inquisition's rules1 ,stopt1 when the evening came1 for want of light4 ,the devils1 who below from morn till night1 ,well pleased1 had seen his work1 exclaimed with sorrow1 ,something he will forget before to-morrow6 ,one zealous imp flew upward from the place1 ,and stood before him1 with an angel face4 ,i come1 said he1 sent from ,god's ,realm of ,peace1 ,to light you1 lest your holy labors cease4 ,well pleased1 the saint wrote on with careful pen4 ,the candle was consumed2 the devil then ,lighted his thumb2 the saint1 quite undisturbed1 ,finished his treatise to the final word4 ,then he looked up1 and started with affright2 ,for lo6 the thumb blazed with a lurid light4 ,your thumb is burned6 said he4 ,the child of sin ,changed to his proper form1 and with a grin ,said1 ,i will quench it in the martyrs' blood ,your book will cause to flow--a crimson flood6 ,triumphantly the fiend returned to hell ,and told his story4 ,satan said1 ',tis well6 ,your aim was good1 but foolish was the deed2 ,for blood of martyrs is the ,church's seed4 --,herder1 tr4 by ,james ,freeman ,clarke4 ,,providence ,we all acknowledge both thy power and love ,to be exact1 transcendent1 and divine2 ,who dost so strongly and so sweetly move1 ,while all things have their will1 yet none but thine1 ,for either thy command or thy permission ,lay hands on all3 they are thy right and left3 ,the first puts on with speed and expedition2 ,the other curbs sin's stealing pace and theft4 ,nothing escapes them both2 all must appear ,and be disposed and dressed and tuned by thee1 ,who sweetly temperest all4 ,if we could hear ,thy skill and art what music would it be6 ,thou art in small things great1 nor small in any2 ,thy even praise can neither rise nor fall4 ,thou art in all things one1 in each thing many2 ,for thou art infinite in one and all4 --,george ,herbert4 ,,the ,,mysterious ,,way ,god moves in a mysterious way ,his wonders to perform2 ,he plants his footsteps in the sea ,and rides upon the storm4 ,deep in unfathomable mines ,of never-failing skill1 ,he treasures up his bright designs ,and works his sovereign will4 ,ye fearful saints1 fresh courage take3 ,the clouds ye so much dread ,are big with mercy1 and shall break ,in blessings on your head4 ,judge not the ,lord by feeble sense1 ,but trust him for his grace2 ,behind a frowning providence ,he hides a smiling face4 ,his purposes will ripen fast1 ,unfolding every hour2 ,the bud may have a bitter taste1 ,but sweet will be the flower4 ,blind unbelief is sure to err1 ,and scan his work in vain2 ,god is his own interpreter1 ,and he will make it plain4 --,william ,cowper4 ,,disappointment ,our yet unfinished story ,is tending all to this3 ,to ,god the greatest glory1 ,to us the greatest bliss4 ,if all things work together ,for ends so grand and blest1 ,what need to wonder whether ,each in itself is best6 ,if some things were omitted1 ,or altered as we would1 ,the whole might be unfitted ,to work for perfect good4 ,our plans may be disjointed1 ,but we may calmly rest2 ,what ,god has once appointed1 ,is better than our best4 ,we cannot see before us1 ,but our all-seeing ,friend ,is always watching o'er us1 ,and knows the very end4 ,what though we seem to stumble8 ,he will not let us fall2 ,and learning to be humble ,is not lost time at all4 ,what though we fondly reckoned ,a smoother way to go ,than where his hand hath beckoned8 ,it will be better so4 ,what only seemed a barrier ,a stepping-stone shall be2 ,our ,god is no long tarrier1 ,a present help is he4 ,and when amid our blindness ,his disappointments fall1 ,we trust his loving-kindness ,whose wisdom sends them all2 ,the discord that involveth ,some startling change of key1 ,the ,master's hand revolveth ,in richest harmony4 ,then tremble not1 and shrink not1 ,when disappointment nears2 ,be trustful still1 and think not ,to realize all fears4 ,while we are meekly kneeling ,we shall behold her rise1 ,our ,father's love revealing1 ,an angel in disguise4 --,frances ,ridley ,havergal4 ,,god',s ,,care ,not a brooklet floweth ,onward to the sea1 ,not a sunbeam gloweth ,on its bosom free1 ,not a seed unfoldeth ,to the glorious air1 ,but our ,father holdeth ,it within his care4 ,not a floweret fadeth1 ,not a star grows dim1 ,not a cloud o'ershadeth1 ,but 'tis marked by him4 ,dream not that thy gladness ,god doth fail to see2 ,think not in thy sadness ,he forgetteth thee4 ,not a tie is broken1 ,not a hope laid low1 ,not a farewell spoken1 ,but our ,god doth know4 ,every hair is numbered1 ,every tear is weighed ,in the changeless balance ,wisest ,love has made4 ,power eternal resteth ,in his changeless hand2 ,love immortal hasteth ,swift at his command1 ,faith can firmly trust him ,in the darkest hour1 ,for the keys she holdeth ,to his love and power4 ,i ,,will ,,abide ,,in ,,thine ,,house ,among so many can he care8 ,can special love be everywhere8 ,a myriad homes--a myriad ways-- ,and ,god's eye over every place8 ,over2 but in8 ,the world is full2 ,a grand omnipotence must rule2 ,but is there life that doth abide ,with mine own1 loving1 side by side8 ,so many1 and so wide abroad2 ,can any heart have all of ,god8 ,from the great spaces vague and dim1 ,may one small household gather him8 ,i asked2 my soul bethought of this3 ,in just that very place of his ,where he hath put and keepeth you1 ,god hath no other thing to do4 --,adeline ,dutton ,train ,whitney4 ,,constant ,,care ,how gentle ,god's commands6 ,how kind his precepts are6 ,come1 cast your burdens on the ,lord1 ,and trust his constant care4 ,beneath his watchful eye ,his saints securely dwell2 ,that hand which bears all nature up ,shall guard his children well4 ,why should this anxious load ,press down your weary mind8 ,haste to your heavenly ,father's throne ,and sweet refreshment find4 ,his goodness stands approved1 ,unchanged from day to day2 ,i'll drop my burden at his feet1 ,and bear a song away4 --,philip ,doddridge4 ,,thou ,,knowest ,thou knowest1 ,lord1 the weariness and sorrow ,of the sad heart that comes to thee for rest4 ,cares of to-day and burdens for to-morrow1 ,blessings implored1 and sins to be confest1 ,i come before thee1 at thy gracious word1 ,and lay them at thy feet4 ,thou knowest1 ,lord6 ,thou knowest all the past--how long and blindly ,on the dark mountains the lost wanderer strayed1 ,how the good ,shepherd followed1 and how kindly ,he bore it home upon his shoulders laid1 ,and healed the bleeding wounds1 and soothed the pain1 ,and brought back life1 and hope1 and strength again4 ,thou knowest all the present--each temptation1 ,each toilsome duty1 each foreboding fear2 ,all to myself assigned of tribulation1 ,or to beloved ones than self more dear6 ,all pensive memories1 as ,i journey on1 ,longings for sunshine and for music gone6 ,thou knowest all the future--gleams of gladness ,by stormy clouds too quickly overcast-- ,hours of sweet fellowship and parting sadness1 ,and the dark river to be crossed at last3 ,oh1 what could confidence and hope afford ,to tread this path1 but this--,thou knowest1 ,lord6 ,thou knowest not alone as ,god--all-knowing-- ,as man our mortal weakness thou hast proved ,on earth2 with purest sympathies o'erflowing1 ,o ,saviour1 thou hast wept1 and thou hast loved4 ,and love and sorrow still to thee may come ,and find a hiding-place1 a rest1 a home4 ,therefore ,i come1 thy gentle call obeying1 ,and lay my sins and sorrows at thy feet2 ,on everlasting strength my weakness staying1 ,clothed in thy robe of righteousness complete4 ,then rising1 and refreshed1 ,i leave thy throne1 ,and follow on to know as ,i am known6 ,a ,,great ,,difference ,men lose their ships1 the eager things ,to try their luck at sea1 ,but none can tell1 by note or count1 ,how many there may be4 ,one turneth east1 another south-- ,they never come again1 ,and then we know they must have sunk1 ,but neither how nor when4 ,god sends his happy birds abroad-- ,they're less than ships1 say we2 ,no moment passes but he knows ,how many there should be4 ,one buildeth high1 another low1 ,with just a bird's light care-- ,if only one1 perchance1 doth fall1 ,god knoweth when and where4 ,,he ,,careth ,,for ,,you ,if ,i could only surely know ,that all these things that tire me so ,were noticed by my ,lord4 ,the pang that cuts me like a knife1 ,the lesser pains of daily life1 ,the noise1 the weariness1 the strife1 ,what peace it would afford6 ,i wonder if he really shares ,in all my little human cares1 ,this mighty ,king of kings4 ,if he who guides each blazing star ,through realms of boundless space afar ,without confusion1 sound or jar1 ,stoops to these petty things4 ,it seems to me1 if sure of this1 ,blent with each ill would come such bliss ,that ,i might covet pain1 ,and deem whatever brought to me ,the loving thought of ,deity1 ,and sense of ,christ's sweet sympathy1 ,no loss1 but richest gain4 ,dear ,lord1 my heart hath not a doubt ,that thou dost compass me about ,with sympathy divine4 ,the love for me once crucified ,is not a love to leave my side1 ,but waiteth ever to divide ,each smallest care of mine4 ,,moment ,,by ,,moment ,never a trial that ,he is not there2 ,never a burden that ,he doth not bear2 ,never a sorrow that ,he doth not share4 ,moment by moment ,i'm under his care4 ,never a heartache1 and never a groan1 ,never a tear-drop1 and never a moan1 ,never a danger but there1 on the throne1 ,moment by moment1 ,he thinks of his own4 ,never a weakness that ,he doth not feel2 ,never a sickness that ,he cannot heal4 ,moment by moment1 in woe or in weal1 ,jesus1 my ,saviour1 abides with me still4 --,daniel ,w4 ,whittle4 ,there's a divinity that shapes our ends ,rough-hew them how we will4 --,william ,shakespeare4 ,,evening ,,hymn ,it is the evening hour1 ,and thankfully1 ,father1 thy weary child ,has come to thee4 ,i lean my aching head ,upon thy breast1 ,and there1 and only there1 ,i am at rest4 ,thou knowest all my life1 ,each petty sin1 ,nothing is hid from thee ,without1 within4 ,all that ,i have or am ,is wholly thine1 ,so is my soul at peace1 ,for thou art mine4 ,to-morrow's dawn may find ,me here1 or there2 ,it matters little1 since thy love ,is everywhere6 ,,the ,,believer',s ,,heritage ,no care can come where ,god doth guard2 ,no ill befall whom he doth keep2 ,in safety hid1 of trouble rid1 ,i lay me down in peace and sleep4 ,i wholly love thy holy name2 ,i hail with glee thy glorious will2 ,where'er ,i go1 'tis joy to know ,that thou1 my ,king1 art near me still4 ,thy power immense1 consummate1 grand1 ,thy wisdom1 known to thee alone1 ,thy perfect love1 all thought above1 ,make me a sharer in thy throne4 ,with thee abiding none can fear1 ,nor lack1 of every good possessed2 ,thy grace avails1 whate'er assails1 ,and ,i in thee am fully blest4 ,then leap1 my heart1 exultant1 strong1 ,cast every doubt and weight away2 ,give thanks and praise to ,god always1 ,for he will guide to perfect day6 --,james ,mudge4 ,,he ,,careth ,,for ,,thee ,what can it mean8 ,is it aught to him ,that the nights are long and the days are dim8 ,can he be touched by griefs ,i bear ,which sadden the heart and whiten the hair8 ,around his throne are eternal calms1 ,and strong1 glad music of happy psalms1 ,and bliss unruffled by any strife4 ,how can he care for my poor life8 ,and yet ,i want him to care for me ,while ,i live in this world where the sorrows be2 ,when the lights die down on the path ,i take1 ,when strength is feeble1 and friends forsake1 ,when love and music1 that once did bless1 ,have left me to silence and loneliness1 ,and life's song changes to sobbing prayers-- ,then my heart cries out for ,god who cares4 ,when shadows hang o'er me the whole day long1 ,and my spirit is bowed with shame and wrong2 ,when ,i am not good1 and the deeper shade ,of conscious sin makes my heart afraid2 ,and the busy world has too much to do ,to stay in its course to help me through1 ,and ,i long for a ,saviour--can it be ,that the ,god of the ,universe cares for me8 ,oh1 wonderful story of deathless love6 ,each child is dear to that heart above2 ,he fights for me when ,i cannot fight2 ,he comforts me in the gloom of night2 ,he lifts the burden1 for he is strong2 ,he stills the sigh and awakes the song2 ,the sorrow that bowed me down he bears1 ,and loves and pardons because he cares4 ,let all who are sad take heart again2 ,we are not alone in hours of pain2 ,our ,father stoops from his throne above ,to soothe and quiet us with his love4 ,he leaves us not when the storm is high1 ,and we have safety1 for he is nigh4 ,can it be trouble which he doth share8 ,o rest in peace1 for the ,lord does care4 ,,cast ,,thy ,,burden ,,on ,,the ,,lord ,thou who art touched with feeling of our woes1 ,let me on thee my heavy burden cast6 ,my aching1 anguished heart on thee repose4 ,leaving with thee the sad mysterious past2 ,let me submissive bow and kiss the rod2 ,let me be still1 and know that thou art ,god4 ,why should my harassed agitated mind ,go round and round this terrible event8 ,striving in vain some brighter side to find1 ,some cause why all this anguish has been sent8 ,do ,i indeed that sacred truth believe-- ,thou dost not willingly afflict and grieve8 ,my lovely gourd is withered in an hour6 ,i droop1 ,i faint beneath the scorching sun2 ,my ,shepherd1 lead me to some sheltering bower2 ,there where thy little flock lie down at noon2 ,though of my dearest earthly joy bereft ,thou art my portion still2 thou1 thou1 my ,god1 art left4 --,charlotte ,elliott4 ,says ,god3 ,who comes towards me an inch through doubtings dim1 ,in blazing light ,i do approach a yard towards him4 --,oriental1 tr4 by ,william ,rounseville ,alger4 ,the light of love is round ,his feet1 ,his paths are never dim2 ,and ,he comes nigh to us1 when we ,dare not come nigh to ,him4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,not in our waking hours alone ,his constancy and care are known1 ,but locked in slumber fast and deep ,he giveth to us while we sleep4 --,frederick ,lucian ,hosmer4 ,,his ,,care ,god holds the key of all unknown1 ,and ,i am glad4 ,if other hands should hold the key1 ,or if he trusted it to me1 ,i might be sad4 ,what if to-morrow's cares were here ,without its rest8 ,i'd rather he unlock the day1 ,and as the hours swing open say1 ,thy will be best4 ,the very dimness of my sight ,makes me secure2 ,for groping in my misty way1 ,i feel his hand2 ,i hear him say1 ,my help is sure4 ,i cannot read his future plan1 ,but this ,i know3 ,i have the smiling of his face1 ,and all the refuge of his grace1 ,while here below4 ,enough2 this covers all my want1 ,and so ,i rest2 ,for what ,i cannot he can see1 ,and in his care ,i sure shall be ,forever blest4 --,john ,parker4 ,forever1 from the hand that takes ,one blessing from us1 others fall2 ,and soon or late our ,father makes ,his perfect recompense to all4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,nothing pays but ,god1 ,served--in work obscure done honestly1 ,or vote for truth unpopular1 or faith maintained ,to ruinous convictions4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,he did ,god's will1 to him all one1 ,if on the earth or in the sun4 --,robert ,browning4 ,i am ,part of that ,power1 not understood1 ,which always wills the bad ,and always works the good4 7,mephistopheles1 in ,faust47 --,johann ,wolfgang von ,goethe4 ,i have no answer1 for myself or thee1 ,save that ,i learned beside my mother's knee3 ,all is of ,god that is1 and is to be2 ,and ,god is good4 ,let this suffice us still1 ,resting in childlike trust upon his will ,who moves to his great ends unthwarted by the ill4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,he knows1 he loves1 he cares1 ,nothing his truth can dim2 ,he gives his very best to those ,who leave the choice to him4 ,no help6 nay1 it is not so6 ,though human help be far1 thy ,god is nigh4 ,who feeds the ravens hears his children's cry2 ,he's near thee wheresoe'er thy footsteps roam1 ,and he will guide thee1 light thee1 help thee home4 ,god sees me though ,i see him not2 ,i know ,i shall not be forgot2 ,for though ,i be the smallest dot1 ,it is his mercy shapes my lot4 --,from the ,scandinavian1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,teach me to answer still1 ,whate'er my lot may be1 ,to all thou sendest me1 of good or ill1 ,all goeth as ,god will4 ,dance1 ,o my soul6 'tis ,god doth play2 ,his will makes music all the day2 ,that song which rings the world around ,this heart of mine shall ever sound4 --,james ,mudge4 ,let one more attest3 ,i have seen ,god's hand through a life time1 ,and all was for best4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,god',s ,,will ,,obedience1 ,,divine ,,union ,,the ,,will ,,of ,,god ,i worship thee1 sweet will of ,god6 ,and all thy ways adore4 ,and every day ,i live ,i seem ,to love thee more and more4 ,thou wert the end1 the blessed rule ,of our ,saviour's toils and tears2 ,thou wert the passion of his heart ,those three and thirty years4 ,and he hath breathed into my soul ,a special love of thee1 ,a love to lose my will in his1 ,and by that loss be free4 ,i love to kiss each print where thou ,hast set thine unseen feet2 ,i cannot fear thee1 blessed will6 ,thine empire is so sweet4 ,when obstacles and trials seem ,like prison walls to be1 ,i do the little ,i can do1 ,and leave the rest to thee4 ,i know not what it is to doubt2 ,my heart is ever gay2 ,i run no risk1 for come what will ,thou always hast thy way4 ,i have no cares1 ,o blessed will6 ,for all my cares are thine2 ,i live in triumph1 ,lord1 for thou ,hast made thy triumphs mine4 ,and when it seems no chance or change ,from grief can set me free1 ,hope finds its strength in helplessness1 ,and gayly waits on thee4 ,man's weakness waiting upon ,god ,its end can never miss1 ,for man on earth no work can do ,more angel-like than this4 ,ride on1 ride on triumphantly1 ,thou glorious ,will6 ride on2 ,faith's pilgrim sons behind thee take ,the road that thou hast gone4 ,he always wins who sides with ,god1 ,to him no chance is lost2 ,god's will is sweetest to him when ,it triumphs at his cost4 ,ill that he blesses is our good1 ,and unblest good is ill2 ,and all is right that seems most wrong ,if it be his sweet will6 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,the ,,will ,,divine ,thy will1 ,o ,god1 is joy to me1 ,a gladsome thing2 ,for in it naught but love ,i see1 ,whate'er it bring4 ,no bed of pain1 no rack of woe-- ,thy will is good2 ,a glory wheresoe'er ,i go1 ,my daily food4 ,within the circle of thy will ,all things abide2 ,so ,i1 exulting1 find no ill ,where thou dost guide4 ,in that resplendent will of thine ,i calmly rest2 ,triumphantly ,i make it mine1 ,and count it best4 ,to doubt and gloom and care and fear ,i yield no jot2 ,thy choice ,i choose1 with soul sincere1 ,thrice happy lot6 ,in all the small events that fall ,from day to day ,i mark thy hand1 ,i hear thy call1 ,and swift obey4 ,i walk by faith1 not sense or sight2 ,calm faith in thee2 ,my peace endures1 my way is bright1 ,my heart is free4 ,unfaltering trust1 complete content1 ,the days ensphere1 ,each meal becomes a sacrament1 ,and heaven is here4 --,james ,mudge4 ,,the ,,tree ,,god ,,plants ,the wind that blows can never kill ,the tree ,god plants2 ,it bloweth east1 it bloweth west1 ,the tender leaves have little rest1 ,but any wind that blows is best2 ,the tree ,god plants ,strikes deeper root1 grows higher still1 ,spreads wider boughs1 for ,god's good will ,meets all its wants4 ,there is no frost hath power to blight ,the tree ,god shields2 ,the roots are warm beneath soft snows1 ,and when ,spring comes it surely knows1 ,and every bud to blossom grows4 ,the tree ,god shields ,grows on apace by day and night1 ,till sweet to taste and fair to sight ,its fruit it yields4 ,there is no storm hath power to blast ,the tree ,god knows2 ,no thunderbolt1 nor beating rain1 ,nor lightning flash1 nor hurricane-- ,when they are spent it doth remain4 ,the tree ,god knows ,through every tempest standeth fast1 ,and from its first day to its last ,still fairer grows4 ,if in the soul's still garden-place ,a seed ,god sows-- ,a little seed--it soon will grow1 ,and far and near all men will know ,for heavenly lands he bids it blow4 ,a seed ,god sows1 ,and up it springs by day and night2 ,through life1 through death1 it groweth right2 ,forever grows4 --,lillian ,e4 ,barr4 ,,god',s ,,will ,take thine own way with me1 dear ,lord1 ,thou canst not otherwise than bless4 ,i launch me forth upon a sea ,of boundless love and tenderness4 ,i could not choose a larger bliss ,than to be wholly thine2 and mine ,a will whose highest joy is this1 ,to ceaselessly unclasp in thine4 ,i will not fear thee1 ,o my ,god6 ,the days to come can only bring ,their perfect sequences of love1 ,thy larger1 deeper comforting4 ,within the shadow of this love1 ,loss doth transmute itself to gain2 ,faith veils earth's sorrow in its light1 ,and straightway lives above her pain4 ,we are not losers thus2 we share ,the perfect gladness of the ,son1 ,not conquered--for1 behold1 we reign2 ,conquered and ,conqueror are one4 ,thy wonderful1 grand will1 my ,god1 ,triumphantly ,i make it mine2 ,and faith shall breathe her glad ,amen ,to every dear command of thine4 ,beneath the splendor of thy choice1 ,thy perfect choice for me1 ,i rest2 ,outside it now ,i dare not live1 ,within it ,i must needs be blest4 ,meanwhile my spirit anchors calm ,in grander regions still than this2 ,the fair1 far-shining latitudes ,of that yet unexplored bliss4 ,then may thy perfect glorious will ,be evermore fulfilled in me1 ,and make my life an answering chord ,of glad1 responsive harmony4 ,oh6 it is life indeed to live ,within this kingdom strangely sweet2 ,and yet we fear to enter in1 ,and linger with unwilling feet4 ,we fear this wondrous will of thine ,because we have not reached thy heart4 ,not venturing our all on thee ,we may not know how good thou art4 --,jean ,sophia ,pigott4 ,deep at the heart of all our pain1 ,in loss as surely as in gain1 ,his love abideth still4 ,let come what will my heart shall stand ,on this firm rock at his right hand1 ,father1 it is thy will4 --,john ,white ,chadwick4 ,,the ,,carpenter ,o ,lord6 at ,joseph's humble bench ,thy hands did handle saw and plane1 ,thy hammer nails did drive and clench1 ,avoiding knot1 and humoring grain4 ,that thou didst seem thou wast indeed1 ,in sport thy tools thou didst not use1 ,nor1 helping hind's or fisher's need1 ,the laborer's hire too nice refuse4 ,lord6 might ,i be but as a saw1 ,a plane1 a chisel in thy hand6 ,no1 ,lord6 ,i take it back in awe1 ,such prayer for me is far too grand4 ,i pray1 ,o ,master6 let me lie1 ,as on thy bench the favored wood2 ,thy saw1 thy plane1 thy chisel ply1 ,and work me into something good4 ,no6 no6 ,ambition holy1 high1 ,urges for more than both to pray2 ,come in1 ,o gracious force1 ,i cry1 ,o ,workman6 share my shed of clay4 ,then ,i at bench1 or desk1 or oar1 ,with last1 or needle1 net1 or pen1 ,as thou in ,nazareth of yore1 ,shall do the ,father's will again4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,,the ,,divine ,,majesty ,the ,lord our ,god is clothed with might1 ,the winds obey his will2 ,he speaks1 and in his heavenly height ,the rolling sun stands still4 ,rebel1 ye waves1 and o'er the land ,with threatening aspect roar2 ,the ,lord uplifts his awful hand1 ,and chains you to the shore4 ,ye winds of night1 your force combine2 ,without his high behest1 ,ye shall not1 in the mountain pine1 ,disturb the sparrow's nest4 ,his voice sublime is heard afar2 ,in distant peals it dies2 ,he yokes the whirlwind to his car ,and sweeps the howling skies4 ,ye sons of earth1 in reverence bend2 ,ye nations1 wait his nod2 ,and bid the choral song ascend ,to celebrate our ,god4 --,h4 ,kirke ,white4 ,,thou ,,sweet1 ,,beloved ,,will ,,of ,,god ,thou sweet1 beloved will of ,god1 ,my anchor ground1 my fortress hill1 ,my spirit's silent1 fair abode1 ,in thee ,i hide me and am still4 ,o ,will1 that willest good alone1 ,lead thou the way1 thou guidest best2 ,a little child1 ,i follow on1 ,and1 trusting1 lean upon thy breast4 ,thy beautiful sweet will1 my ,god1 ,holds fast in its sublime embrace ,my captive will1 a gladsome bird1 ,prisoned in such a realm of grace4 ,within this place of certain good ,love evermore expands her wings1 ,or1 nestling in thy perfect choice1 ,abides content with what it brings4 ,oh lightest burden1 sweetest yoke6 ,it lifts1 it bears my happy soul1 ,it giveth wings to this poor heart2 ,my freedom is thy grand control4 ,upon ,god's will ,i lay me down1 ,as child upon its mother's breast2 ,no silken couch1 nor softest bed1 ,could ever give me such deep rest4 ,thy wonderful grand will1 my ,god1 ,with triumph now ,i make it mine2 ,and faith shall cry a joyous ,yes6 ,to every dear command of thine4 ,,as ,,it ,,was ,,to ,,be ,the sky is clouded1 the rocks are bare6 ,the spray of the tempest is white in air2 ,the winds are out with the waves at play1 ,and ,i shall not tempt the sea to-day4 ,the trail is narrow1 the wood is dim1 ,the panther clings to the arching limb2 ,and the lion's whelps are abroad at play1 ,and ,i shall not join in the chase to-day4 ,but the ship sailed safely over the sea1 ,and the hunters came from the chase in glee2 ,and the town that was builded upon a rock ,was swallowed up in the earthquake's shock4 --,francis ,bret ,harte4 ,,useful ,,according ,,to ,,god',s ,,will ,let me not die before ,i've done for thee ,my earthly work1 whatever it may be2 ,call me not hence with mission unfulfilled2 ,let me not leave my space of ground untilled2 ,impress this truth upon me1 that not one ,can do my portion that ,i leave undone4 ,then give me strength all faithfully to toil1 ,converting barren earth to fruitful soil4 ,i long to be an instrument of thine ,for gathering worshipers into thy shrine3 ,to be the means one human soul to save ,from the dark terrors of a hopeless grave4 ,yet most ,i want a spirit of content ,to work where'er thou'lt wish my labor spent1 ,whether at home or in a stranger's clime1 ,in days of joy or sorrow's sterner time2 ,i want a spirit passive to be still1 ,and by thy power to do thy holy will4 ,and when the prayer unto my lips doth rise1 ,before a new home doth my soul surprise1 ,let me accomplish some great work for thee1 ,subdue it1 ,lord2 let my petition be1 ,o make me useful in this world of thine1 ,in ways according to thy will1 not mine4 ,,as ,,thou ,,wilt ,my ,jesus1 as thou wilt3 ,o may thy will be mine2 ,into thy hand of love ,i would my all resign4 ,through sorrow or through joy ,conduct me as thine own1 ,and help me still to say1 ,my ,lord1 thy will be done4 ,my ,jesus1 as thou wilt3 ,if needy here1 and poor1 ,give me thy people's bread1 ,their portion rich and sure4 ,the manna of thy word ,let my soul feed upon2 ,and if all else should fail-- ,my ,lord1 thy will be done4 ,my ,jesus1 as thou wilt3 ,if among thorns ,i go1 ,still sometimes here and there ,let a few roses blow4 ,but thou on earth along ,the thorny path hast gone2 ,then lead me after thee4 ,my ,lord1 thy will be done6 ,my ,jesus1 as thou wilt3 ,though seen through many a tear1 ,let not my star of hope ,grow dim or disappear4 ,since thou on earth hast wept ,and sorrowed oft alone1 ,if ,i must weep with thee1 ,my ,lord1 thy will be done4 ,my ,jesus1 as thou wilt3 ,if loved ones must depart ,suffer not sorrow's flood ,to overwhelm my heart4 ,for they are blest with thee1 ,their race and conflict won2 ,let me but follow them4 ,my ,lord1 thy will be done6 ,my ,jesus1 as thou wilt3 ,when death itself draws nigh1 ,to thy dear wounded side ,i would for refuge fly4 ,leaning on thee1 to go ,where thou before hast gone2 ,the rest as thou shalt please4 ,my ,lord1 thy will be done6 ,my ,jesus1 as thou wilt3 ,all shall be well for me2 ,each changing future scene ,i gladly trust with thee4 ,straight to my home above1 ,i travel calmly on1 ,and sing in life or death1 ,my ,lord1 thy will be done4 --,benjamin ,schmolke1 tr4 by ,j4 ,borthwick4 ,,great ,,and ,,small ,there is no great nor small in ,nature's plan1 ,bulk is but fancy in the mind of man2 ,a raindrop is as wondrous as a star1 ,near is not nearest1 farthest is not far2 ,and suns and planets in the vast serene ,are lost as midges in the summer sheen1 ,born in their season2 and we live and die ,creatures of ,time1 lost in ,eternity4 --,charles ,mackay4 ,,god',s ,,will ,,be ,,done ,my ,god1 my ,father1 while ,i stray ,far from my home1 on life's rough way1 ,o teach me from my heart to say1 ,thy will be done6 ,though dark my path1 and sad my lot1 ,let me be still1 and murmur not2 ,o breathe the prayer divinely taught1 ,thy will be done6 ,what though in lonely grief ,i sigh ,for friends beloved1 no longer nigh1 ,submissive still would ,i reply ,thy will be done6 ,though thou hast called me to resign ,what most ,i prized1 it ne'er was mine2 ,i have but yielded what was thine2 ,thy will be done6 ,should grief or sickness waste away ,my life in premature decay2 ,my ,father6 still ,i strive to say1 ,thy will be done6 ,let but my fainting heart be blest ,with thy sweet ,spirit for its guest2 ,my ,god6 to thee ,i leave the rest3 ,thy will be done6 ,renew my will from day to day6 ,blend it with thine2 and take away ,all that now makes it hard to say1 ,thy will be done6 ,then1 when on earth ,i breathe no more ,the prayer oft mixed with tears before1 ,i'll sing upon a happier shore3 ,thy will be done6 --,charlotte ,elliott4 ,,the ,,two ,,angels ,all is of ,god6 ,if he but wave his hand1 ,the mists collect1 the rain falls thick and loud1 ,till1 with a smile of light on sea and land1 ,lo6 he looks back from the departing cloud4 ,angels of ,life and ,death alike are his2 ,without his leave they pass no threshold o'er2 ,who1 then1 would wish or dare1 believing this1 ,against his messengers to shut the door8 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,amen6 ,i cannot say1 ,beneath the pressure of life's cares to-day1 ,i joy in these2 ,but ,i can say ,that ,i had rather walk this rugged way1 ,if ,him it please4 ,i cannot feel ,that all is well when darkening clouds conceal ,the shining sun2 ,but then ,i know ,god lives and loves1 and say1 since it is so1 ,thy will be done4 ,i cannot speak ,in happy tones2 the tear-drops on my cheek ,show ,i am sad3 ,but ,i can speak ,of grace to suffer with submission meek ,until made glad4 ,i do not see ,why ,god should e'en permit some things to be1 ,when ,he is love2 ,but ,i can see1 ,though often dimly1 through the mystery ,his hand above6 ,i do not know ,where falls the seed that ,i have tried to sow ,with greatest care2 ,but ,i shall know ,the meaning of each waiting hour below ,sometime1 somewhere6 ,i do not look ,upon the present1 nor in ,nature's book1 ,to read my fate2 ,but ,i do look ,for promised blessings in ,god's holy ,book2 ,and ,i can wait4 ,i may not try ,to keep the hot tears back--but hush that sigh1 ,it might have been2 ,and try to still ,each rising murmur1 and to ,god's sweet will ,respond ,amen6 --,miss ,ophelia ,g4 ,browning4 ,,as ,,he ,,wills ,he sendeth sun1 he sendeth shower1 ,alike they're needful for the flower2 ,and joys and tears alike are sent ,to give the soul fit nourishment4 ,as comes to me or cloud or sun1 ,father6 thy will1 not mine1 be done4 ,can loving children e'er reprove1 ,with murmurs1 whom they trust and love8 ,creator6 ,i would ever be ,a trusting1 loving child to thee3 ,as comes to me or cloud or sun1 ,father6 thy will1 not mine1 be done4 ,o ne'er will ,i at life repine-- ,enough that thou hast made it mine2 ,when falls the shadow cold of death ,i yet will sing with parting breath1 ,as comes to me or cloud or sun1 ,father6 thy will1 not mine1 be done4 --,sarah ,flower ,adams4 ,,according ,,to ,,thy ,,will ,if ,i were told that ,i must die to-morrow1 ,that the next sun ,which sinks should bear me past all fear and sorrow ,for any one1 ,all the fight fought1 all the short journey through1 ,what should ,i do8 ,i do not think that ,i should shrink or falter1 ,but just go on ,doing my work1 nor change nor seek to alter ,aught that is gone2 ,but rise1 and move1 and love1 and smile1 and pray ,for one more day4 ,and lying down at night1 for a last sleeping1 ,say in that ear ,which harkens ever1 ,lord1 within thy keeping1 ,how should ,i fear8 ,and when to-morrow brings thee nearer still1 ,do thou thy will4 ,i might not sleep for awe2 but peaceful1 tender1 ,my soul would lie ,all night long2 and when the morning splendor ,flashed o'er the sky1 ,i think that ,i could smile--could calmly say1 ,it is his day4 ,but if a wondrous hand from the blue yonder ,held out a scroll ,on which my life was writ1 and ,i with wonder ,beheld unroll ,to a long century's end its mystic clew-- ,what should ,i do8 ,what could ,i do1 ,o blessed ,guide and ,master6 ,other than this1 ,still to go on as now1 not slower1 faster1 ,nor fear to miss ,the road1 although so very long it be1 ,while led by thee8 ,step by step1 feeling thee close beside me1 ,although unseen2 ,through thorns1 through flowers1 whether the tempest hide thee ,or heavens serene1 ,assured thy faithfulness cannot betray1 ,thy love decay4 ,i may not know1 my ,god2 no hand revealeth ,thy counsels wise2 ,along the path no deepening shadow stealeth2 ,no voice replies ,to all my questioning thought the time to tell1 ,and it is well4 ,let me keep on1 abiding and unfearing ,thy will always2 ,through a long century's ripe fruition ,or a short day's2 ,thou canst not come too soon2 and ,i can wait ,if thou come late6 --,susan ,coolidge4 ,god's in his heaven1 ,all's right with the world4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,what ,,pleaseth ,,god ,what pleaseth ,god with joy receive2 ,though storm-winds rage and billows heave ,and earth's foundations all be rent1 ,be comforted2 to thee is sent ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,god's will is best2 to this resigned1 ,how sweetly rests the weary mind6 ,seek1 then1 this blessed conformity1 ,desiring but to do and be ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,god's thoughts are wisest2 human schemes ,are vain delusions1 idle dreams2 ,our purposes are frail and weak2 ,with earthly mind we seldom seek ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,god is the holiest2 and his ways ,are full of kindness1 truth1 and grace2 ,his blessing crowns our earnest prayer1 ,while worldlings scorn1 and little care ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,god's is the truest heart2 his love ,nor time1 nor life1 nor death1 can move2 ,to those his mercies daily flow1 ,whose chief concern it is to know ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,omnipotent he reigns on high ,and watcheth o'er thy destiny2 ,while sea1 and earth1 and air produce ,for daily pleasure1 daily use1 ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,he loves his sheep1 and when they stray ,he leads them back to wisdom's way2 ,their faithless1 wandering hearts to turn1 ,gently chastising1 till they learn ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,he knows our every need1 and grants ,a rich supply to all our wants2 ,no good withholds from those whose mind ,is bent with earnest zeal to find ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,then let the world1 with stubborn will1 ,its earthborn pleasures follow still2 ,be this1 my soul1 thy constant aim1 ,thy riches1 honor1 glory1 fame1 ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,should care and grief thy portion be1 ,to thy strong refuge ever flee2 ,for all his creatures but perform1 ,in peace and tumult1 calm and storm1 ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,faith lays her hand on ,god's rich grace1 ,and hope gives patience for the race2 ,these virtues in thy heart enshrined1 ,thy portion thou wilt surely find1 ,what pleaseth ,god4 ,in heaven thy glorious portion is2 ,there is thy throne1 thy crown1 thy bliss2 ,there shalt thou taste1 and hear1 and see1 ,there shalt thou ever do and be1 ,what pleaseth ,god4 --,paul ,gerhardt4 ,,the ,,splendor ,,of ,,god',s ,,will ,o words of golden music ,caught from the harps on high1 ,which find a glorious anthem ,where we have found a sigh1 ,and peal their grandest praises ,just where ours faint and die4 ,o words of holy radiance ,shining on every tear ,till it becomes a rainbow1 ,reflecting1 bright and clear1 ,our ,father's love and glory ,so wonderful1 so dear6 ,o words of sparkling power1 ,of insight full and deep6 ,shall they not enter other hearts ,in a grand and gladsome sweep1 ,and lift the lives to songs of joy ,that only droop and weep8 ,and ,o1 it is a splendor1 ,a glow of majesty1 ,a mystery of beauty1 ,if we will only see2 ,a very cloud of glory ,enfolding you and me4 ,a splendor that is lighted ,at one transcendent flame1 ,the wondrous love1 the perfect love1 ,our ,father's sweetest name2 ,for his very name and essence ,and his will are all the same4 --,frances ,ridley ,havergal4 ,,not ,,by ,,chance ,no chance has brought this ill to me2 ',tis ,god's sweet will1 so let it be2 ,he seeth what ,i cannot see4 ,there is a need-be for each pain1 ,and he will make it one day plain ,that earthly loss is heavenly gain4 ,like as a piece of tapestry1 ,viewed from the back1 appears to be ,naught but threads tangled hopelessly1 ,but in the front a picture fair ,rewards the worker for his care1 ,proving his skill and patience rare4 ,thou art the workman1 ,i the frame2 ,lord1 for the glory of thy name1 ,perfect thine image on the same6 ,,submission ,,to ,,god ,whate'er ,god wills let that be done2 ,his will is ever wisest2 ,his grace will all thy hope outrun ,who to that faith arisest4 ,the gracious ,lord ,will help afford2 ,he chastens with forbearing2 ,who ,god believes1 ,and to him cleaves1 ,shall not be left despairing4 ,my ,god is my sure confidence1 ,my light1 and my existence2 ,his counsel is beyond my sense1 ,but stirs no weak resistance2 ,his word declares ,the very hairs ,upon my head are numbered2 ,his mercy large ,holds me in charge ,with care that never slumbered4 ,there comes a day when at his will ,the pulse of nature ceases4 ,i think upon it1 and am still1 ,let come whate'er he pleases4 ,to him ,i trust ,my soul1 my dust1 ,when flesh and spirit sever2 ,the ,christ we sing ,has plucked the sting ,away from death forever4 --,albert of ,brandenburg1 #aehf4 ,,thy ,,will ,,be ,,done ,we see not1 know not2 all our way ,is night2 with thee alone is day4 ,from out the torrent's troubled drift1 ,above the storm our prayers we lift3 ,thy will be done6 ,the flesh may fail1 the heart may faint4 ,but who are we to make complaint ,or dare to plead1 in times like these1 ,the weakness of our love of ease8 ,thy will be done6 ,we take1 with solemn thankfulness1 ,our burden up1 nor ask it less1 ,and count it joy that even we ,may suffer1 serve1 or wait for thee1 ,whose will be done6 ,though dim as yet in tint and line1 ,we trace thy picture's wise design1 ,and thank thee that our age supplies ,its dark relief of sacrifice4 ,thy will be done6 ,and if1 in our unworthiness1 ,thy sacrificial wine we press2 ,if from thy ordeal's heated bars ,our feet are seamed with crimson scars1 ,thy will be done6 ,if1 for the age to come1 this hour ,of trial hath vicarious power1 ,and1 blest by thee1 our present pain ,be liberty's eternal gain1 ,thy will be done4 ,strike1 thou the ,master1 we thy keys1 ,the anthem of the destinies6 ,the minor of thy loftier strain1 ,our hearts shall breathe the old refrain1 ,thy will be done6 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,there is no sense1 as ,i can see1 ,in mortals such as you and me ,a-faulting nature's wise intents ,and locking horns with ,providence4 ,it is no use to grumble and complain2 ,it's just as cheap and easy to rejoice2 ,when ,god sorts out the weather and sends rain-- ,why1 rain's my choice4 --,james ,whitcomb ,riley4 ,,thy ,,will ,not in dumb resignation ,we lift our hands on high2 ,not like the nerveless fatalist1 ,content to do and die4 ,our faith springs like the eagle ,who soars to meet the sun1 ,and cries1 exulting1 unto thee1 ,o ,lord1 thy will be done6 ,thy will6 ,it bids the weak be strong2 ,it bids the strong be just2 ,no lip to fawn1 no hand to beg1 ,no brow to seek the dust4 ,wherever man oppresses man1 ,beneath the liberal sun1 ,o ,lord1 be there6 ,thine arm make bare6 ,thy righteous will be done6 --,john ,hay4 ,,as ,,god ,,will ,all goeth but ,god's will6 ,the fairest garden flower ,fades after its brief hour ,of brightness4 ,still1 ,this is but ,god's good will4 ,all goeth but ,god's will6 ,the brightest1 dearest day ,doth swiftly pass away1 ,and darkest night ,succeeds the vision bright4 ,but still strong-hearted be1 ,yea1 though the night be drear2 ,how sad and long soe'er ,its gloom may be1 ,this darkness1 too1 shall flee4 ,weep not yon grave beside6 ,dear friend1 he is not gone2 ,god's angel soon this stone ,shall roll aside4 ,yea1 death shall not abide6 ,earth's anguish1 too1 shall go1 ,o then be strong1 my soul6 ,when sorrows o'er thee roll ,be still1 and know ',tis ,god's will worketh so4 ,dear ,lord and ,god1 incline ,thine ear unto my call6 ,o grant me that in all1 ,this will of mine ,may still be one with thine6 ,teach me to answer still1 ,whate'er my lot may be1 ,to all thou sendest me1 ,of good or ill2 ,all goeth as ,god will4 --,alice ,williams4 ,,the ,,shadow ,,of ,,the ,,great ,,rock ,sweet is the solace of thy love1 ,my heavenly ,friend1 to me1 ,while through the hidden way of faith ,i journey home with thee1 ,learning by quiet thankfulness ,as a dear child to be4 ,though from the shadow of thy peace ,my feet would often stray1 ,thy mercy follows all my steps1 ,and will not turn away2 ,yea1 thou wilt comfort me at last ,as none beneath thee may4 ,no other comforter ,i need ,if thou1 ,o ,lord1 be mine2 ,thy rod will bring my spirit low1 ,thy fire my heart refine1 ,and cause me pain that none may feel ,by other love than thine4 ,then in the secret of my soul1 ,though hosts my peace invade1 ,though through a waste and weary land ,my lonely way be made1 ,thou1 even thou1 wilt comfort me2 ,i need not be afraid4 ,o there is nothing in the world ,to weigh against thy will2 ,even the dark times ,i dread the most ,thy covenant fulfill2 ,and when the pleasant morning dawns ,i find thee with me still4 ,still in the solitary place ,i would awhile abide4 ,till with the solace of thy love ,my soul is satisfied1 ,and all my hopes of happiness ,stay calmly at thy side4 ,on thy compassion ,i repose ,in weakness and distress2 ,i will not ask for greater ease ,lest ,i should love thee less1 ,it is a blessed thing for me ,to need thy tenderness4 --,anna ,letitia ,waring4 ,,rabia ,there was of old a ,moslem saint ,named ,rabia4 ,on her bed she lay ,pale1 sick1 but uttered no complaint4 ,send for the holy men to pray4 ,and two were sent4 ,the first drew near3 ,the prayers of no man are sincere ,who does not bow beneath the rod1 ,and bear the chastening strokes of ,god4 ,whereto the second1 more severe3 ,the prayers of no man are sincere ,who does not in the rod rejoice ,and make the strokes he bears his choice4 ,then she1 who felt that in such pain ,the love of self did still remain1 ,answered1 ,no prayers can be sincere ,when they from whose wrung hearts they fall ,are not as ,i am1 lying here1 ,who long since have forgotten all4 ,dear ,lord of love6 ,there is no pain4 ,so ,rabia1 and was well again4 --,edmund ,clarence ,stedman4 ,,three ,,stages ,,of ,,piety ,rabia1 sick upon her bed1 ,by two saints was visited3 ,holy ,malik1 ,hassan wise1 ,men of mark in ,moslem eyes4 ,hassan said3 ,whose prayer is pure ,will ,god's chastisement endure4 ,malik1 from a deeper sense1 ,uttered his experience3 ,he who loves his ,master's choice ,will in chastisement rejoice4 ,rabia saw some selfish will ,in their maxims lingering still1 ,and replied3 ,o men of grace6 ,he who sees his ,master's face ,will not in his prayer recall ,that he is chastised at all4 --,arabian1 tr4 by ,james ,freeman ,clarke1 from the ,german of ,tholuck4 7,rabia was a very holy ,arabian woman who lived in the second century of the ,hegira1 or the eighth century of our era47 ,,prayer',s ,,grace ,round holy ,rabia's suffering bed ,the wise men gathered1 gazing gravely4 ,daughter of ,god6 the youngest said1 ,endure thy ,father's chastening bravely2 ,they who have steeped their souls in prayer ,can any anguish calmly bear4 ,she answered not1 and turned aside1 ,though not reproachfully nor sadly4 ,daughter of ,god6 the eldest cried1 ,sustain thy ,father's chastening gladly2 ,they who have learned to pray aright ,from pain's dark well draw up delight4 ,then spake she out3 ,your words are fair2 ,but1 oh1 the truth lies deeper still4 ,i know not1 when absorbed in prayer1 ,pleasure or pain1 or good or ill4 ,they who ,god's face can understand ,feel not the workings of his hand4 --,monckton ,milnes4 ,i ,,love ,,thy ,,will ,i love thy will1 ,o ,god6 ,thy blessed1 perfect will1 ,in which this once rebellious heart ,lies satisfied and still4 ,i love thy will1 ,o ,god6 ,it is my joy1 my rest2 ,it glorifies my common task1 ,it makes each trial blest4 ,i love thy will1 ,o ,god6 ,the sunshine or the rain2 ,some days are bright with praise1 and some ,sweet with accepted pain4 ,i love thy will1 ,o ,god6 ,o hear my earnest plea1 ,that as thy will is done in heaven ,it may be done in me6 --,bessie ,pegg ,mac,laughlin4 ,though the mills of ,god grind slowly1 yet they grind exceeding small2 ,though with patience he stands waiting1 with exactness grinds he all4 --,tr4 by ,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,,daily ,,bread ,i pray1 with meek hands on my breast1 ,thy will be done1 thy kingdom come1 ,but shouldst thou call my dear ones home ,should ,i still say1 ',tis best2 ,thy will be done8 ,i cannot tell4 ,i probe my heart ,with sharpest instruments of pain1 ,and listen if the sweet refrain ,still wells up through the smart-- ,thy will be done6 ,i cannot tell4 ,i yield the quest1 ,content if only day by day ,my ,god shall give me grace to say1 ,father1 thou knowest best2 ,thy will be done6 ,he gives no strength for coming ill1 ,until its advent4 ,then he rolls ,his love in on his waiting souls1 ,sure of their sweet ,thy will1 ,thy will be done6 ,give us this day our daily bread-- ,so prayed the ,christ1 and so will ,i2 ,father1 my daily bread supply1 ,or1 if ,i go unfed1 ,thy will be done6 --,caroline ,atherton ,mason4 ,,approaches ,when thou turnest away from ill ,christ is this side of thy hill4 ,when thou turnest towards good ,christ is walking in thy wood4 ,when thy heart says1 ,father1 pardon6 ,then the ,lord is in thy garden4 ,when stern duty wakes to watch ,then his hand is on the latch4 ,but when hope thy song doth rouse ,then the ,lord is in the house4 ,when to love is all thy wit ,christ doth at thy table sit4 ,when ,god's will is thy heart's pole ,then is ,christ thy very soul4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,,submission ,but that thou art my wisdom1 ,lord1 ,and both mine eyes are thine4 ,my mind would be extremely stirred ,for missing my design4 ,were it not better to bestow ,some place and power on me8 ,then should thy praises with me grow1 ,and share in my degree4 ,but when ,i thus dispute and grieve ,i do resume my sight2 ,and1 pilfering what ,i once did give1 ,disseize thee of thy right4 ,how know ,i1 if thou shouldst me raise4 ,that ,i should then raise thee8 ,perhaps great places and thy praise ,do not so well agree4 ,wherefore unto my gift ,i stand2 ,i will no more advise2 ,only do thou lend me a hand1 ,since thou hast both mine eyes4 --,george ,herbert4 ,,youth',s ,,warning ,beware1 exulting youth1 beware1 ,when life's young pleasures woo1 ,that ere you yield yon shrine your heart1 ,and keep your conscience true6 ,for sake of silver spent to-day ,why pledge to-morrow's gold8 ,or in hot blood implant remorse1 ,to grow when blood is cold8 ,if wrong you do1 if false you play1 ,in summer among the flowers1 ,you must atone1 you must repay1 ,in winter among the showers4 ,to turn the balances of heaven ,surpasses mortal power2 ,for every white there is a black1 ,for every sweet a sour4 ,for every up there is a down1 ,for every folly shame1 ,and retribution follows guilt ,as burning follows flame4 ,if wrong you do1 if false you play1 ,in summer among the flowers1 ,you must atone1 you must repay ,in winter among the showers4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,,the ,,beauty ,,of ,,holiness ,i love thy skies1 thy sunny mists1 ,thy fields1 thy mountains hoar1 ,thy wind that bloweth where it lists2 ,thy will1 ,i love it more4 ,i love thy hidden truth to seek ,all round1 in sea1 on shore2 ,the arts whereby like gods we speak2 ,thy will to me is more4 ,i love thy men and women1 ,lord1 ,the children round thy door1 ,calm thoughts that inward strength afford2 ,thy will1 ,o ,lord1 is more4 ,but when thy will my life shall hold1 ,thine to the very core1 ,the world which that same will did mold ,i shall love ten times more4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,no child of man may perish ere his time arrives2 ,a thousand arrows pierce him and he still survives2 ,but when the moment fixed in heaven's eternal will ,comes round1 a single blade of yielding grass may kill4 --,from the ,mahabharata1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,god gives to man the power to strike or miss you2 ,it is not thy foe who did the thing4 ,the arrow from the bow may seem to issue1 ,but we know an archer drew the string4 --,saadi1 tr4 by ,james ,freeman ,clarke4 ,on two days it steads not to run from thy grave3 ,the appointed and the unappointed day2 ,on the first neither balm nor physician can save1 ,nor thee on the second the universe slay4 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,,roundel ,i do not know thy final will1 ,it is too good for me to know4 ,thou willest that ,i mercy show1 ,that ,i take heed and do no ill1 ,that ,i the needy warm and fill1 ,nor stones at any sinner throw2 ,but ,i know not thy final will1 ,it is too good for me to know4 ,i know thy love unspeakable-- ,for love's sake able to send woe6 ,to find thine own thou lost didst go1 ,and wouldst for men thy blood yet spill6 ,how should ,i know thy final will1 ,godwise too good for me to know6 --,george ,macdonald4 ,one prayer ,i have--all prayers in one-- ,when ,i am wholly thine3 ,thy will1 my ,god1 thy will be done1 ,and let that will be mine2 ,all-wise1 almighty1 and all-good1 ,in thee ,i firmly trust1 ,thy ways1 unknown or understood1 ,are merciful and just4 ,fear him1 ye saints1 and you will then ,have nothing else to fear2 ,make you his service your delight1 ,he'll make your wants his care4 ,the best will is our ,father's will1 ,and we may rest there calm and still2 ,o make it hour by hour thine own1 ,and wish for naught but that alone ,which pleases ,god4 --,paul ,gerhardt4 ,it is ,lucifer1 ,the son of mystery2 ,and since ,god suffers him to be ,he1 too1 is ,god's minister1 ,and labors for some good ,by us not understood6 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,rabbi ,jehosha had the skill ,to know that heaven is in ,god's will4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,god',s ,,presence ,,possession1 ,,satisfaction1 ,,reflection ,,the ,,secret ,,of ,,his ,,presence ,in the secret of his presence ,i am kept from strife of tongues2 ,his pavilion is around me1 ,and within are ceaseless songs6 ,stormy winds1 his word fulfilling1 ,beat without1 but cannot harm1 ,for the ,master's voice is stilling ,storm and tempest to a calm4 ,in the secret of his presence ,all the darkness disappears2 ,for a sun that knows no setting1 ,throws a rainbow on my tears4 ,so the day grows ever lighter1 ,broadening to the perfect noon2 ,so the day grows ever brighter1 ,heaven is coming1 near and soon4 ,in the secret of his presence ,never more can foes alarm2 ,in the shadow of the ,highest1 ,i can meet them with a psalm2 ,for the strong pavilion hides me1 ,turns their fiery darts aside1 ,and ,i know1 whate'er betides me1 ,i shall live because he died6 ,in the secret of his presence ,is a sweet1 unbroken rest2 ,pleasures1 joys1 in glorious fullness1 ,making earth like ,eden blest2 ,so my peace grows deep and deeper1 ,widening as it nears the sea1 ,for my ,saviour is my keeper1 ,keeping mine and keeping me6 --,henry ,burton4 ,,eyeservice ,eyeservice let me give ,the while ,i live2 ,in shadow or in light1 ,by day or night1 ,with all my heart and skill-- ,eyeservice still6 ,yes1 for the eyes ,i'll serve-- ,nor faint nor swerve-- ,are not the eyes of man1 ,that lightly scan1 ,but ,god's1 that pierce and see ,the whole of me6 ,beneath the farthest skies1 ,where morning flies1 ,in heaven or in hell1 ,if ,i should dwell1 ,in dark or daylight fair1 ,the ,eyes are there6 ,no trembling fugitive1 ,boldly ,i live ,if1 as in that pure sight1 ,i live aright1 ,yielding with hand and will ,eyeservice still6 --,amos ,r4 ,wells4 ,,omnipresence ,lord of all being1 throned afar1 ,thy glory flames from sun and star2 ,center and soul of every sphere1 ,yet to each loving heart how near6 ,sun of our life1 thy quickening ray ,sheds on our path the glow of day2 ,star of our hope1 thy softened light ,cheers the long watches of the night4 ,our midnight is thy smile withdrawn2 ,our noontide is thy gracious dawn2 ,our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign2 ,all1 save the clouds of sin1 are thine6 ,lord of all life1 below1 above1 ,whose light is truth1 whose warmth is love1 ,before thy ever-blazing throne ,we ask no luster of our own4 ,grant us thy truth to make us free1 ,and kindling hearts that burn for thee1 ,till all thy living altars claim ,one holy light1 one heavenly flame4 --,oliver ,wendell ,holmes4 ,,the ,,cherubic ,,pilgrim ,god's spirit falls on me as dew drops on a rose1 ,if ,i but like a rose my heart to him unclose4 ,the soul wherein ,god dwells--what ,church can holier be8 ,becomes a walking tent of heavenly majesty4 ,lo6 in the silent night a child to ,god is born1 ,and all is brought again that ere was lost or lorn4 ,could but thy soul1 ,o man1 become a silent night ,god would be born in thee and set all things aright4 ,ye know ,god but as ,lord1 hence ,lord his name with ye1 ,i feel him but as love1 and ,love his name with me4 ,though ,christ a thousand times in ,bethlehem be born1 ,if he's not born in thee thy soul is all forlorn4 ,the cross on ,golgotha will never save thy soul1 ,the cross in thine own heart alone can make thee whole4 ,christ rose not from the dead1 ,christ still is in the grave ,if thou for whom he died art still of sin the slave4 ,in all eternity no tone can be so sweet ,as where man's heart with ,god in unison doth beat4 ,whate'er thou lovest1 man1 that1 too1 become thou must2 ,god1 if thou lovest ,god1 dust1 if thou lovest dust4 ,ah1 would thy heart but be a manger for the birth1 ,god would once more become a child on earth4 ,immeasurable is the highest2 who but knows it8 ,and yet a human heart can perfectly enclose it4 --,johannes ,scheffler4 ,,the ,,larger ,,view ,in buds upon some ,aaron's rod ,the childlike ancient saw his ,god2 ,less credulous1 more believing1 we ,read in the grass--,divinity4 ,from ,horeb's bush the ,presence spoke ,to earlier faiths and simpler folk2 ,but now each bush that sweeps our fence ,flames with the ,awful ,immanence6 ,to old ,zacchaeus in his tree ,what mattered leaves and botany8 ,his sycamore was but a seat ,whence he could watch that hallowed street4 ,but now to us each elm and pine ,is vibrant with the ,voice divine1 ,not only from but in the bough ,our larger creed beholds him now4 ,to the true faith1 bark1 sap1 and stem ,are wonderful as ,bethlehem2 ,no hill nor brook nor field nor herd ,but mangers the ,incarnate ,word6 ,far be it from our lips to cast ,contempt upon the holy past-- ,whate'er the ,finger writes we scan ,in manger1 prophecy1 or man4 ,again we touch the healing hem ,in ,nazareth or ,jerusalem2 ,we trace again those faultless years2 ,the cross commands our wondering tears4 ,yet if to us the ,spirit writes ,on ,morning's manuscript and ,night's1 ,in gospels of the growing grain1 ,epistles of the pond and plain1 ,in stars1 in atoms1 as they roll1 ,each tireless round its occult pole1 ,in wing and worm and fin and fleece1 ,in the wise soil's surpassing peace-- ,thrice ingrate he whose only look ,is backward focussed on the ,book1 ,neglectful what the ,presence saith1 ,though he be near as blood and breath6 ,the only atheist is one ,who hears no ,voice in wind or sun1 ,believer in some primal curse1 ,deaf in ,god's loving universe6 --,frederic ,lawrence ,knowles4 ,,still ,,with ,,thee ,still1 still with thee1 when purple morning breaketh1 ,when the bird waketh1 and the shadows flee2 ,fairer than morning1 lovelier than daylight1 ,dawns the sweet consciousness1 ,i am with thee4 ,alone with thee amid the mystic shadows1 ,the solemn hush of nature newly born2 ,alone with thee in breathless adoration1 ,in the calm dew and freshness of the morn4 ,as in the dawning o'er the waveless ocean ,the image of the morning-star doth rest1 ,so in this stillness thou beholdest only ,thine image in the waters of my breast4 ,still1 still with thee6 as to each new born morning ,a fresh and solemn splendor still is given1 ,so does this blessed consciousness awaking ,breathe each day nearness unto thee and heaven4 ,when sinks the soul1 subdued by toil1 to slumber1 ,its closing eyes look up to thee in prayer2 ,sweet the repose beneath thy wings o'ershading1 ,but sweeter still1 to wake and find thee there4 ,so shall it be at last1 in that bright morning1 ,when the soul waketh1 and life's shadows flee2 ,o in that hour1 fairer than daylight dawning1 ,shall rise the glorious thought--,i am with thee4 --,harriet ,beecher ,stowe4 ,there lives and works a soul in all things1 ,and that soul is ,god4 --,william ,cowper4 ,,the ,,elixir ,teach me1 my ,god and ,king1 ,in all things thee to see1 ,and what ,i do1 in anything1 ,to do it as for thee4 ,a man that looks on glass ,on it may stay his eye1 ,or1 if he pleaseth1 through it pass ,and then to heaven espy4 ,all may of thee partake4 ,nothing can be so mean ,which with this tincture 7for thy sake7 ,will not grow bright and clean4 ,a servant with this clause ,makes drudgery divine4 ,who sweeps a room as for thy laws ,makes that and th' action fine4 ,this is the famous stone ,that turneth all to gold2 ,for that which ,god doth touch and own ,cannot for less be told4 --,george ,herbert4 ,,god',s ,,presence ,but ,god is never so far off ,as even to be near4 ,he is within2 our spirit is ,the home he holds most dear4 ,to think of him as by our side ,is almost as untrue ,as to remove his throne beyond ,those skies of starry blue4 ,so all the while ,i thought myself ,homeless1 forlorn1 and weary1 ,missing my joy1 ,i walked the earth1 ,myself ,god's sanctuary4 ,i come to thee once more1 my ,god6 ,no longer will ,i roam2 ,for ,i have sought the wide world through ,and never found a home4 ,though bright and many are the spots ,where ,i have built a nest-- ,yet in the brightest still ,i pined ,for more abiding rest4 ,for thou hast made this wondrous soul ,all for thyself alone2 ,ah6 send thy sweet transforming grace ,to make it more thine own4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,god ,,is ,,mine ,if ,god is mine then present things ,and things to come are mine2 ,yea1 ,christ1 his word1 and ,spirit1 too1 ,and glory all divine4 ,if he is mine then from his love ,he every trouble sends2 ,all things are working for my good1 ,and bliss his rod attends4 ,if he is mine ,i need not fear ,the rage of earth and hell2 ,he will support my feeble power1 ,their utmost force repel4 ,if he is mine let friends forsake1 ,let wealth and honor flee2 ,sure he who giveth me himself ,is more than these to me4 ,if he is mine ,i'll boldly pass ,through death's tremendous vale2 ,he is a solid comfort when ,all other comforts fail4 ,oh6 tell me1 ,lord1 that thou art mine2 ,what can ,i wish beside8 ,my soul shall at the fountain live1 ,when all the streams are dried4 ,a ,,present ,,saviour ,i have thee every hour1 ,most gracious ,lord1 ,that tender voice of thine ,doth peace afford4 ,i have thee every hour1 ,thou stay'st near by2 ,temptations lose their power ,since thou art nigh4 ,i have thee every hour1 ,in joy and pain2 ,with me thou dost abide1 ,and life is gain4 ,i have thee every hour1 ,teach me thy will2 ,all thy rich promises ,thou dost fulfill4 ,i have thee every hour1 ,most ,holy ,one1 ,and ,i am thine indeed1 ,thou blessed ,son4 --,annie ,s4 ,hawks1 altered by ,j4 ,m4 ,,the ,,thought ,,of ,,god ,the thought of ,god1 the thought of thee1 ,who liest near my heart1 ,and yet beyond imagined space ,outstretched and present art-- ,the thought of thee1 above1 below1 ,around me and within1 ,is more to me than health and wealth1 ,or love of kith and kin4 ,the thought of ,god is like the tree ,beneath whose shade ,i lie ,and watch the fleet of snowy clouds ,sail o'er the silent sky4 ',tis like that soft invading light ,which in all darkness shines1 ,the thread that through life's somber web ,in golden pattern twines4 ,it is a thought which ever makes ,life's sweetest smiles from tears1 ,it is a daybreak to our hopes1 ,a sunset to our fears4 ,within a thought so great1 our souls ,little and modest grow1 ,and1 by its vastness awed1 we learn ,the art of walking slow4 ,the wild flower on the grassy mound ,scarce bends its pliant form ,when overhead the autumnal wood ,is thundering like a storm4 ,so is it with our humbled souls1 ,down in the thought of ,god1 ,scarce conscious in their sober peace ,of the wild storms abroad4 ,to think of thee is almost prayer1 ,and is outspoken praise2 ,and pain can even passive thoughts ,to actual worship raise4 ,all murmurs lie inside thy will ,which are to thee addressed2 ,to suffer for thee is our work1 ,to think of thee1 our rest4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,let thy sweet presence light my way1 ,and hallow every cross ,i bear2 ,transmuting duty1 conflict1 care1 ,into love's service day by day4 ,,our ,,heavenly ,,father ,my ,god1 how wonderful thou art1 ,thy majesty how bright1 ,how beautiful thy mercy seat ,in depths of burning light6 ,how dread are thine eternal years1 ,o everlasting ,lord1 ,by prostrate spirits1 day and night1 ,incessantly adored4 ,how beautiful1 how beautiful ,the sight of thee must be1 ,thine endless wisdom1 boundless power1 ,and awful purity6 ,o how ,i fear thee1 living ,god6 ,with deepest1 tenderest fears1 ,and worship thee with trembling hope ,and penitential tears4 ,yet ,i may love thee too1 ,o ,lord6 ,almighty as thou art1 ,for thou hast stooped to ask of me ,the love of this poor heart4 ,oh1 then1 this worse than worthless heart ,in pity deign to take1 ,and make it love thee for thyself1 ,and for thy glory's sake4 ,no earthly father loves like thee1 ,no mother half so mild ,bears and forbears1 as thou hast done ,with me1 thy sinful child4 ,only to sit and think of ,god1 ,o what a joy it is6 ,to think the thought1 to breathe the name-- ,earth has no higher bliss4 ,father of ,jesus1 love's ,reward6 ,what rapture will it be1 ,prostrate before thy throne to lie ,and gaze1 and gaze on thee6 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,rules ,,for ,,daily ,,life ,begin the day with ,god3 ,kneel down to him in prayer2 ,lift up thy heart to his abode ,and seek his love to share4 ,open the ,book of ,god1 ,and read a portion there2 ,that it may hallow all thy thoughts ,and sweeten all thy care4 ,go through the day with ,god1 ,whate'er thy work may be2 ,where'er thou art--at home1 abroad1 ,he still is near to thee4 ,converse in mind with ,god2 ,thy spirit heavenward raise2 ,acknowledge every good bestowed1 ,and offer grateful praise4 ,conclude the day with ,god3 ,thy sins to him confess2 ,trust in the ,lord's atoning blood1 ,and plead his righteousness4 ,lie down at night with ,god1 ,who gives his servants sleep2 ,and when thou tread'st the vale of death ,he will thee guard and keep4 ,,he ,,fills ,,all ,all are but parts of one stupendous whole2 ,whose body nature is1 and ,god the soul2 ,that1 changed through all1 and yet in all the same2 ,great in the earth as in th' ethereal frame2 ,warms in the sun1 refreshes in the breeze1 ,glows in the stars and blossoms in the trees2 ,lives through all life1 extends through all extent1 ,spreads undivided1 operates unspent2 ,breathes in our souls1 informs our mortal part1 ,as full1 as perfect1 in a hair as heart2 ,as full1 as perfect1 in vile man that mourns1 ,as the rapt seraph that adores and burns4 ,to him no high1 no low1 no great1 no small1 ,he fills1 he bounds1 connects1 and equals all4 99 99 99 99 99 ,all nature is but art1 unknown to thee2 ,all chance1 direction which thou canst not see2 ,all discord1 harmony not understood2 ,all partial evil1 universal good2 ,and1 spite of pride1 in erring reason's spite1 ,one truth is clear--whatever is1 is right4 --,alexander ,pope4 ,,the ,,presence ,i sit within my room and joy to find ,that thou who always lov'st art with me here2 ,that ,i am never left by thee behind1 ,but by thyself thou keep'st me ever near4 ,the fire burns brighter when with thee ,i look1 ,and seems a kindlier servant sent to me2 ,with gladder heart ,i read thy holy book1 ,because thou art the eyes with which ,i see2 ,this aged chair1 that table1 watch1 and door ,around in ready service ever wait2 ,nor can ,i ask of thee a menial more ,to fill the measure of my large estate2 ,for thou thyself1 with all a ,father's care1 ,where'er ,i turn art ever with me there4 --,jones ,very4 ,,blessed ,,thought ,,of ,,god ,one thought ,i have--my ample creed1 ,so deep it is and broad1 ,and equal to my every need-- ,it is the thought of ,god4 ,each morn unfolds some fresh surprise1 ,i feast at life's full board2 ,and rising in my inner skies1 ,shines forth the thought of ,god4 ,at night my gladness is my prayer2 ,i drop my daily load1 ,and every care is pillowed there ,upon the thought of ,god4 ,i ask not far before to see1 ,but take in trust my road2 ,life1 death1 and immortality1 ,are in my thought of ,god4 ,to this their secret strength they owed ,the martyr's path who trod2 ,the fountains of their patience flowed ,from out their thought of ,god4 ,be still the light upon my way1 ,my pilgrim staff and rod1 ,my rest by night1 my strength by day1 ,o blessed thought of ,god4 --,frederick ,lucian ,hosmer4 ,,eventide ,at cool of day with ,god ,i walk ,my garden's grateful shade2 ,i hear his voice among the trees1 ,and ,i am not afraid4 ,i see his presence in the night-- ,and though my heart is awed ,i do not quail before the sight ,or nearness of my ,god4 ,he speaks to me in every wind1 ,he smiles from every star2 ,he is not deaf to me1 nor blind1 ,nor absent1 nor afar4 ,his hand1 that shuts the flowers to sleep1 ,each in its dewy fold1 ,is strong my feeble life to keep1 ,and competent to hold4 ,i cannot walk in darkness long1 ,my light is by my side2 ,i cannot stumble or go wrong ,while following such a guide4 ,he is my stay and my defense2 ,how shall ,i fail or fall8 ,my helper is ,omnipotence6 ,my ruler ruleth all6 ,the powers below and powers above ,are subject to his care2 ,i cannot wander from his love ,who loves me everywhere4 ,thus dowered1 and guarded thus1 with him ,i walk this peaceful shade1 ,i hear his voice among the trees1 ,and ,i am not afraid4 --,caroline ,atherton ,mason4 ,from cellar unto attic all is clean3 ,nothing there is that need evade the eye2 ,all the dark places1 by the world unseen1 ,are as well ordered as what open lie4 ,ah6 souls are houses2 and to keep them well1 ,nor1 spring and autumn1 mourn their wretched plight1 ,to daily toil must vigilance compel1 ,right underneath ,god's scrutinizing light4 ,,saintship ,to heaven approached a ,sufi saint1 ,from groping in the darkness late1 ,and1 tapping timidly and faint1 ,besought admission at ,god's gate4 ,said ,god1 ,who seeks to enter here8 ',tis ,i1 dear ,friend1 the saint replied1 ,and trembling much with hope and fear4 ,if it be thou1 without abide4 ,sadly to earth the poor saint turned1 ,to bear the scourging of life's rods2 ,but aye his heart within him yearned ,to mix and lose its love in ,god's4 ,he roamed alone through weary years1 ,by cruel men still scorned and mocked1 ,until from faith's pure fires and tears ,again he rose1 and modest knocked4 ,asked ,god3 ,who now is at the door8 ,it is thyself1 beloved ,lord1 ,answered the saint1 in doubt no more1 ,but clasped and rapt in his reward4 --,from the ,persian1 tr4 by ,william ,rounseville ,alger4 ,,open ,,thou ,,our ,,eyes 7,luke #bd4 #ae7 ,and he drew near and talked with them1 ,but they perceived him not1 ,and mourned1 unconscious of that light1 ,the gloom1 the darkness1 and the night ,that wrapt his burial spot4 ,wearied with doubt1 perplexed and sad1 ,they knew nor help nor guide2 ,while he who bore the secret key ,to open every mystery1 ,unknown was by their side4 ,thus often when we feel alone1 ,nor help nor comfort near1 ',tis only that our eyes are dim1 ,doubting and sad we see not him ,who waiteth still to hear4 ,the darkness gathers overhead1 ,the morn will never come4 ,did we but raise our downcast eyes1 ,in the white-flushing eastern skies ,appears the glowing sun4 ,in all our daily joys and griefs ,in daily work and rest1 ,to those who seek him ,christ is near1 ,our bliss to calm1 to soothe our care1 ,in leaning on his breast4 ,open our eyes1 ,o ,lord1 we pray1 ,to see our way1 our ,guide2 ,that by the path that here we tread1 ,we1 following on1 may still be led ,in thy light to abide4 ,,man ,my ,god1 ,i heard this day ,that none doth build a stately habitation ,but he that means to dwell therein4 ,what house more stately hath there been1 ,or can be1 than is man8 to whose creation ,all things are in decay4 ,more servants wait on man ,than he'll take notice of3 in every path ,he treads down that which doth befriend him1 ,when sickness makes him pale and wan4 ,o mighty love6 man is one world1 and hath ,another to attend him4 ,for us the winds do blow1 ,the earth doth rest1 heaven move1 and fountains flow2 ,nothing we see but means our good1 ,as our delight or as our treasure2 ,the whole is either cupboard of our food1 ,or cabinet of pleasure4 ,the stars have us to bed2 ,night draws the curtain1 which the sun withdraws2 ,music and light attend our head2 ,all things unto our flesh are kind ,in their descent and being2 to our mind1 ,in their ascent and cause4 ,since then1 my ,god1 thou hast ,so brave a palace built1 ,o dwell in it ,that it may dwell with thee at last4 ,till then1 afford us so much wit ,that1 as the world serves us1 we may serve thee1 ,and both thy servants be4 --,george ,herbert4 ,,ever ,,with ,,thee ,i am with thee1 my ,god-- ,where ,i desire to be3 ,by day1 by night1 at home1 abroad1 ,i always am with thee4 ,with thee when dawn comes on ,and calls me back to care1 ,each day returning to begin ,with thee1 my ,god1 in prayer4 ,with thee amid the crowd ,that throngs the busy mart2 ,i hear thy voice1 when time's is loud1 ,speak softly to my heart4 ,with thee when day is done ,and evening calms the mind2 ,the setting as the rising sun ,with thee my heart shall find4 ,with thee when darkness brings ,the signal of repose2 ,calm in the shadow of thy wings ,mine eyelids gently close4 ,with thee1 in thee1 by faith ,abiding ,i shall be2 ,by day1 by night1 in life1 in death1 ,i always am with thee4 --,james ,d4 ,burns1 altered by ,j4 ,m4 ,,self-,,examination ,by all means use sometime to be alone4 ,salute thyself3 see what thy soul doth wear4 ,dare to look in thy chest2 for 'tis thine own2 ,and tumble up and down what thou findst there4 ,who cannot rest till he good fellows find1 ,he breaks up homes1 turns out of doors his mind4 ,sum up by night what thou hast done by day2 ,and in the morning1 what thou hast to do4 ,dress and undress thy soul2 mark the decay ,and growth of it2 if1 with thy watch1 that too ,be down1 then wind up both2 since we shall be ,most surely judged1 make thy accounts agree4 --,george ,herbert4 ,,show ,,me ,,thy ,,face ,show me thy face-- ,one transient gleam ,of loveliness divine ,and ,i shall never think or dream ,of other love save thine4 ,all lesser light will darken quite1 ,all lower glories wane2 ,the beautiful of earth will scarce ,seem beautiful again6 ,show me thy face-- ,my faith and love ,shall henceforth fixed be1 ,and nothing here have power to move ,my soul's serenity4 ,my life shall seem a trance1 a dream1 ,and all ,i feel and see ,illusive1 visionary--thou ,the one reality4 ,show me thy face-- ,i shall forget ,the weary days of yore2 ,the fretting ghosts of vain regret ,shall haunt my soul no more2 ,all doubts and fears for future years ,in quiet rest subside1 ,and naught but blest content and calm ,within my breast reside4 ,show me thy face-- ,the heaviest cross ,will then seem light to bear2 ,there will be gain in every loss1 ,and peace with every care4 ,with such light feet ,the years will fleet1 ,life seem as brief as blest1 ,till ,i have laid my burden down ,and entered into rest4 ,show me thy face-- ,and ,i shall be ,in heart and mind renewed2 ,with wisdom1 grace1 and energy ,to work thy work endued4 ,shine clear1 though pale1 ,behind the veil ,until1 the veil removed1 ,in perfect glory ,i behold ,the ,face that ,i have loved6 ,i stand in the great ,forever1 ,all things to me are divine2 ,i eat of the heavenly manna1 ,i drink of the heavenly wine4 ,,listening ,,for ,,god ,i hear it often in the dark1 ,i hear it in the light3 ,where is the voice that calls to me ,with such a quiet might8 ,it seems but echo to my thought1 ,and yet beyond the stars2 ,it seems a heart-beat in a hush1 ,and yet the planet jars4 ,o may it be that1 far within ,my inmost soul1 there lies ,a spirit-sky that opens with ,those voices of surprise8 ,and can it be1 by night and day1 ,that firmament serene ,is just the heaven where ,god himself1 ,the ,father1 dwells unseen8 ,o ,god within1 so close to me ,that every thought is plain1 ,be judge1 be friend1 be ,father still1 ,and in thy heaven reign6 ,thy heaven is mine1 my very soul6 ,thy words are sweet and strong2 ,they fill my inward silences ,with music and with song4 ,they send me challenges to right1 ,and loud rebuke my ill2 ,they ring my bells of victory1 ,they breathe my ,peace1 be still6 ,they even seem to say3 ,my child1 ,why seek me so all day8 ,now journey inward to thyself1 ,and listen by the way4 --,william ,c4 ,gannett4 ,,allah',s ,,house ,nanac the faithful1 pausing once to pray1 ,from holy ,mecca turned his face away2 ,a ,moslem priest who chanced to see him there1 ,forgetful of the attitude in prayer1 ,cried ,infidel1 how durst thou turn thy feet ,toward ,allah's house--the sacred temple seat8 ,to whom the pious ,nanac thus replied3 ,knowest thou ,god's house is1 as the world is1 wide8 ,then1 turn thee1 if thou canst1 toward any spot ,where mighty ,allah's awful house is not4 --,frank ,dempster ,sherman4 ,,if ,,the ,,lord ,,should ,,come ,if the ,lord should come in the morning1 ,as ,i went about my work-- ,the little things and the quiet things ,that a servant cannot shirk1 ,though nobody ever sees them1 ,and only the dear ,lord cares ,that they always are done in the light of the sun-- ,would he take me unawares8 ,if my ,lord should come at noonday-- ,the time of the dust and heat1 ,when the glare is white and the air is still ,and the hoof-beats sound in the street2 ,if my dear ,lord came at noonday1 ,and smiled in my tired eyes1 ,would it not be sweet his look to meet8 ,would he take me by surprise8 ,if my ,lord came hither at evening1 ,in the fragrant dew and dusk1 ,when the world drops off its mantle ,of daylight1 like a husk1 ,and flowers1 in wonderful beauty1 ,and we fold our hands in rest1 ,would his touch of my hand1 his low command1 ,bring me unhoped-for zest8 ,why do ,i ask and question8 ,he is ever coming to me1 ,morning and noon and evening1 ,if ,i have but eyes to see4 ,and the daily load grows lighter1 ,the daily cares grow sweet1 ,for the ,master is near1 the ,master is here1 ,i have only to sit at his feet4 --,margaret ,elizabeth ,sangster4 ,the day is long and the day is hard2 ,we are tired of the march and of keeping guard2 ,tired of the sense of a fight to be won1 ,of days to live through1 and of work to be done2 ,tired of ourselves and of being alone4 ,and all the while1 did we only see1 ,we walk in the ,lord's own company2 ,we fight1 but 'tis he who nerves our arm2 ,he turns the arrows which else might harm1 ,and out of the storm he brings a calm4 --,susan ,coolidge4 ,,come ,,to ,,me ,come to me1 come to me1 ,o my ,god2 ,come to me everywhere4 ,let the trees mean thee1 and the grassy sod1 ,and the water and the air4 ,for thou art so far that ,i often doubt1 ,as on every side ,i stare1 ,searching within and looking without1 ,if thou canst be anywhere4 ,how did men find thee in days of old8 ,how did they grow so sure8 ,they fought in thy name1 they were glad and bold1 ,they suffered and kept themselves pure4 ,but now they say--neither above the sphere ,nor down in the heart of man1 ,but only in fancy1 ambition1 and fear1 ,the thought of thee began4 ,if only that perfect tale were true ,which ages have not made old1 ,of the endless many makes one anew1 ,and simplicity manifold6 ,but he taught that they who did his word1 ,the truth of it sure would know2 ,i will try to do it--if he be ,lord ,again the old faith will glow4 ,again the old spirit-wind will blow ,that he promised to their prayer2 ,and obeying the ,son1 ,i too shall know ,his ,father everywhere4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,out of the hardness of heart and of will ,out of the longings which nothing could fill2 ,out of the bitterness1 madness1 and strife1 ,out of myself and all ,i called life1 ,into the having of all things with ,him6 ,into an ecstacy full to the brim6 ,wonderful loveliness1 draining my cup6 ,wonderful purpose that ne'er gave me up6 ,wonderful patience1 enduring and strong6 ,wonderful glory to which ,i belong6 ,,if ,i ,,him ,,but ,,have ,if ,i ,him but have1 ,if he be but mine-- ,if my heart1 hence to the grave1 ,ne'er forgets his love divine-- ,know ,i naught of sadness1 ,feel ,i naught but worship1 love1 and gladness4 ,if ,i ,him but have1 ,glad with all ,i part2 ,follow on my pilgrim staff1 ,my ,lord1 only1 with true heart2 ,leave them1 nothing saying1 ,on broad1 bright1 and crowded highways straying4 ,if ,i ,him but have1 ,glad ,i fall asleep2 ,aye the flood that his heart gave ,strength within my heart shall keep2 ,and with soft compelling ,make it tender1 through and through it swelling4 ,if ,i ,him but have1 ,mine the world ,i hail6 ,glad as cherub smiling1 grave1 ,holding back the ,virgin's veil4 ,sunk and lost in seeing1 ,earthly cares have died from all my being4 ,where ,i have but ,him ,is my ,fatherland1 ,and all gifts and graces come ,heritage into my hand2 ,brothers long deplored ,i in his disciples find restored4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,quiet from ,god6 ,how beautiful to keep ,this treasure the ,all-merciful hath given2 ,to feel1 when we awake or when we sleep1 ,its incense round us like a breath from heaven4 ,to sojourn in the world1 and yet apart2 ,to dwell with ,god1 and still with man to feel2 ,to bear about forever in the heart ,the gladness which his spirit doth reveal4 --,sarah ,j4 ,williams4 ,,his ,,chosen ,,ones ,some souls there are1 beloved of ,god1 ,who1 following where the saints have trod1 ,learn such surrender of the will ,they seem insensible of ill4 ,yet1 finely strung and sensitive1 ,they live far more than others live1 ,and grief's and pain's experience ,must be to them far more intense4 ,o mystery--that such can know ,a life impregnable to woe6 ,o paradox that ,god alone ,in secret proveth to his own6 ,it must be that supremest grace ,so nerves them for the heavenly race ,their litanies are turned to psalms1 ,their crosses1 even here1 to palms4 --,harriet ,mc,ewen ,kimball4 ,when1 courting slumber1 ,the hours ,i number1 ,and sad cares cumber ,my weary mind1 ,this thought shall cheer me3 ,that thou art near me1 ,whose ear to hear me ,is still inclined4 ,my soul thou keepest1 ,who never sleepest2 ',mid gloom the deepest ,there's light above2 ,thine eyes behold me1 ,thine arms enfold me2 ,thy word has told me ,that ,god is love4 ,we are not angels1 but we may ,down in earth's corners kneel1 ,and multiply sweet acts of love1 ,and murmur what we feel4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,through thee1 meseems1 the very rose is red1 ,from thee the violet steals its breath in ,may1 ,from thee draw life all things that grow not gray1 ,and by thy force the happy stars are sped4 --,james ,russell ,lowell4 ,,come ,,to ,,us1 ,,lord ,come to us1 ,lord1 as the daylight comes ,when the darkling night has gone1 ,and the quickened ,east is tremulous ,with the thrill of the wakened dawn4 ,come to us1 ,lord1 as the tide comes on ,with the waves from the distant sea2 ,come1 till our desert places smile1 ,and our souls are filled with thee4 ,there are in this loud1 stunning tide ,of human care and crime1 ,with whom the melodies abide ,of th' everlasting chime6 ,who carry music in their heart ,through dusky lane and wrangling mart1 ,plying their daily task with busier feet ,because their secret souls a holy strain repeat4 --,john ,keble4 ,earth's crammed with heaven1 ,and every common bush afire with ,god2 ,but only he who sees takes off his shoes4 ,the rest sit round it and pluck blackberries1 ,and daub their natural faces unaware ,more and more from the first similitude4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,o ,name all other names above1 ,what art thou not to me1 ,now ,i have learned to trust thy love ,and cast my care on thee6 ,the thought of thee all sorrow calms2 ,our anxious burdens fall2 ,his crosses turn to triumph palms ,who finds in ,god his all4 --,frederick ,lucian ,hosmer4 ,far off thou art1 but ever nigh1 ,i have thee still1 and ,i rejoice1 ,i prosper circled with thy voice2 ,i shall not lose thee though ,i die4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,let the ,loved ,one but smile on this poor heart of mine1 ,i will sell the two worlds for one drop of his wine4 --,from the ,persian4 ,,confidence ,thy presence1 ,lord1 the place doth fill1 ,my heart is now thy throne1 ,thy holy1 just and perfect will ,now in my flesh is done4 ,my steadfast soul1 from falling free1 ,doth now no longer rove1 ,for ,christ is all the world to me ,and all my heart is love4 --,charles ,wesley1 altered by ,j4 ,m4 ,two worlds are ours2 'tis only sin ,forbids us to descry ,the mystic heaven and earth within ,plain as the sea and sky4 ,thou who hast given me eyes to see ,and love this sight so fair1 ,give me a heart to find out thee1 ,and read thee everywhere4 --,john ,keble4 ,speak to him1 thou1 for he hears1 ,and spirit with spirit can meet2 ,closer is he than breathing1 ,and nearer than hands and feet4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,heaven above is softer blue1 ,earth around is sweeter green1 ,something lives in every hue ,christless eyes have never seen4 ,birds with gladder songs o'erflow1 ,flowers with deeper beauties shine2 ,since ,i knew1 as now ,i know1 ,i am his and he is mine4 ,unheard1 because our ears are dull1 ,unseen1 because our eyes are dim1 ,he walks the earth1 the ,wonderful1 ,and all good deeds are done to him4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,where'er ,i look one ,face alone ,i see1 ,with every attribute of beauty in it blent2 ,still1 still the ,godhead's face entrances me1 ,yielding transcendency of all that can be spent4 --,from the ,persian4 ,,immanence ,not only in the cataract and the thunder ,or in the deeps of man's uncharted soul1 ,but in the dew-star dwells alike the wonder ,and in the whirling dust-mite the control4 --,charles ,g4 ,d4 ,roberts4 ',tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ,and ask them what report they bore to heaven4 --,edward ,young4 ,a governed heart1 thinking no thought but good1 ,makes crowded houses holy solitude4 --,edwin ,arnold4 ,but where will ,god be absent2 in his face ,is light1 and in his shadow healing1 too4 --,robert ,browning4 ,and good may ever conquer ill1 ,health walk where pain has trod2 ,as a man thinketh1 so is he2 ,rise1 then1 and think with ,god4 ,god is law1 say the wise2 ,o ,soul1 and let us rejoice1 ,for1 if ,he thunder by law1 the thunder is yet his voice4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,whatever road ,i take1 it joins the street ,which leadeth all who walk it thee to meet4 ,o work thy works in ,god4 ,he can rejoice in naught ,save only in himself ,and what himself hath wrought4 ,to live1 to live1 is life's great joy2 to feel ,the living ,god within--to look abroad1 ,and1 in the beauty that all things reveal1 ,still meet the living ,god4 --,robert ,leighton4 ,,jesus ,,his ,,preciousness1 ,,and ,,beauty1 ,,and ,,love ,,our ,,master ,immortal ,love1 forever full1 ,forever flowing free1 ,forever shared1 forever whole1 ,a never-ebbing sea6 ,no fable old1 nor mythic lore1 ,nor dream of bards and seers1 ,no dead fact stranded on the shore ,of the oblivious years2-- ,but warm1 sweet1 tender1 even yet ,a present help is he2 ,and faith has still its ,olivet1 ,and love its ,galilee4 ,the healing of his seamless dress ,is by our beds of pain2 ,we touch him in life's throng and press1 ,and we are whole again4 ,through him the first fond prayers are said ,our lips of childhood frame1 ,the last low whispers of our dead ,are burdened with his name4 ,o ,lord and ,master of us all6 ,whate'er our name or sign1 ,we own thy sway1 we hear thy call1 ,we test our lives by thine4 ,we faintly hear1 we dimly see1 ,in differing phrase we pray2 ,but1 dim or clear1 we own in thee ,the ,light1 the ,truth1 the ,way6 ,to do thy will is more than praise1 ,as words are less than deeds1 ,and simple trust can find thy ways ,we miss with chart of creeds4 ,no pride of self thy service hath1 ,no place for me and mine2 ,our human strength is weakness1 death1 ,our life1 apart from thine4 ,apart from thee all gain is loss1 ,all labor vainly done2 ,the solemn shadow of thy cross ,is better than the sun4 ,alone1 ,o ,love1 ineffable6 ,thy saving name is given3 ,to turn aside from thee is hell1 ,to walk with thee is heaven4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,my ,,heart ,,is ,,fixed ,i'll not leave ,jesus1--never1 never6 ,ah1 what can more precious be8 ,rest and joy and light are ever ,in his hand to give to me4 ,all things that can satisfy1 ,having ,jesus1 those have ,i4 ,love has bound me fast unto him1 ,i am his and he is mine2 ,daily ,i for pardon sue him1 ,answers he with peace divine4 ,on that ,rock my trust is laid1 ,and ,i rest beneath its shade4 ,without ,jesus earth would weary1 ,seem almost like hell to be2 ,but if ,jesus ,i see near me ,earth is almost heaven to me4 ,am ,i hungry1 he doth give ,bread on which my soul can live4 ,spent with him1 one little hour ,giveth a year's worth of gain2 ,grace and peace put forth their power ,joy doth wholly banish pain2 ,one faith-glance that findeth him ,maketh earthly crowns look dim4 ,o how light upon my shoulder ,lies my cross1 now grown so small6 ,for the ,lord is my upholder1 ,fits it to me1 softens all2 ,neither shall it always stay1 ,patience1 it will pass away4 ,those who faithfully go forward ,in his changeless care shall go1 ,nothing's doubtful or untoward1 ,to the flock who ,jesus know4 ,jesus always is the same2 ,true and faithful is his name4 ,,christ',s ,,sympathy ,if ,jesus came to earth again1 ,and walked and talked in field and street1 ,who would not lay his human pain ,low at those heavenly feet8 ,and leave the loom1 and leave the lute1 ,and leave the volume on the shelf1 ,to follow him1 unquestioning1 mute1 ,if 'twere the ,lord himself8 ,how many a brow with care o'erworn1 ,how many a heart with grief o'er-laden1 ,how many a man with woe forlorn1 ,how many a mourning maiden1 ,would leave the baffling earthly prize1 ,which fails the earthly weak endeavor1 ,to gaze into those holy eyes ,and drink content forever6 ,his sheep along the cool1 the shade1 ,by the still watercourse he leads2 ,his lambs upon his breast are laid2 ,his hungry ones he feeds4 ,and ,i where'er he went would go1 ,nor question where the paths might lead2 ,enough to know that here below ,i walked with ,god indeed6 ,if it be thus1 ,o ,lord of mine1 ,in absence is thy love forgot8 ,and must ,i1 when ,i walk1 repine ,because ,i see thee not8 ,if this be thus1 if this be thus1 ,since our poor prayers yet reach thee1 ,lord1 ,since we are weak1 once more to us ,reveal the living ,word6 ,o nearer to me1 in the dark1 ,of life's low house1 one moment stand2 ,and give me keener eyes to mark ,the moving of thy hand4 --,edward ,bulwer ,lytton4 ,there's not a craving in the mind ,thou dost not meet and still2 ,there's not a wish the heart can have ,which thou dost not fulfill4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,finding ,,all ,,in ,,jesus ,o ,love that wilt not let me go1 ,i rest my weary soul on thee2 ,i give thee back the life ,i owe1 ,that in thine ocean depth its flow ,may richer1 fuller be4 ,o ,light that followest all my way1 ,i yield my flickering torch to thee2 ,my heart restores its borrowed ray1 ,that in thy sunshine's blaze its day ,may brighter1 fairer be4 ,o ,joy that seekest me through pain1 ,i cannot close my heart to thee2 ,i trace the rainbow through the rain1 ,and feel the promise is not vain1 ,that morn shall tearless be4 ,o ,cross that liftest up my head1 ,i dare not ask to fly from thee2 ,i lay in dust life's glory dead1 ,and from the ground there blossoms red ,life that shall endless be4 --,george ,matheson4 ,,east ,,london ',twas ,august1 and the fierce sun overhead ,smote on the squalid streets of ,bethnal ,green1 ,and the pale weaver1 through his windows seen ,in ,spitalfields1 look'd thrice dispirited4 ,i met a preacher there ,i knew1 and said3 ,ill and o'erworked1 how fare you in this scene8 ,bravely6 said he2 for ,i of late have been ,much cheered with thoughts of ,christ1 the living bread4 ,o human soul6 as long as thou canst so ,set up a mark of everlasting light ,above the howling senses' ebb and flow ,to cheer thee1 and to right thee if thou roam-- ,not with lost toil thou laborest thro' the night6 ,thou mak'st the heaven thou hop'st indeed thy home4 --,matthew ,arnold4 ,,preciousness ,,of ,,christ ,jesus1 the very thought of thee ,with sweetness fills the breast2 ,but sweeter far thy face to see1 ,and in thy presence rest4 ,no voice can sing1 no heart can frame1 ,nor can the memory find1 ,a sweeter sound than thy blest name1 ,o ,saviour of mankind6 ,o hope of every contrite heart6 ,o joy of all the meek6 ,to those who ask how kind thou art1 ,how good to those who seek6 ,but what to those who find8 ,ah1 this ,nor tongue nor pen can show2 ,the love of ,jesus1 what it is1 ,none but his loved ones know4 ,jesus1 our only joy be thou1 ,as thou our prize wilt be2 ,in thee be all our glory now1 ,and through eternity4 --,bernard of ,clairvaux1 tr4 by ,edward ,caswall4 ,a ,,little ,,talk ,,with ,,jesus ,a little talk with ,jesus1 ,how it smooths the rugged road6 ,how it seems to help me onward1 ,when ,i faint beneath my load2 ,when my heart is crushed with sorrow1 ,and my eyes with tears are dim1 ,there is naught can yield me comfort ,like a little talk with him4 ,ah1 this is what ,i'm wanting-- ,his lovely face to see2 ,and1 ,i'm not afraid to say it1 ,i know he's wanting me4 ,he gave his life my ransom1 ,to make me all his own1 ,and he'll ne'er forget his promise ,to me his purchased one4 ,i cannot live without him1 ,nor would ,i if ,i could2 ,he is my daily portion1 ,my medicine and food4 ,he's altogether lovely1 ,none can with him compare2 ,chiefest among ten thousand1 ,and fairest of the fair4 ,so ,i'll wait a little longer1 ,till his appointed time1 ,and along the upward pathway ,my pilgrim feet shall climb4 ,there in my ,father's dwelling1 ,where many mansions be1 ,i shall sweetly talk with ,jesus1 ,and he will talk with me4 ,,nothing ,,to ,,wish ,,or ,,to ,,fear ,his name yields the richest perfume1 ,and sweeter than music his voice2 ,his presence disperses my gloom1 ,and makes all within me rejoice2 ,i should1 were he always thus nigh1 ,have nothing to wish or to fear2 ,no mortal so happy as ,i1 ,my summer would last all the year4 ,content with beholding his face1 ,my all to his pleasure resigned1 ,no changes of season or place ,would make any change in my mind2 ,while blest with a sense of his love ,a palace a toy would appear2 ,and prisons would palaces prove ,if ,jesus would dwell with me there4 --,john ,newton4 ,,the ,,heart ,,of ,,god ,there is no love like the love of ,jesus1 ,never to fade or fall ,till into the fold of the peace of ,god ,he has gathered us all4 ,there is no heart like the heart of ,jesus1 ,filled with a tender lore2 ,not a throb or throe our hearts can know ,but he suffered before4 ,there is no voice like the voice of ,jesus2 ,ah6 how sweet its chime1 ,like the musical ring of some rushing spring ,in the summer-time6 ,o might we listen that voice of ,jesus6 ,o might we never roam ,till our souls should rest1 in peace1 on his breast1 ,in the heavenly home6 --,w4 ,e4 ,littlewood4 ,,the ,,touch ,he touched her hand1 and the fever left her4 ,he touched her hand as he only can1 ,with the wondrous skill of the ,great ,physician1 ,with the tender touch of the ,son of man1 ,and the fever-pain in the throbbing temples ,died out with the flush on brow and cheek1 ,and the lips that had been so parched and burning ,trembled with thanks that she could not speak1 ,and the eyes where the fever light had faded ,looked up1 by her grateful tears made dim1 ,and she rose and ministered in her household2 ,she rose and ministered unto him4 ,he touched her hand1 and the fever left her4 ,o blessed touch of the ,man divine6 ,so beautiful to arise and serve him ,when the fever is gone from your life and mine4 ,it may be the fever of restless serving ,with heart all thirsty for love and praise1 ,and eyes all aching and strained with yearning ,toward self-set goals in the future days4 ,or it may be fever of spirit anguish1 ,some tempest of sorrow that does not down1 ,till the cross at last is in meekness lifted ,and the head stoops low for the thorny crown4 ,or it may be a fever of pain and anger1 ,when the wounded spirit is hard to bear1 ,and only the ,lord can draw forth the arrows ,left carelessly1 cruelly rankling there4 ,whatever the fever1 his touch can heal it2 ,whatever the tempest1 his voice can still4 ,there is only a rest as we seek his pleasure1 ,there is only a rest as we choose his will4 ,and some day1 after life's fitful fever1 ,i think we shall say1 in the home on high1 ,if the hands that he touched but did his bidding1 ,how little it matters what else went by6 ,ah1 ,lord1 ,thou knowest us altogether1 ,each heart's sore sickness1 whatever it be2 ,touch thou our hands6 ,let the fever leave us1 ,and so shall we minister unto thee6 ,,jesus ,,our ,,joy ,jesus1 thou ,joy of loving hearts6 ,thou ,fount of life6 thou ,light of men6 ,from the best bliss that earth imparts ,we turn1 unfilled1 to thee again4 ,thy truth unchanged hath ever stood2 ,thou savest those that on thee call2 ,to them that seek thee thou art good1 ,to them that find thee1 all in all4 ,we taste thee1 ,o thou ,living ,bread1 ,and long to feast upon thee still2 ,we drink of thee1 the ,fountain ,head1 ,and thirst our souls from thee to fill6 ,our restless spirits yearn for thee ,where'er our changeful lot is cast2 ,glad1 when thy gracious smile we see1 ,blest1 when our faith can hold thee fast4 ,o ,jesus1 ever with us stay2 ,make all our moments calm and bright2 ,chase the dark night of sin away2 ,shed o'er the world thy holy light4 --,bernard of ,clairvaux1 tr4 by ,ray ,palmer4 ,,friend ,,of ,,souls ,o ,friend of souls6 how blest the time ,when in thy love ,i rest6 ,when from my weariness ,i climb ,e'en to thy tender breast6 ,the night of sorrow endeth there1 ,thy rays outshine the sun2 ,and in thy pardon and thy care ,the heaven of heavens is won4 ,the world may call itself my foe1 ,or flatter and allure1 ,i care not for the world--,i go ,to this tried friend and sure4 ,and when life's fiercest storms are sent ,upon life's wildest sea1 ,my little bark is confident ,because it holdeth thee4 ,when the law threatens endless death ,upon the awful hill1 ,straightway from her consuming breath ,my soul goes higher still-- ,goeth to ,jesus1 wounded1 slain1 ,and maketh him her home1 ,whence she will not go out again1 ,and where death cannnot come4 ,i do not fear the wilderness-- ,where thou hast been before2 ,nay1 rather will ,i daily press ,after thee1 near thee1 more4 ,thou art my food1 on thee ,i lean2 ,thou makest my heart sing2 ,and to thy heavenly pastures green ,all thy dear flock dost bring4 ,and if the gate that opens there ,be dark to other men1 ,it is not dark to those who share ,the heart of ,jesus then4 ,that is not losing much of life ,which is not losing thee1 ,who art as present in the strife ,as in the victory4 ,to others death seems dark and grim1 ,but not1 ,o ,lord1 to me2 ,i know thou ne'er forsakest him ,who puts his trust in thee4 ,nay1 rather with a joyful heart ,i welcome the release ,from this dark desert1 and depart ,to thy eternal peace4 --,wolfgang ,c4 ,dessler4 ,,my ,,lord ,,and ,i ,i have a ,friend so precious1 ,so very dear to me1 ,he loves me with such tender love1 ,he loves so faithfully1 ,i could not live apart from him1 ,i love to feel him nigh2 ,and so we dwell together1 ,my ,lord and ,i4 ,sometimes ,i'm faint and weary2 ,he knows that ,i am weak1 ,and as he bids me lean on him ,his help ,i gladly seek2 ,he leads me in the paths of light ,beneath a sunny sky1 ,and so we walk together1 ,my ,lord and ,i4 ,he knows how much ,i love him1 ,he knows ,i love him well1 ,but with what love he loveth me ,my tongue can never tell4 ,it is an everlasting love ,in ever rich supply1 ,and so we love each other1 ,my ,lord and ,i4 ,i tell him all my sorrows1 ,i tell him all my joys1 ,i tell him all that pleases me1 ,i tell him what annoys4 ,he tells me what ,i ought to do1 ,he tells me how to try1 ,and so we talk together1 ,my ,lord and ,i4 ,he knows how ,i am longing ,some weary soul to win1 ,and so he bids me go and speak ,the loving word for him4 ,he bids me tell his wondrous love1 ,and why he came to die1 ,and so we work together1 ,my ,lord and ,i4 ,i have his yoke upon me1 ,and easy 'tis to bear2 ,in the burden which he carries ,i gladly take a share2 ,for then it is my happiness ,to have him always nigh2 ,we bear the yoke together1 ,my ,lord and ,i4 --,l4 ,shorey4 ,ever1 when tempted1 make me see1 ,beneath the olive's moon-pierced shade1 ,my ,god alone1 outstretched and bruised1 ,and bleeding on the earth he made2 ,and make me feel it was my sin1 ,as though no other sin there were1 ,that was to him who bears the world ,a load that he could scarcely bear4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,jesus ,,all-,,sufficient ,if only he is mine-- ,if but this poor heart ,never more1 in grief or joy1 ,may from him depart1 ,then farewell to sadness2 ,all ,i feel is love1 and hope1 and gladness4 ,if only he is mine1 ,then from all below1 ,leaning on my pilgrim staff1 ,gladly forth ,i go ,from the crowd who follow1 ,in the broad1 bright road1 their pleasures false and hollow4 ,if only he is mine1 ,then all else is given2 ,every blessing lifts my eyes ,and my heart to heaven4 ,filled with heavenly love1 ,earthly hopes and fears no longer tempt to move4 ,there1 when he is mine1 ,is my ,fatherland1 ,and my heritage of bliss ,cometh from his hand4 ,now ,i find again1 ,in his people1 love long lost1 and mourned in vain4 --,novalis4 ,,jesus ,,supreme ,be thou supreme1 ,lord ,jesus ,christ1 ,live o'er again in me1 ,that1 filled with love1 ,i may become ,a ,christ in my degree4 ,be thou supreme1 ,lord ,jesus ,christ1 ,my inmost being fill2 ,so shall ,i think as thou dost think1 ,and will as thou dost will4 ,be thou supreme1 ,lord ,jesus ,christ1 ,thy life transfigure mine2 ,and through this veil of mortal flesh ,here may thy glory shine4 ,be thou supreme1 ,lord ,jesus ,christ1 ,thy love's constraint ,i feel1 ,thy cross ,i see1 and mind and heart ,obey its mute appeal4 ,be thou supreme1 ,lord ,jesus ,christ1 ,and when this life is o'er ,may ,i be with thee where thou art1 ,like thee1 forever more4 ,,all ,,for ,,jesus ,what shall ,i sing for thee1 ,my ,lord and ,light8 ,what shall ,i bring to thee1 ,master1 to-night8 ,o for the strong desire6 ,o for the touch of fire6 ,then shall my tuneful lyre ,praise thee aright4 ,thou hast given all for me1 ,saviour divine6 ,i would give all to thee1 ,evermore thine6 ,let my heart cling to thee1 ,let my lips sing for thee1 ,let me just bring to thee ,all that is mine6 ,didst thou not die for me1 ,ransom for sin8 ,ascending on high for me1 ,pleading within8 ,all shall be dross for thee1 ,all shall be loss for thee1 ,welcome the cross for thee ,i1 too1 shall win6 ,what can ,i do for thee1 ,glorious ,friend8 ,let me be true to thee ,right to the end6 ,close to thy bleeding side1 ,washed in the crimson tide1 ,on till the waves divide1 ,till ,i ascend6 ,then a still sweeter song1 ,jesus1 ,i'll bring2 ,up 'mid the ransomed throng ,thee will ,i sing6 ,never to leave thee now1 ,never to grieve thee now1 ,low at thy feet to bow1 ,wonderful ,king6 --,henry ,burton4 ,,christ ,,our ,,example ,o who like thee1 so calm1 so bright1 ,lord ,jesus ,christ1 thou ,light of light2 ,o who like thee did ever go ,so patient through a world of woe8 ,o who like thee so humbly bore ,the scorn1 the scoffs of men1 before2 ,so meek1 so lowly1 yet so high1 ,so glorious in humility8 ,through all thy lifelong weary years1 ,a ,man of sorrows and of tears1 ,the cross1 where all our sins were laid1 ,upon thy bending shoulders weighed2 ,and death1 that sets the prisoner free1 ,was pang and scoff and scorn to thee2 ,yet love through all thy torture glowed1 ,and mercy with thy life-blood flowed4 ,o wondrous ,lord1 our souls would be ,still more and more conformed to thee6 ,would lose the pride1 the taint of sin1 ,that burns these fevered veins within8 ,and learn of thee1 the lowly ,one1 ,and1 like thee1 all our journey run1 ,above the world1 and all its mirth1 ,yet weeping still with weeping earth4 ,be with us as we onward go2 ,illumine all our way of woe2 ,and grant us ever on the road ,to trace the footsteps of our ,god2 ,that when thou shalt appear1 arrayed ,in light1 to judge the quick and dead1 ,we may to life immortal soar ,through thee1 who livest evermore4 --,arthur ,cleveland ,coxe4 ,,it ,,passeth ,,knowledge ,it passeth knowledge1 that dear love of thine1 ,my ,jesus6 ,saviour6 ,yet this soul of mine ,would of that love in all its depth and length1 ,its height and breadth and everlasting strength1 ,know more and more4 ,it passeth telling1 that dear love of thine1 ,my ,jesus6 ,saviour6 yet these lips of mine ,would fain proclaim to sinners far and near ,a love which can remove all guilty fear1 ,and love beget4 ,it passeth praises1 that dear love of thine1 ,my ,jesus6 ,saviour6 yet this heart of mine ,would sing a love so rich1 so full1 so free1 ,which brought an undone sinner1 such as me1 ,right home to ,god4 ,but ah6 ,i cannot tell1 or sing1 or know1 ,the fulness of that love whilst here below1 ,yet my poor vessel ,i may freely bring2 ,o thou who art of love the living spring1 ,my vessel fill4 ,i am an empty vessel6 scarce one thought ,or look of love to thee ,i've ever brought2 ,yet1 ,i may come and come again to thee ,with this--the contrite sinner's truthful plea-- ,thou lovest me6 ,oh6 fill me1 ,jesus6 ,saviour6 with thy love6 ,my woes but drive me to the fount above3 ,thither may ,i in childlike faith draw nigh1 ,and never to another fountain fly ,but unto thee6 ,and when1 my ,jesus1 thy dear face ,i see1 ,when at that lofty throne ,i bend the knee1 ,then of thy love--in all its breadth and length1 ,its height and depth1 and everlasting strength-- ,my soul shall sing4 --,mary ,shekelnot4 ,,seeing ,,jesus ,i would see ,jesus4 ,as ,i muse1 and1 thinking1 ,grow amazed--bewildered with a strange delight1 ,my faith is roused1 my spirit seemeth drinking ,a foretaste of that ever-longed-for sight4 ,i know that ,i shall see him2 in that hour ,when he from fleshly bonds release doth give1 ,earth's mists dispersing at his word of power1 ,then shall ,i look upon my ,god and live6 ,o blessed hope6 ,o glorious aspiration6 ,a little while and ,i the ,christ shall see6 ,a patient waiting for the full salvation-- ,then shall ,i know my ,lord as he knows me4 ,i have seen the face of ,jesus3 ,tell me not of aught beside4 ,i have heard the voice of ,jesus3 ,all my soul is satisfied4 ,,she ,,brought ,,her ,,box ,,of ,,alabaster ,she brought her box of alabaster2 ,the precious spikenard filled the room ,with honor worthy of the ,master1 ,a costly1 rare1 and rich perfume4 ,her tears for sin fell hot and thickly ,on his dear feet1 outstretched and bare2 ,unconscious how1 she wiped them quickly ,with the long ringlets of her hair4 ,and richly fall those raven tresses ,adown her cheek1 like willow leaves1 ,as stooping still1 with fond caresses1 ,she plies her task of love1 and grieves4 ,oh may we thus1 like loving ,mary1 ,ever our choicest offerings bring1 ,nor grudging of our toil1 nor chary ,of costly service to our ,king4 ,methinks ,i hear from ,christian lowly ,some hallowed voice at evening rise1 ,or quiet morn1 or in the holy ,unclouded calm of ,sabbath skies2 ,i bring my box of alabaster1 ,of earthly loves ,i break the shrine1 ,and pour affections1 purer1 vaster1 ,on that dear head1 those feet of thine4 ,the joys ,i prized1 the hopes ,i cherished1 ,the fairest flowers my fancy wove1 ,behold my fondest idols perished1 ,receive the incense of my love6 ,what though the scornful world1 deriding1 ,such waste of love1 of service1 fears8 ,still let me pour1 through taunt and chiding1 ,the rich libation of my tears4 ,i bring my box of alabaster2 ,accepted let the offering rise6 ,so grateful tears shall flow the faster1 ,in founts of gladness from mine eyes6 --,c4 ,l4 ,ford4 ,not ,i but ,christ be honored1 loved1 exalted1 ,not ,i but ,christ be seen1 be known1 be heard1 ,not ,i but ,christ in every look and action1 ,not ,i but ,christ in every thought and word4 ,,jesus1 ,i ,,love ,,thee ,jesus1 ,i love thee1 not because ,i hope for heaven thereby1 ,nor yet because1 if ,i love not1 ,i must forever die4 ,i love thee1 ,saviour dear1 and still ,i ever will love thee1 ,solely because my ,god1 thou art1 ,who first hast loved me4 ,for me to lowest depth of woe ,thou didst thyself abase2 ,for me didst bear the cross and shame1 ,and manifold disgrace2 ,for me didst suffer pain unknown1 ,blood-sweat and agony-- ,yea1 death itself--all1 all for me1 ,who was thine enemy4 ,then why1 ,o blessed ,saviour mine4 ,should ,i not love thee well8 ,not for the sake of winning heaven ,nor of escaping hell4 ,not with the hope of gaining aught1 ,nor seeking a reward2 ,but freely1 fully1 as thyself ,hast loved me1 ,o ,lord6 ,even so ,i love thee1 and will love1 ,and in thy praise will sing1 ,solely because thou art my ,god ,and my eternal king4 --,francis ,xavier4 ,i',,ve ,,found ,a ,,joy ,,in ,,sorrow ,i've found a joy in sorrow1 ,a secret balm for pain1 ,a beautiful to-morrow ,of sunshine after rain2 ,i've found a branch of healing ,near every bitter spring1 ,a whispered promise stealing ,o'er every broken string4 ,i've found a glad hosanna ,for every woe and wail1 ,a handful of sweet manna ,when grapes of ,eschol fail2 ,i've found a ,rock of ,ages ,when desert wells were dry2 ,and1 after weary stages1 ,i've found an ,elim nigh-- ,an ,elim with its coolness1 ,its fountains1 and its shade2 ,a blessing in its fullness ,when buds of promise fade2 ,o'er tears of soft contrition ,i've seen a rainbow light2 ,a glory and fruition ,so near6--yet out of sight4 ,my ,saviour1 thee possessing1 ,i have the joy1 the balm4 ,the healing and the blessing4 ,the sunshine and the psalm2 ,the promise for the fearful1 ,the ,elim for the faint1 ,the rainbow for the tearful1 ,the glory for the saint6 ,,patience ,,of ,,jesus ,what grace1 ,o ,lord1 and beauty shone ,around thy steps below6 ,what patient love was seen in all ,thy life and death of woe6 ,for ever on thy burdened heart ,a weight of sorrow hung2 ,yet no ungentle1 murmuring word ,escaped thy silent tongue4 ,thy foes might hate1 despise1 revile1 ,thy friends unfaithful prove2 ,unwearied in forgiveness still1 ,thy heart could only love4 ,o give us hearts to love like thee1 ,like thee1 ,o ,lord1 to grieve ,far more for others' sins than all ,the wrongs that we receive4 ,one with thyself1 may every eye ,in us1 thy brethren1 see ,that gentleness and grace that spring ,from union1 ,lord1 with thee4 --,edward ,denny4 ,true wisdom is in leaning ,on ,jesus ,christ1 our ,lord2 ,true wisdom is in trusting ,his own life-giving word2 ,true wisdom is in living ,near ,jesus every day2 ,true wisdom is in walking ,where he shall lead the way4 ,,tell ,,me ,,about ,,the ,,master ,tell me about the ,master6 ,i am weary and worn to-night1 ,the day lies behind me in shadow1 ,and only the evening is light2 ,light with a radiant glory ,that lingers about the west2 ,my poor heart is aweary1 aweary1 ,and longs1 like a child1 for rest4 ,tell me about the ,master6 ,of the hills he in loneliness trod1 ,when the tears and the blood of his anguish ,dropped down on ,judea's sod4 ,for to me life's numerous milestones ,but a sorrowful journey mark2 ,rough lies the hill country before me1 ,the mountains behind me are dark4 ,tell me about the ,master6 ,of the wrong he freely forgave3 ,of his love and tender compassion1 ,of his love that is mighty to save2 ,for my heart is aweary1 aweary ,of the woes and temptations of life1 ,of the error that stalks in the noonday1 ,of falsehood and malice and strife4 ,yet ,i know that1 whatever of sorrow ,or pain or temptation befall1 ,the infinite ,master has suffered1 ,and knoweth and pitieth all4 ,so tell me the sweet old story1 ,that falls on each wound like a balm1 ,and my heart that was bruised and broken ,shall grow patient and strong and calm4 ,,jesu ,jesu is in my heart1 his sacred name ,is deeply carved there2 but the other week ,a great affliction broke the little frame1 ,e'en all to pieces2 which ,i went to seek2 ,and first ,i found the corner where was ,j1 ,after where ,,es1 and next where ,u was graved4 ,when ,i had got these parcels1 instantly ,i sat me down to spell them1 and perceived ,that to my broken heart he was ,i ,,ease ,,you1 ,and to my whole is ,,jesu4 --,george ,herbert4 ,,sealed ,i am thine own1 ,o ,christ-- ,henceforth entirely thine2 ,and life from this glad hour1 ,new life1 is mine6 ,no earthly joy shall lure ,my quiet soul from thee2 ,this deep delight1 so pure1 ,is heaven to me4 ,my little song of praise ,in sweet content ,i sing2 ,to thee the note ,i raise1 ,my ,king1 my ,king6 ,i cannot tell the art ,by which such bliss is given2 ,i know thou hast my heart1 ,and ,i--have heaven6 ,o peace6 ,o holy rest6 ,o balmy breath of love6 ,o heart divinest1 best1 ,thy depth ,i prove4 ,i ask this gift of thee-- ,a life all lily fair1 ,and fragrant as the gardens be ,where seraphs are4 --,helen ,bradley4 ,,jesus1 ,,my ,,god ,,and ,,my ,,all ,o ,jesus6 ,jesus6 dearest ,lord6 ,forgive me if ,i say ,for very love thy sacred name ,a thousand times a day4 ,i love thee so1 ,i know not how ,my transports to control2 ,thy love is like a burning fire ,within my very soul4 ,o wonderful6 that thou shouldst let ,so vile a heart as mine ,love thee with such a love as this1 ,and make so free with thine4 ,the craft of this wise world of ours ,poor wisdom seems to me2 ,ah6 dearest ,jesus6 ,i have grown ,childish with love of thee6 ,for thou to me art all in all1 ,my honor and my wealth1 ,my heart's desire1 my body's strength1 ,my soul's eternal health4 ,burn1 burn1 ,o ,love6 within my heart ,burn fiercely night and day1 ',till all the dross of earthly loves ,is burned1 and burned away4 ,o light in darkness1 joy in grief1 ,o heaven begun on earth6 ,jesus6 my love6 my treasure6 who ,can tell what thou art worth8 ,o ,jesus6 ,jesus6 sweetest ,lord6 ,what art thou not to me8 ,each hour brings joys before unknown1 ,each day new liberty6 ,what limit is there to thee1 love8 ,thy flight where wilt thou stay8 ,on6 on6 our ,lord is sweeter far ,to-day than yesterday4 ,o love of ,jesus6 blessed love6 ,so will it ever be2 ,time cannot hold thy wondrous growth1 ,no1 nor eternity4 --,frederick ,william ,faber4 ,,love--,,joy ,as on a window late ,i cast mine eye1 ,i saw a vine drop grapes with ,j and ,c ,anneal'd on every bunch4 ,one standing by ,ask'd what it meant4 ,i 7who am never loth ,to spend my judgment7 said it seem'd to me ,to be the body and the letters both ,of ,joy and ,charity4 ,sir1 you have not miss'd1 ,the man replied2 it figures ,,jesus ,,christ4 --,george ,herbert4 ,,why ,,not8 ,why not leave them all with ,jesus-- ,all thy cares1 ,all the things that fret thee daily1 ,earth's affairs8 ,pour out all thy sin and longing2 ,he has felt ,need of human love as thou hast1 ,and has knelt ,at his ,father's feet1 imploring1 ,for the day1 ,strength to guard against temptation ,by the way4 ,why not leave them all with ,jesus-- ,on his breast ,find a balm for all earth-suffering1 ,peace and rest8 ,ah6 he knows that thou hast striven ,to walk right2 ,longs to make the thorny pathway ,clear and bright4 ,see1 he bathes thy feet1 all bleeding1 ,with his tears6 ,give to him thyself1 thy burden1 ,and thy fears4 ,,jesus ,,on ,,the ,,sea ,when the storm of the mountains on ,galilee fell ,and lifted its waters on high-- ,and the faithless disciples were bound in the spell ,of mysterious alarm--their terrors to quell ,jesus whispered1 ,fear not3 it is ,i4 ,the storm could not bury that word in the wave1 ,for 'twas taught through the tempest to fly2 ,it shall reach his disciples in every clime1 ,and his voice shall be near1 in each troublous time1 ,saying1 ,be not afraid3 it is ,i4 ,when the spirit is broken with sickness or sorrow1 ,and comfort is ready to die2 ,the darkness shall pass and1 in gladness to-morrow1 ,the wounded complete consolation shall borrow ,from his life-giving word1 ,it is ,i4 ,when death is at hand1 and the cottage of clay ,is left with a tremulous sigh1 ,the gracious forerunner is smoothing the way ,for its tenant to pass to unchangeable day1 ,saying1 ,be not afraid3 it is ,i4 ,when the waters are passed1 and the glories unknown ,burst forth on the wondering eye1 ,the compassionate ,lamb in the midst of the throne ,shall welcome1 encourage1 and comfort his own1 ,and say1 ,be not afraid3 it is ,i4 ,,let ,,us ,,see ,,jesus ,we would see ,jesus--for the shadows lengthen ,across the little landscape of our life2 ,we would see ,jesus--our weak faith to strengthen ,for the last weariness1 the mortal strife4 ,we would see ,jesus--for life's hand hath rested ,with its dark touch on weary heart and brow2 ,and though our souls have many billows breasted ,others are rising in the distance now4 ,we would see ,jesus--other lights are paling ,which for long years we have rejoiced to see2 ,the blessings of our pilgrimage are failing-- ,we would not mourn them1 for we come to thee4 ,we would see ,jesus--yet the spirit lingers ,round the dear object it has loved so long1 ,and earth from earth will scarce unclose its fingers1 ,our love for thee makes not this love less strong4 ,we would see ,jesus--the strong ,rock-foundation ,whereon our feet are set by sovereign grace2 ,not life or death1 with all their agitation1 ,can thence remove us if we seek his face4 ,we would see ,jesus--sense is all too blinding1 ,and heaven appears too dim and far away2 ,we would see ,jesus--to gain the sweet reminding ,that thou hast promised our great debt to pay4 ,we would see ,jesus--that is all we're needing1 ,strength1 joy1 and willingness come with the sight2 ,we would see ,jesus--dying1 risen1 pleading-- ,then welcome day1 and farewell mortal night6 --,anna ,b4 ,warner4 ,a ,,song ,,of ,,love ,to thee1 ,o dear1 dear ,saviour6 ,my spirit turns for rest2 ,my peace is in thy favor1 ,my pillow on thy breast2 ,though all the world deceive me1 ,i know that ,i am thine1 ,and thou wilt never leave me1 ,o blessed ,saviour mine6 ,in thee my trust abideth1 ,on thee my hope relies1 ,o thou whose love provideth ,for all beneath the skies6 ,o thou whose mercy found me1 ,from bondage set me free1 ,and then forever bound me ,with threefold cords to thee6 ,my grief is in the dullness ,with which this sluggish heart ,doth open to the fullness ,of all thou wouldst impart2 ,my joy is in thy beauty ,of holiness divine1 ,my comfort in the duty ,that binds my life to thine4 ,alas6 that ,i should ever ,have fail'd in love to thee1 ,the only ,one who never ,forgot or slighted me4 ,o for a heart to love thee ,more truly as ,i ought1 ,and nothing place above thee ,in deed1 or word1 or thought4 ,o for that choicest blessing ,of living in thy love1 ,and thus on earth possessing ,the peace of heaven above6 ,o for the bliss that by it ,the soul securely knows1 ,the holy calm and quiet ,of faith's serene repose6 --,john ,samuel ,bewley ,monsell4 ,,the ,,unfailing ,,friend ,o ,jesus6 ,friend unfailing1 ,how dear art thou to me6 ,are cares and fears assailing8 ,i find my strength in thee6 ,why should my feet grow weary ,of this my pilgrim way8 ,rough though the path1 and dreary1 ,it ends in perfect day4 ,naught1 naught ,i count as treasure2 ,compared1 ,o ,christ1 with thee6 ,thy sorrow without measure ,earned peace and joy for me4 ,i love to own1 ,lord ,jesus1 ,thy claims o'er me and mine2 ,bought with thy blood most precious1 ,whose can ,i be but thine8 ,what fills my soul with gladness8 ',tis thine abounding grace6 ,where can ,i look in sadness1 ,but1 ,jesus1 in thy face8 ,my all is thy providing2 ,thy love can ne'er grow cold2 ,in thee1 my refuge1 hiding1 ,no good wilt thou withhold4 ,why should ,i droop in sorrow8 ,thou'rt ever by my side3 ,why1 trembling1 dread the morrow8 ,what ill can e'er betide8 ,if ,i my cross have taken1 ',tis but to follow thee2 ,if scorned1 despised1 forsaken1 ,naught severs me from thee6 ,oh1 worldly pomp and glory6 ,your charms are spread in vain6 ,i've heard a sweeter story1 ,i've found a truer gain6 ,where ,christ a place prepareth1 ,there is my loved abode2 ,there shall ,i gaze on ,jesus1 ,there shall ,i dwell with ,god6 ,for every tribulation1 ,for every sore distress1 ,in ,christ ,i've full salvation1 ,sure help1 and quiet rest4 ,no fear of foes prevailing6 ,i triumph1 ,lord1 in thee6 ,o ,jesus6 ,friend unfailing6 ,how dear art thou to me6 ,,the ,,song ,,of ,a ,,heathen 7,sojourning in ,galilee1 ,a4 ,d4 #cb7 ,if ,jesus ,christ is a man-- ,and only a man--,i say ,that of all mankind ,i cleave to him1 ,and to him will ,i cleave alway4 ,if ,jesus ,christ is a ,god-- ,and the only ,god--,i swear ,i will follow him through heaven and hell1 ,the earth1 the sea1 the air4 --,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,,it ,,is ,,toward ,,evening ,abide with me1 ,o ,christ2 thou must not go ,for life's brief day is now far down the west2 ,in dark'ning clouds my sun is sinking low2 ,lord1 stay and soothe thy fretted child to rest4 ,abide with me2 ere ,i can fall on sleep ,my throbbing head must on thy breast recline1 ,that ,i may hear anew thy voice1 and feel ,the thrill of thy pierced hands in touch with mine4 ,abide with me2 so then shall ,i have peace ,the world can never give nor take from me2 ,nor life nor death can that calm peace disturb1 ,since life and death alike are gain through thee4 ,if life1 'tis well2 for though in paths of pain1 ,in desert place afar1 ,i'm led aside1 ,yet here 'tis joy my ,master's cup to share2 ,and so ,i pray1 ,o ,christ1 with me abide4 ',tis gain if death2 for in that far-off land-- ,no longer far--no veil of flesh will dim ,for me the wondrous beauty of my ,king1 ,as he abides with me and ,i with him4 ,abide with me2 ,i have toiled gladly on1 ,a little while1 in stir of care and strife2 ,the task is laid aside at thy command1 ,make thou it perfect with thy perfect life4 ,,the ,,blessed ,,face ,jesus1 these eyes have never seen ,that radiant form of thine2 ,the veil of sense hangs dark between ,thy blessed face and mine4 ,i see thee not1 ,i hear thee not1 ,yet art thou oft with me2 ,and earth hath ne'er so dear a spot ,as where ,i meet with thee4 ,like some bright dream that comes unsought ,when slumbers o'er me roll1 ,thine image ever fills my thought ,and charms my ravished soul4 ,yet though ,i have not seen1 and still ,must rest in faith alone1 ,i love thee1 dearest ,lord1 and will1 ,unseen but not unknown4 ,when death these mortal eyes shall seal1 ,and still this throbbing heart1 ,the rending veil shall thee reveal1 ,all-glorious as thou art4 --,ray ,palmer4 ,,to ,,thee ,i bring my sins to thee ,the sins ,i cannot count1 ,that all may cleansed be ,in thy once-opened fount4 ,i bring them1 ,saviour1 all to thee2 ,the burden is too great for me4 ,my heart to thee ,i bring1 ,the heart ,i cannot read2 ,a faithless1 wandering thing1 ,an evil heart indeed4 ,i bring it1 ,saviour1 now to thee1 ,that fixed and faithful it may be ,to thee ,i bring my care1 ,the care ,i cannot flee2 ,thou wilt not only share1 ,but take it all for me4 ,o loving ,saviour1 now to thee1 ,i bring the load that wearies me4 ,i bring my grief to thee1 ,the grief ,i cannot tell2 ,no words shall needed be1 ,thou knowest all so well4 ,i bring the sorrow laid on me1 ,o suffering ,saviour6 all to thee4 ,my joys to thee ,i bring1 ,the joys thy love has given1 ,that each may be a wing ,to lift me nearer heaven4 ,i bring them1 ,saviour1 all to thee1 ,who hast procured them all for me4 ,my life ,i bring to thee1 ,i would not be my own2 ,o ,saviour6 let me be ,thine ever1 thine alone6 ,my heart1 my life1 my all1 ,i bring ,to thee1 my ,saviour and my ,king4 ,,we ,,long ,,to ,,see ,,jesus ,we would see ,jesus6 we have longed to see him ,since first the story of his love was told2 ,we would that he might sojourn now among us1 ,as once he sojourned with the ,jews of old4 ,we would see ,jesus6 see the infant sleeping1 ,as on our mother's knees we1 too1 have slept2 ,we would see ,jesus6 see him gently weeping1 ,as we1 in infancy1 ourselves have wept4 ,we would behold him1 as he wandered lowly-- ,no room for him1 too often1 in the inn-- ,behold that life1 the beautiful1 the holy1 ,the only sinless in this world of sin4 ,we would see ,jesus6 we would have him with us1 ,a guest beloved and honored at our board2 ,how blessed were our bread if it were broken ,before the sacred presence of the ,lord6 ,we would see ,jesus6 we would have him with us1 ,friend of our households and our children dear1 ,who still1 should death and sorrow come among us1 ,would hasten to us1 and would touch the bier4 ,we would see ,jesus6 not alone in sorrow1 ,but we would have him with us in our mirth2 ,he1 at whose right hand are joys forever1 ,doth not disdain to bless the joys of earth4 ,we would see ,jesus6 but the wish is faithless2 ,thou still art with us1 who hast loved us well2 ,thy blessed promise1 ,i am with you always1 ,is ever faithful1 ,o ,immanuel6 --,anna ,e4 ,hamilton4 ,,tell ,,jesus ,when thou wakest in the morning1 ,ere thou tread the untried way ,of the lot that lies before thee1 ,through the coming busy day1 ,whether sunbeams promise brightness1 ,whether dim forebodings fall1 ,be thy dawning glad or gloomy1 ,go to ,jesus--tell him all6 ,in the calm of sweet communion ,let thy daily work be done2 ,in the peace of soul outpouring1 ,care be banished1 patience won2 ,and if earth1 with its enchantments1 ,seek the spirit to enthrall1 ,ere thou listen1 ere thou answer1 ,turn to ,jesus--tell him all4 ,then1 as hour by hour glides by thee1 ,thou wilt blessed guidance know2 ,thine own burdens being lightened1 ,thou canst bear another's woe2 ,thou canst help the weak ones onward1 ,thou canst raise up those that fall2 ,but remember1 while thou servest1 ,still tell ,jesus--tell him all6 ,and if weariness creep o'er thee ,as the day wears to its close1 ,or if sudden fierce temptation ,brings thee face to face with foes1 ,in thy weakness1 in thy peril1 ,raise to heaven a trustful call2 ,strength and calm for every crisis ,come--in telling ,jesus all4 ,,anywhere ,,with ,,jesus ,anywhere with ,jesus1 ,says the ,christian heart2 ,let him take me where he will1 ,so we do not part4 ,always sitting at his feet ,there's no cause for fears2 ,anywhere with ,jesus1 ,in this vale of tears4 ,anywhere with ,jesus1 ,though he leadeth me ,where the path is rough and long4 ,where the dangers be2 ,though he taketh from my heart ,all ,i love below1 ,anywhere with ,jesus ,will ,i gladly go4 ,anywhere with ,jesus-- ,though he please to bring ,into floods or fiercest flames1 ,into suffering2 ,though he bid me work or wait1 ,only bear for him-- ,anywhere with ,jesus1 ,this shall be my hymn4 ,anywhere with ,jesus2 ,for it cannot be ,dreary1 dark1 or desolate ,when he is with me2 ,he will love me to the end1 ,every need supply2 ,anywhere with ,jesus1 ,should ,i live or die4 ,,our ,,rock ,if life's pleasures cheer thee1 ,give them not thy heart1 ,lest the gifts ensnare thee ,from thy ,god to part2 ,his praises speak1 his favor seek1 ,fix there thy hope's foundation1 ,love him1 and he shall ever be ,the ,rock of thy salvation4 ,if sorrow e'er befall thee1 ,painful though it be1 ,let not fear appall thee3 ,to thy ,saviour flee2 ,he1 ever near1 thy prayer will hear1 ,and calm thy perturbation2 ,the waves of woe shall ne'er o'erflow ,the ,rock of thy salvation4 ,death shall never harm thee1 ,shrink not from his blow1 ,for thy ,god shall arm thee ,and victory bestow2 ,for death shall bring to thee no sting1 ,the grave no desolation2 ',tis gain to die with ,jesus nigh-- ,the ,rock of thy salvation4 --,francis ,scott ,key4 ,the dearest thing on earth to me ,is ,jesus' will2 ,whate'er ,i do1 where'er ,i be1 ,to do his will4 ,worldly pleasures cannot charm me1 ,powers of evil cannot harm me1 ,death itself cannot alarm me1 ,for 'tis his will4 ,,sweet ,,promises ,o ,jesus1 ,i have promised1 ,to serve thee to the end2 ,be thou forever near me1 ,my ,master and my ,friend4 ,i shall not fear the battle ,if thou art by my side1 ,nor wander from the pathway ,if thou wilt be my guide4 ,o let me feel thee near me2 ,the world is ever near2 ,i see the sights that dazzle1 ,the tempting sounds ,i hear2 ,my foes are ever near me1 ,around me and within2 ,but1 ,jesus1 draw thou nearer1 ,and shield my soul from sin4 ,o ,jesus1 thou hast promised ,to all who follow thee1 ,that where thou art in glory ,there shall thy servant be2 ,and1 ,jesus1 ,i have promised ,to serve thee to the end2 ,o give me grace to follow ,my ,master and my ,friend4 --,john ,e4 ,bode4 ,,the ,,king ,,of ,,love ,the ,king of love my ,shepherd is1 ,whose goodness faileth never2 ,i nothing lack if ,i am his1 ,and he is mine forever4 ,where streams of living water flow ,my ransomed soul he leadeth1 ,and where the verdant pastures grow ,with food celestial feedeth4 ,perverse and foolish oft ,i strayed1 ,but yet in love he sought me1 ,and on his shoulder gently laid1 ,and home rejoicing brought me4 ,in death's dark vale ,i fear no ill1 ,with thee1 dear ,lord1 beside me2 ,thy rod and staff my comfort still1 ,thy cross before to guide me4 ,and so1 through all the length of day1 ,thy goodness faileth never2 ,good ,shepherd1 may ,i sing thy praise ,within thy house forever4 --,henry ,w4 ,baker4 ,,we ,,would ,,see ,,jesus ,we would see ,jesus when our hopes are brightest ,and all that earth can grant is at its best2 ,when not a drift of shadow1 even the lightest1 ,blurs our clear atmosphere of perfect rest4 ,we would see ,jesus when the joy of living ,holds all our senses in a realm of bliss1 ,that we may know he hath the power of giving ,enduring rapture more supreme than this4 ,we would see ,jesus when our pathway darkens1 ,beneath the dread of some impending ill2 ,when the discouraged soul no longer harkens ,to hope1 who beckons in the distance still4 ,we would see ,jesus when the stress of sorrow ,strains to their utmost tension heart and brain2 ,that he may teach us how despair may borrow ,from faith the one sure antidote of pain4 ,we would see ,jesus when our best are taken1 ,and we must meet1 unshared1 all shocks of woe2 ,because he bore for us1 alone1 forsaken1 ,burdens whose weight no human heart could know4 ,we would see ,jesus when our fading vision1 ,lost to the consciousness of earth and sky1 ,has only insight for the far elysian2 ,we would see ,jesus when we come to die6 --,margaret ,j4 ,preston4 ,,all ,,things ,,in ,,jesus ,jesus1 the calm that fills my breast1 ,no other heart than thine can give2 ,this peace unstirred1 this joy of rest1 ,none but thy loved ones can receive4 ,my weary soul has found a charm ,that turns to blessedness my woe2 ,within the shelter of thine arm ,i rest secure from storm and foe4 ,in desert wastes ,i feel no dread1 ,fearless ,i walk the trackless sea2 ,i care not where my way is led1 ,since all my life is life with thee4 ,o ,christ1 through changeful years my ,guide1 ,my ,comforter in sorrow's night1 ,my ,friend1 when friendless--still abide1 ,my ,lord1 my ,counsellor1 my ,light4 ,my time1 my powers1 ,i give to thee2 ,my inmost soul 'tis thine to move2 ,i wait for thy eternity1 ,i wait in peace1 in praise1 in love4 --,frank ,mason ,north4 ,,everywhere ,,with ,,jesus ,everywhere with ,jesus2 ,o how sweet the thought6 ,filling all my soul with joy1 ,deep with comfort fraught4 ,never absent far from him1 ,always at his side2 ,everywhere with ,jesus1 ,trusting him to guide4 ,everywhere with ,jesus2 ,for no place can be ,where ,i may not find him near1 ,very near to me2 ,closer than the flesh ,i wear-- ,in my inmost heart-- ,everywhere with ,jesus2 ,we shall never part4 ,everywhere with ,jesus2 ,do whate'er ,i may1 ,work1 or talk1 or walk abroad1 ,study1 preach1 or pray1 ,still ,i find him1 full of love1 ,ready ere ,i call4 ,everywhere with ,jesus2 ,he's my all in all4 ,everywhere with ,jesus2 ,let the world assail1 ,naught can shake my sure repose4 ,he will never fail4 ,i am weak1 but he is strong1 ,mighty to defend2 ,everywhere with ,jesus1 ,safe with such a friend4 ,everywhere with ,jesus2 ,careful should ,i be ,lest some secret thought of guile ,his pure eye may see4 ,holy1 harmless1 undefiled1 ,he no sin can know2 ,everywhere with ,jesus ,spotless ,i may go4 ,everywhere with ,jesus ,would that all might say2 ,happy then beyond compare1 ,glad by night and day1 ,all would taste of joy sublime1 ,perfect peace and rest3 ,everywhere with ,jesus1 ,nothing could molest4 --,james ,mudge4 ,,the ,,dearest ,,friend ,do not ,i love thee1 ,o my ,lord8 ,then let me nothing love2 ,dead be my heart to every joy1 ,when ,jesus cannot move4 ,is not thy name melodious still ,to mine attentive ear8 ,doth not each pulse with pleasure bound ,my ,saviour's voice to hear8 ,hast thou a lamb in all thy flock ,i would disdain to feed8 ,hast thou a foe before whose face ,i fear thy cause to plead8 ,would not mine ardent spirit vie ,with angels round the throne ,to execute thy sacred will1 ,and make thy glory known8 ,thou know'st ,i love thee1 dearest ,lord1 ,but ,o ,i long to soar ,far from the sphere of mortal joys1 ,and learn to love thee more4 --,philip ,doddridge4 ,as by the light of opening day ,the stars are all concealed1 ,so earthly pleasures fade away ,when ,jesus is revealed4 ,creatures no more divide my choice2 ,i bid them all depart3 ,his name1 his love1 his gracious voice1 ,have fixed my roving heart4 --,john ,newton4 ,,fairest ,,lord ,,jesus ,fairest ,lord ,jesus6 ,ruler of all nature6 ,o thou of ,god and man the ,son6 ,thee will ,i cherish1 ,thee will ,i honor1 ,thee1 my soul's glory1 joy1 and crown4 ,fair are the meadows1 ,fairer still the woodlands1 ,robed in the blooming garb of spring2 ,jesus is fairer1 ,jesus is purer1 ,who makes the woeful heart to sing4 ,fair is the sunshine1 ,fairer still the moonlight1 ,and all the twinkling starry host2 ,jesus shines brighter1 ,jesus shines purer ,than all the angels heaven can boast4 --,from the ,german4 ,,the ,,call ,,of ,,jesus ,jesus calls us2 o'er the tumult ,of our life's wild1 restless sea1 ,day by day his sweet voice soundeth1 ,saying1 ,christian1 follow me6 ,jesus calls us from the worship ,of the vain world's golden store2 ,from each idol that would keep us2 ,saying1 ,christian1 love me more6 ,in our joys and in our sorrows1 ,days of toil and hours of ease1 ,still he calls1 in cares and pleasures1 ,christian1 love me more than these6 ,jesus calls us6 by thy mercies1 ,saviour1 may we hear thy call2 ,give our hearts to thy obedience1 ,serve and love thee best of all4 --,cecil ,frances ,alexander4 ,if washed in ,jesus' blood1 ,then bear his likeness too1 ,and as you onward press ,ask1 ,what would ,jesus do8 ,be brave to do the right1 ,and scorn to be untrue2 ,when fear would whisper1 ,yield1 ,ask1 ,what would ,jesus do8 ,,life ,,time1 ,,opportunity1 ,,experience1 ,,character ,,without ,,haste ,,and ,,without ,,rest ,without haste and without rest2 ,bind the motto to thy breast4 ,bear it with thee as a spell1 ,storm or sunshine1 guard it well6 ,heed not flowers that round thee bloom2 ,bear it onward to the tomb6 ,haste not--let no thoughtless deed ,mar the spirit's steady speed2 ,ponder well1 and know the right1 ,onward1 then1 with all thy might2 ,haste not--years can ne'er atone ,for one reckless action done6 ,rest not--life is sweeping by4 ,do and dare before you die2 ,something worthy and sublime ,leave behind to conquer time2 ,glorious 'tis to live for aye1 ,when these forms have passed away4 ,haste not--rest not4 ,calm in strife ,meekly bear the storms of life2 ,duty be thy polar guide2 ,do the right1 whate'er betide2 ,haste not--rest not4 ,conflicts past1 ,god shall crown thy work at last6 --,johann ,wolfgang von ,goethe4 ,,why ,,do ,i ,,live8 ,i live for those who love me2 ,for those ,i know are true2 ,for the heaven that smiles above me ,and awaits my spirit too2 ,for all human ties that bind me1 ,for the task my ,god assigned me1 ,for the bright hope left behind me1 ,and the good that ,i can do4 ,i live to learn their story ,who suffered for my sake1 ,to emulate their glory ,and follow in their wake2 ,bards1 martyrs1 patriots1 sages1 ,the nobles of all ages4 ,whose deeds crown ,history's pages ,and time's great volume make4 ,i live to hail the season-- ,by gifted minds foretold-- ,when man shall live by reason1 ,and not alone for gold2 ,when man to man united1 ,and every wrong thing righted1 ,the whole world shall be lighted ,as ,eden was of old4 ,i live to hold communion ,with all that is divine1 ,to feel that there is union ',twixt nature's heart and mine2 ,to profit by affliction1 ,reap truth from fields of fiction1 ,grow wiser from conviction1 ,fulfilling ,god's design4 ,i live for those who love me1 ,for those who know me true1 ,for the heaven that smiles above me ,and awaits my spirit too2 ,for the wrongs that need resistance1 ,for the cause that needs assistance1 ,for the future in the distance1 ,and the good that ,i can do4 --,george ,linnaeus ,banks4 ,,beautiful ,,things ,beautiful faces are those that wear-- ,it matters little if dark or fair-- ,whole-souled honesty printed there4 ,beautiful eyes are those that show ,like crystal panes where hearth fires glow1 ,beautiful thoughts that burn below4 ,beautiful lips are those whose words ,leap from the heart like songs of birds1 ,yet whose utterances prudence girds4 ,beautiful hands are those that do ,work that is earnest1 and brave1 and true1 ,moment by moment the long day through4 ,beautiful feet are those that go ,on kindly ministries to and fro-- ,down lowliest ways1 if ,god wills it so4 ,beautiful shoulders are those that bear ,ceaseless burdens of homely care ,with patient grace and daily prayer4 ,beautiful lives are those that bless-- ,silent rivers of happiness ,whose hidden fountain but few may guess4 ,beautiful twilight1 at set of sun2 ,beautiful goal1 with race well won2 ,beautiful rest1 with work well done4 ,beautiful graves1 where grasses creep1 ,where brown leaves fall1 where drifts lie deep ,over worn-out hands--,o1 beautiful sleep4 ,,at ,,sunset ,it isn't the thing you do1 dear1 ,it's the thing you've left undone ,which gives you a bit of heartache ,at the setting of the sun4 ,the tender word forgotten1 ,the letter you did not write1 ,the flower you might have sent1 dear1 ,are your haunting ghosts to-night4 ,the stone you might have lifted ,out of a brother's way1 ,the bit of heartsome counsel ,you were hurried too much to say1 ,the loving touch of the hand1 dear1 ,the gentle and winsome tone ,that you had no time or thought for1 ,with troubles enough of your own4 ,the little act of kindness1 ,so easily out of mind2 ,those chances to be angels1 ,which every mortal finds-- ,they come in night and silence-- ,each chill1 reproachful wraith-- ,when hope is faint and flagging1 ,and a blight has dropped on faith4 ,for life is all too short1 dear1 ,and sorrow is all too great1 ,to suffer our slow compassion ,that tarries until too late2 ,and it's not the thing you do1 dear1 ,it's the thing you leave undone1 ,which gives you the bit of heartache ,at the setting of the sun4 --,margaret ,e4 ,sangster4 ,,the ,,builders ,all are architects of ,fate1 ,working in these walls of ,time2 ,some with massive deeds and great1 ,some with ornaments of rhyme4 ,nothing useless is1 or low2 ,each thing in its place is best2 ,and what seems but idle show ,strengthens and supports the rest4 ,for the structure that we raise ,time is with material filled2 ,our to-days and yesterdays ,are the blocks with which we build4 ,truly shape and fashion these2 ,leave no yawning gaps between2 ,think not1 because no man sees1 ,such things will remain unseen4 ,in the elder days of ,art ,builders wrought with greatest care ,each minute and unseen part2 ,for the gods see everywhere4 ,let us do our work as well1 ,both the unseen and the seen2 ,make the house where gods may dwell ,beautiful1 entire1 and clean2 ,else our lives are incomplete1 ,standing in these walls of ,time1 ,broken stairways1 where the feet ,stumble as they seek to climb4 ,build to-day1 then1 strong and sure1 ,with a firm and ample base2 ,and ascending and secure ,shall to-morrow find its place4 ,thus alone can we attain ,to those turrets where the eye ,sees the world as one vast plain ,and one boundless reach of sky4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,the stars shall fade away1 the sun himself ,grow dim with age1 and ,nature sink in years1 ,but thou shalt flourish in immortal youth1 ,unhurt amid the war of elements1 ,the wreck of matter1 and the crash of worlds4 --,joseph ,addison4 ,,retrospection ,he was better to me than all my hopes1 ,he was better than all my fears2 ,he made a road of my broken works ,and a rainbow of my tears4 ,the billows that guarded my sea girt path ,but carried my ,lord on their crest2 ,when ,i dwell on the days of my wilderness march ,i can lean on his love for the rest4 ,he emptied my hands of my treasured store ,and his covenant love revealed2 ,there was not a wound in my aching heart ,but the balm of his breath hath healed4 ,oh6 tender and true was the chastening sore1 ,in wisdom1 that taught and tried1 ,till the soul that he sought was trusting in him ,and in nothing on earth beside4 ,he guided by paths that ,i could not see1 ,by ways that ,i have not known1 ,the crooked was straight and the rough made plain1 ,as ,i followed the ,lord alone4 ,i praise him still for the pleasant palms ,and the water springs by the way2 ,for the glowing pillars of flame by night ,and the sheltering clouds by day4 ,there is light for me on the trackless wild ,as the wonders of old ,i trace1 ,when the ,god of the whole earth went before ,to search me a resting place4 ,has he changed for me8 ,nay6 ,he changes not4 ,he will bring me by some new way1 ,through fire and flood and each crafty foe1 ,as safely as yesterday4 ,and if to warfare he calls me forth1 ,he buckles my armor on2 ,he greets me with smiles and a word of cheer ,for battles his sword hath won2 ,he wipes my brows as ,i droop and faint1 ,he blesses my hand to toil2 ,faithful is he as he washes my feet1 ,from the trace of each earthly soil4 ,never a watch on the dreariest halt ,but some promise of love endears2 ,i read from the past that my future shall be ,far better than all my fears4 ,like the golden pot of the wilderness bread1 ,laid up with the blossoming rod1 ,all safe in the ark1 with the law of the ,lord1 ,is the covenant care of my ,god4 --,anna ,shipton4 ,,one ,,day',s ,,service ,o to serve ,god for a day6 ,from jubilant morn to the peace and the calm of the night ,to tread no path but his happy and blossoming way1 ,to seek no delight ,but the joy that is one with the joy at heaven's heart2 ,only to go where thou art1 ,o ,god of all blessing and beauty6 to love1 to obey ,with obedience sweetened by love and love made strong by the right2 ,not once1 not once to be drunken with self1 ,or to play the hypocrite's poisoned part1 ,or to bend the knee of my soul to the passion for pelf1 ,or the glittering gods of the mart2 ,through each glad hour to lay on the wings of its flight ,some flower for the angels' sight2 ,some fragrant fashion of service1 scarlet and white-- ,white for the pure intent1 and red where the pulses start4 ,o1 if thus ,i could serve him1 could perfectly serve him one day1 ,i think ,i could perfectly serve him forever--forever and aye6 --,amos ,r4 ,wells4 ,life is a burden2 bear it4 ,life is a duty2 dare it4 ,life is a thorn crown2 wear it4 ,though it break your heart in twain1 ,though the burden crush you down1 ,close your lips and hide the pain2 ,first the cross and then the crown4 ,,better ,,things ,better to smell the violet cool than sip the glowing wine2 ,better to hark a hidden brook than watch a diamond shine4 ,better the love of gentle heart than beauty's favors proud1 ,better the rose's living seed than roses in a crowd4 ,better to love in loneliness than bask in love all day2 ,better the fountain in the heart than the fountain by the way4 ,better be fed by a mother's hand than eat alone at will2 ,better to trust in ,god than say1 ,my goods my storehouse fill4 ,better to be a little wise than in knowledge to abound2 ,better to teach a child than toil to fill perfection's round4 ,better sit at a master's feet than thrill a listening state2 ,better suspect that thou art proud than be sure that thou art great4 ,better to walk in the realm unseen than watch the hour's event2 ,better the well done at the last than the air with shoutings rent4 ,better to have a quiet grief than a hurrying delight2 ,better the twilight of the dawn than the noonday burning bright4 ,better to sit at the water's birth than a sea of waves to win2 ,to live in the love that floweth forth than the love that cometh in4 ,better a death when work is done than earth's most favored birth2 ,better a child in ,god's great house than the king of all the earth4 --,george ,macdonald4 ,time is indeed a precious boon1 ,but with the boon a task is given3 ,the heart must learn its duty well ,to man on earth and ,god in heaven4 --,eliza ,cook4 ,,the ,,length ,,of ,,life ,are your sorrows hard to bear8 ,life is short6 ,do you drag the chain of care8 ,life is short6 ,soon will come the glad release ,into rest and joy and peace2 ,soon the weary thread be spun1 ,and the final labor done4 ,keep your courage6 ,hold the fort6 ,life is short6 ,are you faint with hope delayed8 ,life is long6 ,tarries that for which you prayed8 ,life is long6 ,what delights may not abide-- ,what ambitions satisfied-- ,what possessions may not be ,in ,god's great eternity8 ,lift the heart6 ,be glad and strong6 ,life is long6 --,amos ,r4 ,wells4 ,,is ,,life ,,worth ,,living8 ,is life worth living8 ,yes1 so long ,as there is wrong to right1 ,wail of the weak against the strong1 ,or tyranny to fight2 ,long as there lingers gloom to chase1 ,or streaming tear to dry1 ,one kindred woe1 one sorrowing face1 ,that smiles as we draw nigh2 ,long as a tale of anguish swells ,the heart and lids grow wet1 ,and at the sound of ,christmas bells ,we pardon and forget2 ,so long as ,faith with ,freedom reigns ,and loyal ,hope survives1 ,and gracious ,charity remains ,to leaven lowly lives2 ,while there is one untrodden tract ,for ,intellect or ,will1 ,and men are free to think and act1 ,life is worth living still4 --,alfred ,austin4 ,the ,moving ,finger writes1 and having writ ,moves on2 nor all thy piety nor wit ,shall lure it back to cancel half a line1 ,nor all thy tears wash out a word of it4 --,omar ,khayyam4 ,,length ,,of ,,days ,he liveth long who liveth well2 ,all other life is short and vain2 ,he liveth longest who can tell ,of living most for heavenly gain4 ,he liveth long who liveth well2 ,all else is being flung away2 ,he liveth longest who can tell ,of true things truly done each day4 ,waste not thy being2 back to him ,who freely gave it1 freely give2 ,else is that being but a dream2 ',tis but to be1 and not to live4 ,be wise1 and use thy wisdom well2 ,who wisdom speaks must live it too2 ,he is the wisest who can tell ,how first he lived1 then spoke the true4 ,be what thou seemest6 live thy creed6 ,hold up to earth the torch divine2 ,be what thou prayest to be made2 ,let the great ,master's steps be thine4 ,fill up each hour with what will last2 ,buy up the moments as they go2 ,the life above1 when this is past1 ,is the ripe fruit of life below4 ,sow truth if thou the true wouldst reap2 ,who sows the false shall reap the vain2 ,erect and sound thy conscience keep2 ,from hollow words and deeds refrain4 ,sow love1 and taste its fruitage pure2 ,sow peace and reap its harvest bright2 ,sow sunbeams on the rock and moor1 ,and find a harvest-home of light4 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,,redeeming ,,the ,,time ,we would fill the hours with the sweetest things ,if we had but a day2 ,we should drink alone at the purest springs ,in our upward way2 ,we should love with a lifetime's love in an hour ,if the hours were few2 ,we should rest not for dreams1 but for fresher power ,to be and to do4 ,we should guide our wayward or wearied wills ,by the clearest light2 ,we should keep our eyes on the heavenly hills ,if they lay in sight2 ,we should trample the pride and the discontent ,beneath our feet2 ,we should take whatever a good ,god sent1 ,with a trust complete4 ,we should waste no moments in weak regret ,if the day were but one2 ,if what we remember and what we forget ,went out with the sun2 ,we should be from our clamorous selves set free ,to work and to pray1 ,and to be what the ,father would have us to be1 ,if we had but a day4 --,mary ,lowe ,dickinson4 ,,moral ,,cosmetics ,ye who would have your features florid1 ,lithe limbs1 bright eyes1 unwrinkled forehead1 ,from age's devastation horrid1 ,adopt this plan-- ',twill make1 in climate cold or torrid1 ,a hale old man3 ,avoid in youth luxurious diet2 ,restrain the passion's lawless riot2 ,devoted to domestic quiet1 ,be wisely gay2 ,so shall ye1 spite of age's fiat1 ,resist decay4 ,seek not in ,mammon's worship pleasure1 ,but find your richest1 dearest treasure ,in ,god1 his word1 his work2 not leisure4 ,the mind1 not sense1 ,is the sole scale by which to measure ,your opulence4 ,this is the solace1 this the science1 ,life's purest1 sweetest1 best appliance1 ,that disappoints not man's reliance1 ,whate'er his state2 ,but challenges1 with calm defiance1 ,time1 fortune1 fate4 --,horace ,smith4 ,,strength ,,for ,,to-,,day ,strength for to-day is all that we need1 ,as there never will be a to-morrow2 ,for to-morrow will prove but another to-day1 ,with its measure of joy and sorrow4 ,then why forecast the trials of life ,with such sad and grave persistence1 ,and watch and wait for a crowd of ills ,that as yet have no existence8 ,strength for to-day--what a precious boon ,for the earnest souls who labor1 ,for the willing hands that minister ,to the needy friend and neighbor4 ,strength for to-day--that the weary hearts ,in the battle for right may quail not1 ,and the eyes bedimmed with bitter tears ,in their search for light may fail not4 ,strength for to-day1 on the down-hill track1 ,for the travelers near the valley1 ,that up1 far up1 the other side ,ere long they may safely rally4 ,strength for to-day--that our precious youth ,may happily shun temptation1 ,and build1 from the rise to the set of the sun1 ,on a strong and sure foundation4 ,strength for to-day1 in house and home1 ,to practice forbearance sweetly2 ,to scatter kind deeds and loving words ,still trusting in ,god completely4 ,,faithful ,like the star ,that shines afar ,without haste ,and without rest1 ,let each man wheel with steady sway ,round the task that rules the day1 ,and do his best6 --,johann ,wolfgang von ,goethe4 ,who learns and learns1 and acts not what he knows1 ,is one who plows and plows1 but never sows4 ,,morning ,lo here hath been dawning ,another blue day2 ,think2 wilt thou let it ,slip useless away8 ,out of eternity ,this new day is born2 ,into eternity ,at night will return4 ,behold it aforetime ,no eye ever did2 ,so soon it forever ,from all eyes is hid4 ,here hath been dawning ,another blue day2 ,think2 wilt thou let it ,slip useless away8 --,thomas ,carlyle4 ,,just ,,for ,,to-,,day ,lord1 for to-morrow and its needs ,i do not pray2 ,keep me1 my ,god1 from stain of sin ,just for to-day4 ,help me to labor earnestly1 ,and duly pray2 ,let me be kind in word and deed1 ,father1 to-day4 ,let me no wrong or idle word ,unthinking say2 ,set thou a seal upon my lips ,through all to-day4 ,let me in season1 ,lord1 be grave1 ,in season gay2 ,let me be faithful to thy grace1 ,dear ,lord1 to-day4 ,and if1 to-day1 this life of mine ,should ebb away1 ,give me thy sacrament divine1 ,father1 to-day4 ,so for to-morrow and its needs ,i do not pray2 ,still keep me1 guide me1 love me1 ,lord1 ,through each to-day4 --,ernest ,r4 ,wilberforce4 ,that life is long which answers life's great end2 ,the time that bears no fruit deserves no name2 ,the man of wisdom is the man of years4 --,edward ,young4 ,,just ,,one ,,day ,if ,i could live to ,god for just one day1 ,one blessed day1 from rosy dawn of light ,till purple twilight deepened into night1 ,a day of faith unfaltering1 trust complete1 ,of love unfeigned and perfect charity1 ,of hope undimmed1 of courage past dismay1 ,of heavenly peace1 patient humility-- ,no hint of duty to constrain my feet1 ,no dream of ease to lull to listlessness1 ,within my heart no root of bitterness1 ,no yielding to temptation's subtle sway1 ,methinks1 in that one day would so expand ,my soul to meet such holy1 high demand ,that never1 never more could hold me bound ,this shriveling husk of self that wraps me round4 ,so might ,i henceforth live to ,god alway4 --,susan ,e4 ,gammons4 ,,now ,forget the past and live the present hour2 ,now is the time to work1 the time to fill ,the soul with noblest thoughts1 the time to will ,heroic deeds1 to use whatever dower ,heaven has bestowed1 to test our utmost power4 ,now is the time to live1 and1 better still1 ,to serve our loved ones2 over passing ill ,to rise triumphant2 thus the perfect flower ,of life shall come to fruitage2 wealth amass ,for grandest giving ere the time be gone4 ,be glad to-day--to-morrow may bring tears2 ,be brave to-day2 the darkest night will pass ,and golden days will usher in the dawn2 ,who conquers now shall rule the coming years4 --,sarah ,knowles ,bolton4 ,,the ,,hours ,the hours are viewless angels1 ,that still go gliding by1 ,and bear each minute's record up ,to him who sits on high2 ,and we who walk among them1 ,as one by one departs1 ,see not that they are hovering ,forever round our hearts4 ,like summer bees that hover ,around the idle flowers1 ,they gather every act and thought1 ,those viewless angel-hours2 ,the poison or the nectar ,the heart's deep flower cups yield1 ,a sample still they gather swift1 ,and leave us in the field4 ,and some flit by on pinions ,of joyous gold and blue1 ,and some flag on with drooping wing ,of sorrow's darker hue2 ,but still they steal the record ,and bear it far away2 ,their mission-flight1 by day and night1 ,no magic power can stay4 ,and as we spend each minute ,that ,god to us has given1 ,the deeds are known before his throne1 ,the tale is told in heaven4 ,those bee-like hours we see not1 ,nor hear their noiseless wings2 ,we often feel--too oft--when flown ,that they have left their stings4 ,so teach me1 heavenly ,father1 ,to meet each flying hour1 ,that as they go they may not show ,my heart a poison flower6 ,so1 when death brings its shadows1 ,the hours that linger last ,shall bear my hopes on angels' wings1 ,unfettered by the past4 --,christopher ,pearse ,cranch4 ,,to-,,day ,the hours of rest are over1 ,the hours of toil begin2 ,the stars above have faded1 ,the moon has ceased to shine4 ,the earth puts on her beauty ,beneath the sun's red ray2 ,and ,i must rise to labor4 ,what is my work to-day8 ,to search for truth and wisdom1 ,to live for ,christ alone1 ,to run my race unburdened1 ,the goal my ,father's throne2 ,to view by faith the promise1 ,while earthly hopes decay2 ,to serve the ,lord with gladness-- ,this is my work to-day4 ,to shun the world's allurements1 ,to bear my cross therein1 ,to turn from all temptation1 ,to conquer every sin2 ,to linger1 calm and patient1 ,where duty bids me stay1 ,to go where ,god may lead me-- ,this is my work to-day4 ,to keep my troth unshaken1 ,though others may deceive2 ,to give with willing pleasure1 ,or still with joy receive2 ,to bring the mourner comfort1 ,to wipe sad tears away2 ,to help the timid doubter-- ,this is my work to-day4 ,to bear another's weakness1 ,to soothe another's pain2 ,to cheer the heart repentant1 ,and to forgive again2 ,to commune with the thoughtful1 ,to guide the young and gay2 ,to profit all in season-- ,this is my work to-day4 ,i think not of to-morrow1 ,its trial or its task2 ,but still1 with childlike spirit1 ,for present mercies ask4 ,with each returning morning ,i cast old things away2 ,life's journey lies before me2 ,my prayer is for ,,to-,,day4 ,,life',s ,,mirror ,there are loyal hearts1 there are spirits brave1 ,there are souls that are pure and true2 ,then give to the world the best you have4 ,and the best will come back to you4 ,give love1 and love to your life will flow1 ,and strength in your inmost needs2 ,have faith1 and a score of hearts will show ,their faith in your work and deeds4 ,give truth1 and your gifts will be paid in kind1 ,and song a song will meet2 ,and the smile which is sweet will surely find ,a smile that is just as sweet4 ,give pity and sorrow to those who mourn2 ,you will gather in flowers again ,the scattered seeds from your thought outborne1 ,though the sowing seemed in vain4 ,for life is the mirror of king and slave1 ',tis just what we are and do2 ,then give to the world the best you have ,and the best will come back to you4 --,madeline ,s4 ,bridges4 ,,when ,i ,,have ,,time ,when ,i have time so many things ,i'll do ,to make life happier and more fair ,for those whose lives are crowded now with care2 ,i'll help to lift them from their low despair ,when ,i have time4 ,when ,i have time the friend ,i love so well ,shall know no more these weary1 toiling days2 ,i'll lead her feet in pleasant paths always ,and cheer her heart with words of sweetest praise1 ,when ,i have time4 ,when you have time6 ,the friend you hold so dear ,may be beyond the reach of all your sweet intent2 ,may never know that you so kindly meant ,to fill her life with sweet content ,when you had time4 ,now is the time6 ,ah1 friend1 no longer wait ,to scatter loving smiles and words of cheer ,to those around whose lives are now so drear2 ,they may not need you in the coming year-- ,now is the time6 ,,some ,,rules ,,of ,,life ,have ,faith in ,god ,what though the dark close round1 the storm increase1 ,though friends depart1 all earthly comforts cease2 ,hath ,he not said1 ,i give my children peace8 ,believe his word4 ,complain of ,naught ,to murmur1 fret1 repine1 lament1 bemoan-- ,how sinful1 stupid1 wrong6 ,god's on the throne1 ,does all in wisdom1 ne'er forgets his own4 ,be filled with praise4 ,watch ,unto ,prayer ,think much of ,god1 'twill save thy soul from sin2 ,without his presence let no act begin2 ,look up1 keep vigil1 fear not2 thou shalt win4 ,see him in all4 ,go ,armed with ,christ ,he said1 ,i come1 ,o ,god1 to do thy will4 ,shall we not1 likewise1 all his word fulfill1 ,and find a weapon firm 'gainst every ill8 ,put on the ,lord4 ,be ,true1 ,be ,sweet ,let not the conflict make thee sour or sad2 ,swerve not from battle3 faithful1 loyal1 glad-- ,the likeness of our ,saviour may be had4 ,aim high1 press on6 --,james ,mudge4 ,forenoon and afternoon and night1--,forenoon1 ,and afternoon1 and night1--,forenoon1 and--what8 ,the empty song repeats itself4 ,no more8 ,yea1 that is ,life3 make this forenoon sublime1 ,this afternoon a psalm1 this night a prayer1 ,and ,time is conquered1 and thy crown is won4 --,edward ,rowland ,sill4 ,i ,,pack ,,my ,,trunk ,what shall ,i pack up to carry ,from the old year to the new8 ,i'll leave out the frets that harry1 ,thoughts unjust and doubts untrue4 ,angry words--ah1 how ,i rue them6 ,selfish deeds and choices blind2 ,any one is welcome to them6 ,i shall leave them all behind4 ,plans8 the trunk would need be double4 ,hopes8 they'd burst the stoutest lid4 ,sharp ambitions8 last year's stubble6 ,take them1 old year6 ,keep them hid6 ,all my fears shall be forsaken1 ,all my failures manifold2 ,nothing gloomy shall be taken ,to the new year from the old4 ,but ,i'll pack the sweet remembrance ,of dear ,friendship's least delight2 ,all my jokes--,i'll carry them hence2 ,all my store of fancies bright2 ,my contentment--would 'twere greater6 ,all the courage ,i possess2 ,all my trust--there's not much weight there6 ,all my faith1 or more1 or less2 ,all my tasks2 ,i'll not abandon ,one of these--nay pride1 my health2 ,every trivial or grand one ,is a noble mine of wealth4 ,and ,i'll pack my choicest treasures3 ,smiles ,i've seen and praises heard1 ,memories of unselfish pleasures1 ,cheery looks1 the kindly word4 ,ah1 my riches silence cavil6 ,to my rags ,i bid adieu6 ,like a ,croesus ,i shall travel ,from the old year to the new6 --,amos ,r4 ,wells4 ,the stars shine over the earth1 ,the stars shine over the sea2 ,the stars look up to the mighty ,god1 ,the stars look down on me4 ,the stars have lived for a million years ,a million years and a day2 ,but ,god and ,i shall love and live ,when the stars have passed away4 ,,opportunity ,,renewed ,they do me wrong who say ,i come no more ,when once ,i knock and fail to find you in2 ,for every day ,i stand outside your door ,and bid you wake and ride to fight and win4 ,wail not for precious chances passed away1 ,weep not for golden ages on the wane6 ,each night ,i burn the records of the day2 ,at sunrise every soul is born again4 ,laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped1 ,to vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb2 ,my judgments seal the dead past with its dead ,but never bind a moment yet to come4 ,though deep in mire1 wring not your hands and weep2 ,i lend my arm to all who say ,i can6 ,no shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep ,but yet might rise and be again a man4 ,dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast8 ,dost reel from righteous retribution's blow8 ,then turn from blotted archives of the past ,and find the future's pages white as snow4 ,art thou a mourner8 ,rouse thee from thy spell6 ,art thou a sinner8 ,sins may be forgiven6 ,each morning gives thee wings to flee from hell1 ,each night a star to guide thy feet to heaven4 --,walter ,malone4 ,though life is made up of mere bubbles ',tis better than many aver1 ,for while we've a whole lot of troubles ,the most of them never occur4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,a happy lot must sure be his-- ,the lord1 not slave1 of things-- ,who values life by what it is ,and not by what it brings4 --,john ,sterling4 ,a ,,builder',s ,,lesson ,how shall ,i a habit break8 ,as you did that habit make4 ,as you gathered you must lose2 ,as you yielded1 now refuse4 ,thread by thread the strands we twist ,till they bind us neck and wrist2 ,thread by thread the patient hand ,must untwine ere free we stand4 ,as we builded1 stone by stone1 ,we must toil--unhelped1 alone-- ,till the wall is overthrown4 ,but remember3 as we try1 ,lighter every test goes by2 ,wading in1 the stream grows deep ,toward the center's downward sweep2 ,backward turn--each step ashore ,shallower is than that before4 ,ah1 the precious years we waste ,leveling what we raised in haste2 ,doing what must be undone ,ere content or love be won6 ,first across the gulf we cast ,kite-borne threads1 till lives are passed1 ,and habit builds the bridge at last6 ,,building ,we are building every day ,in a good or evil way1 ,and the structure1 as it grows1 ,will our inmost self disclose1 ,till in every arch and line ,all our faults and failings shine2 ,it may grow a castle grand1 ,or a wreck upon the sand4 ,do you ask what building this ,that can show both pain and bliss1 ,that can be both dark and fair8 ,lo1 its name is character6 ,build it well1 whate'er you do2 ,build it straight and strong and true2 ,build it clear and high and broad2 ,build it for the eye of ,god4 --,i4 ,e4 ,dickenga4 ,nor love thy life1 nor hate2 but what thou livest ,live well1 how long or short permit to heaven4 --,john ,milton4 ,,holy ,,habits ,slowly fashioned1 link by link1 ,slowly waxing strong1 ,till the spirit never shrink1 ,save from touch of wrong4 ,holy habits are thy wealth1 ,golden1 pleasant chains2 ,passing earth's prime blessing--health1 ,endless1 priceless gains4 ,holy habits give thee place ,with the noblest1 best1 ,all most godlike of thy race1 ,and with seraphs blest4 ,holy habits are thy joy1 ,wisdom's pleasant ways1 ,yielding good without alloy1 ,lengthening1 too1 thy days4 ,seek them1 ,christian1 night and morn2 ,seek them noon and even2 ,seek them till thy soul be born ,without stains--in heaven4 --,thomas ,davis4 ,,make ,,haste1 ,o ,,man6 ,,to ,,live ,make haste1 ,o man6 to live1 ,for thou so soon must die2 ,time hurries past thee like the breeze2 ,how swift its moments fly4 ,make haste1 ,o man6 to live4 ,make haste1 ,o man6 to do ,whatever must be done1 ,thou hast no time to lose in sloth1 ,thy day will soon be gone4 ,make haste1 ,o man6 to live4 ,to breathe1 and wake1 and sleep1 ,to smile1 to sigh1 to grieve1 ,to move in idleness through earth1 ,this1 this is not to live4 ,make haste1 ,o man6 to live4 ,the useful1 not the great2 ,the thing that never dies1 ,the silent toil that is not lost1 ,set these before thine eyes4 ,make haste1 ,o man6 to live4 ,make haste1 ,o man6 to live4 ,thy time is almost o'er2 ,oh6 sleep not1 dream not1 but arise1 ,the ,judge is at the door4 ,make haste1 ,o man6 to live4 --,horatius ,bonar4 ,,teach ,,me ,,to ,,live ,teach me to live6 ',tis easier far to die-- ,gently and silently pass away-- ,on earth's long night to close the heavy eye ,and waken in the glorious realms of day4 ,teach me that harder lesson--how to live2 ,to serve thee in the darkest paths of life2 ,arm me for conflict now1 fresh vigor give1 ,and make me more than conqueror in the strife4 ,teach me to live thy purpose to fulfill2 ,bright for thy glory let my taper shine2 ,each day renew1 remold this stubborn will2 ,closer round thee my heart's affections twine4 ,teach me to live for self and sin no more2 ,but use the time remaining to me yet2 ,not mine own pleasure seeking as before1 ,wasting no precious hours in vain regret4 ,teach me to live2 no idler let me be1 ,but in thy service hand and heart employ4 ,prepared to do thy bidding cheerfully-- ,be this my highest and my holiest joy4 ,teach me to live--my daily cross to bear1 ,nor murmur though ,i bend beneath its load4 ,only be with me1 let me feel thee near1 ,thy smile sheds gladness on the darkest road4 ,teach me to live and find my life in thee1 ,looking from earth and earthly things away4 ,let me not falter1 but untiringly ,press on1 and gain new strength and power each day4 ,teach me to live with kindly words for all1 ,wearing no cold repulsive brow of gloom1 ,waiting with cheerful patience till thy call ,summons my spirit to her heavenly home4 ,,opportunity ,master of human destinies am ,i1 ,fame1 love1 and fortune on my footsteps wait1 ,cities and fields ,i walk2 ,i penetrate ,deserts and seas remote1 and1 passing by ,hovel and mart and palace1 soon or late ,i knock1 unbidden1 once at every gate6 ,if sleeping1 wake--if feasting1 rise--before ,i turn away4 ,it is the hour of fate1 ,and they who follow me reach every state ,mortals desire1 and conquer every foe ,save death2 but those who doubt1 or hesitate1 ,condemned to failure1 penury1 and woe1 ,seek me in vain and uselessly implore2 ,i answer not1 and ,i return no more4 --,john ,james ,ingalls4 ,,three ,,days ,so much to do2 so little done6 ,ah6 yesternight ,i saw the sun ,sink beamless down the vaulted gray-- ,the ghastly ghost of yesterday4 ,so little done2 so much to do6 ,each morning breaks on conflicts new2 ,but eager1 brave1 ,i'll join the fray1 ,and fight the battle of to-day4 ,so much to do2 so little done6 ,but when it's o'er--the victory won-- ,o then1 my soul1 this strife and sorrow ,will end in that great1 glad to-morrow6 --,james ,roberts ,gilmore4 ,,justice ,three men went out one summer night2 ,no care had they or aim4 ,they dined and drank4 ,ere we go home ,we'll have1 they said1 a game4 ,three girls began that summer night ,a life of endless shame1 ,and went through drink1 disease1 and death ,as swift as racing flame4 ,lawless1 homeless1 foul1 they died2 ,rich1 loved1 and praised1 the men4 ,but when they all shall meet with ,god1 ,and ,justice speaks1 what then8 --,stopford ,augustus ,brooke4 ,,opportunity ,,improved ,this ,i beheld1 or dreamed it in a dream3 ,there spread a cloud of dust along a plain2 ,and underneath the cloud1 or in it1 raged ,a furious battle1 and men yelled1 and swords ,shocked upon swords and shields4 ,a prince's banner ,wavered1 then staggered backward1 hemmed by foes4 ,a craven hung along the battle's edge1 ,and thought1 ,had ,i a sword of keener steel-- ,that blue blade that the king's son bears--but this ,blunt thing----6 he snapt and flung it from his hand1 ,and lowering crept away and left the field4 ,then came the king's son1 wounded1 sore bestead1 ,and weaponless1 and saw the broken sword1 ,hilt-buried in the dry and trodden sand1 ,and ran and snatched it and1 with battle-shout ,lifted afresh1 he hewed his enemy down1 ,and saved a great cause that heroic day4 --,edward ,rowland ,sill4 ,,dum ,,vivimus ,,vivamus ,live while you live1 the epicure would say1 ,and seize the pleasures of the passing day6 ,live while you live1 the sacred preacher cries1 ,and give to ,god each moment as it flies6 ,lord1 in my views let both united be2 ,i live in pleasure when ,i live to thee4 --,philip ,doddridge4 ,it is bad to have an empty purse1 ,but an empty head is a whole lot worse4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,shut your mouth1 and open your eyes1 ,and you're sure to learn something to make you wise4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,,the ,,common ,,lot ,once1 in the flight of ages past1 ,there lived a man1 and who was he8 ,mortal6 howe'er thy lot be cast1 ,that man resembled thee4 ,unknown the region of his birth2 ,the land in which he died unknown2 ,his name has perished from the earth2 ,this truth survives alone3 ,that joy and grief and hope and fear1 ,alternate triumphed in his breast2 ,his bliss and woe--a smile1 a tear6 ,oblivion hides the rest4 ,he suffered--but his pangs are o'er2 ,enjoyed--but his delights are fled2 ,had friends--his friends are now no more2 ,and foes--his foes are dead4 ,he saw whatever thou hast seen2 ,encountered all that troubles thee2 ,he was--whatever thou hast been2 ,he is--what thou shalt be4 ,the rolling seasons1 day and night1 ,sun1 moon1 and stars1 the earth and man1 ,erewhile his portion1 life1 and light1 ,to him exist in vain4 ,the clouds and sunbeams1 o'er his eye ,that once their shades and glory threw1 ,have left in yonder silent sky ,no vestige where they flew4 ,the annals of the human race1 ,their ruins1 since the world began1 ,of him afford no other trace ,than this--there lived a man4 --,james ,montgomery4 ,happy the man1 and happy he alone1 ,he who can call to-day his own2 ,he who1 secure within1 can say1 ,to-morrow1 do thy worst2 for ,i have lived to-day4 ,be fair or foul1 or rain or shine1 ,the joys ,i have possessed1 in spite of fate1 are mine4 ,not heaven itself upon the past has power1 ,but what has been has been1 and ,i have had my hour4 --,horace1 tr4 by ,john ,dryden4 ,,proem ,if this little world to-night ,suddenly should fall through space ,in a hissing1 headlong flight1 ,shriveling from off its face1 ,as it falls into the sun1 ,in an instant every trace ,of the little crawling things-- ,ants1 philosophers1 and lice1 ,cattle1 cockroaches1 and kings1 ,beggars1 millionaires1 and mice1 ,men and maggots--all as one ,as it falls into the sun-- ,who can say but at the same ,instant1 from some planet far1 ,a child may watch us and exclaim1 ,see the pretty shooting star6 --,oliver ,herford4 ,,doing ,,and ,,being ,think not alone to do right1 and fulfill ,life's due perfection by the simple worth ,of lawful actions called by justice forth1 ,and thus condone a world confused with ill6 ,but fix the high condition of thy will ,to be right1 that its good's spontaneous birth ,may spread like flowers springing from the earth ,on which the natural dews of heaven distill2 ,for these require no honors1 take no care ,for gratitude from men--but more are blessed ,in the sweet ignorance that they are fair2 ,and through their proper functions live and rest1 ,breathing their fragrance out with joyous air1 ,content with praise of bettering what is best4 --,william ,davies4 ,and1 since we needs must hunger1 better for man's love ,than ,god's truth6 better for companions sweet ,than great convictions6 let us bear our weights ,preferring dreary hearths to desert souls4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,,riches ,since all the riches of this world ,may be gifts from the devil and earthly kings1 ,i should suspect that ,i worshiped the devil ,if ,i thanked my ,god for worldly things4 --,william ,blake4 ,trust to the ,lord to hide thee1 ,wait on the ,lord to guide thee1 ,so shall no ill betide thee ,day by day4 ,rise with his fear before thee1 ,tell of the love he bore thee1 ,sleep with his shadow o'er thee1 ,day by day4 ,four things a man must learn to do ,if he would make his record true3 ,to think without confusion clearly2 ,to love his fellow-men sincerely2 ,to act from honest motives purely2 ,to trust in ,god and heaven securely4 --,henry van ,dyke4 ,each moment holy is1 for out from ,god ,each moment flashes forth a human soul4 ,holy each moment is1 for back to him ,some wandering soul each moment home returns4 --,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,at thirty man suspects himself a fool2 ,knows it at forty1 and reforms his plan2 ,at fifty chides his infamous delay1 ,pushes his prudent purpose to resolve2 ,in all the magnanimity of thought ,resolves1 and re-resolves2 then dies the same4 --,edward ,young4 ,abundance is the blessing of the wise2 ,the use of riches in discretion lies2 ,learn this1 ye men of wealth3 a heavy purse ,in a fool's pocket is a heavy curse4 --,from the ,greek4 ,,friend ,,and ,,foe ,dear is my friend1 but my foe too ,is friendly to my good2 ,my friend the thing shows ,i can do1 ,my foe the thing ,i should4 --,johann ,c4 ,f4 von ,schiller4 ,how does the soul grow8 ,not all in a minute2 ,now it may lose ground1 and now it may win it2 ,now it resolves1 and again the will faileth2 ,now it rejoiceth1 and now it bewaileth2 ,now its hopes fructify1 then they are blighted2 ,now it walks sunnily1 now gropes benighted2 ,fed by discouragements1 taught by disaster1 ,so it goes forward1 now slower1 now faster2 ,till1 all the pain past and failure made whole1 ,it is full grown1 and the ,lord rules the soul4 --,susan ,coolidge4 ,life is too short to waste ,in critic peep or cynic bark1 ,quarrel1 or reprimand4 ',twill soon be dark2 ,up6 mind thine own aim1 and ,god speed the mark6 --,ralph ,waldo ,emerson4 ,pleasures are like poppies spread1 ,you seize the flower1 its bloom is shed2 ,or like the snow-fall in the river1 ,a moment white--then melts forever2 ,or like the borealis race1 ,that flit ere you can point their place2 ,or like the rainbow's lovely form1 ,evanishing amid the storm4 --,robert ,burns4 ,i saw a farmer plow his land who never came to sow2 ,i saw a student filled with truth to practice never go2 ,in land or mind ,i never saw the ripened harvest grow4 --,saadi1 tr4 by ,james ,freeman ,clarke4 ,,cares ,,and ,,days ,to those who prattle of despair ,some friend1 methinks1 might wisely say3 ,each day1 no question1 has its care1 ,but also every care its day4 --,john ,sterling4 ,what imports ,fasting or feasting8 ,do thy day's work2 dare ,refuse no help thereto2 since help refused ,is hindrance sought and found4 --,robert ,browning4 ,i go to prove my soul6 ,i see my way as birds their trackless way4 ,i shall arrive6 ,what time1 what circuit first1 ,i ask not2 but unless ,god send his hail ,or blinding fireballs1 sleet or stifling snow1 ,in some time1 his good time1 ,i shall arrive3 ,he guides me and the bird4 ,in his good time4 --,robert ,browning4 ,art thou in misery1 brother8 ,then1 ,i pray1 ,be comforted2 thy grief shall pass away4 ,art thou elated8 ,ah6 be not too gay2 ,temper thy joy2 this1 too1 shall pass away4 ,whate'er thou art1 where'er thy footsteps stray1 ,heed the wise words3 ,this1 too1 shall pass away4 ,we live in deeds1 not years2 in thoughts1 not breaths1 ,in feelings1 not in figures on a dial4 ,we should count time by heart-throbs4 ,he most lives ,who thinks most1 feels the noblest1 acts the best4 ,life's but a means unto an end2 that end ,beginning1 mean1 and end to all things--,god4 --,philip ,james ,bailey4 ,,we ,,defer ,,things ,we say1 and we say1 and we say1 ,we promise1 engage1 and declare1 ,till a year from to-morrow is yesterday ,and yesterday is--where8 --,james ,whitcomb ,riley4 ,to be sincere4 ,to look life in the eyes ,with calm1 undrooping gaze4 ,always to mean ,the high and truthful thing4 ,never to screen ,behind the unmeant word the sharp surprise ,of cunning2 never tell the little lies ,of look or thought4 ,always to choose between ,the true and small1 the true and large1 serene ,and high above ,life's cheap dishonesties4 ,the soul that steers by this unfading star ,needs never other compass4 ,all the far1 ,wide waste shall blaze with guiding light1 though rocks ,and sirens meet and mock its straining gaze4 ,secure from storms and all ,life's battle-shocks ,it shall not veer from any righteous ways4 --,maurice ,smiley4 ,the lily's lips are pure and white without a touch of fire2 ,the rose's heart is warm and red and sweetened with desire4 ,in earth's broad fields of deathless bloom the gladdest lives are those ,whose thoughts are as the lily and whose love is like the rose4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,we shape ourselves the joy or fear ,of which the coming life is made1 ,and fill our future's atmosphere ,with sunshine or with shade4 ,the tissue of the life to be ,we weave with colors all our own1 ,and in the field of destiny ,we reap as we have sown4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,the ,,round ,,of ,,the ,,wheel ,the miller feeds the mill1 and the mill the miller2 ,so death feeds life1 and life1 too1 feeds its killer4 --,john ,sterling4 ,if ,i were dead ,i think that you would come ,and look upon me1 cold and white1 and say1 ,poor child6 ,i'm sorry you have gone away4 ,but just because my body has to live ,through hopeless years1 you do not come and say1 ,dear child1 ,i'm glad that you are here to-day4 ,who heeds not experience1 trust him not2 tell him ,the scope of our mind can but trifles achieve2 ,the weakest who draws from the mine will excel him-- ,the wealth of mankind is the wisdom they leave4 --,john ,boyle ,o',reilly4 ,a pious friend one day of ,rabia asked ,how she had learned the truth of ,allah wholly2 ,by what instructions was her memory tasked8 ,how was her heart estranged from the world's folly8 ,she answered1 ,thou who knowest ,god in parts ,thy spirit's moods and processes canst tell3 ,i only know that in my heart of hearts ,i have despised myself and loved him well4 ,there is a tide in the affairs of men ,which1 taken at the flood1 leads on to fortune2 ,omitted1 all the voyage of their life ,is bound in shallows and in miseries4 --,william ,shakespeare4 ,,the ,,desert',s ,,use ,why wakes not life the desert bare and lone8 ,to show what all would be if she were gone4 --,john ,sterling4 ,so live that1 when thy summons comes to join ,the innumerable caravan which moves ,to that mysterious realm where each shall take ,his chamber in the silent halls of death1 ,thou go not like the quarry slave at night ,scourged to his dungeon2 but1 sustained and soothed ,by an unfaltering trust1 approach thy grave ,like one who wraps the drapery of his couch ,about him and lies down to pleasant dreams4 --,william ,cullen ,bryant4 ,the time is short4 ,if thou wouldst work for ,god it must be now4 ,if thou wouldst win the garlands for thy brow1 ,redeem the time4 ,i sometimes feel the thread of life is slender2 ,and soon with me the labor will be wrought2 ,then grows my heart to other hearts more tender2 ,the time is short4 ,the man who idly sits and thinks ,may sow a nobler crop than corn2 ,for thoughts are seeds of future deeds1 ,and when ,god thought1 the world was born4 --,george ,john ,romanes4 ,thought is deeper than all speech1 ,feeling deeper than all thought2 ,souls to souls can never teach ,what unto themselves was taught4 --,christopher ,pearse ,cranch4 ,that thou mayst injure no man dovelike be1 ,and serpentlike that none may injure thee4 ,the poem hangs on the berry bush ,when comes the poet's eye4 ,the street begins to masquerade ,when ,shakespeare passes by4 --,william ,c4 ,gannett4 ,be thou a poor man and a just ,and thou mayest live without alarm2 ,for leave the good man ,satan must1 ,the poor the ,sultan will not harm4 --,from the ,persian4 ,diving1 and finding no pearls in the sea1 ,blame not the ocean2 the fault is in thee6 --,from the ,persian4 ,all habits gather by unseen degrees2 ,as brooks make rivers1 rivers run to seas4 --,john ,dryden4 ,habits are soon assumed1 but when we strive ,to strip them off 'tis being flayed alive4 --,william ,cowper4 ,so live that when the mighty caravan1 ,which halts one night-time in the ,vale of ,death1 ,shall strike its white tents for the morning march1 ,thou shalt mount onward to the ,eternal ,hills1 ,thy foot unwearied1 and thy strength renewed ,like the strong eagle's for the upward flight4 ,and see all sights from pole to pole1 ,and glance and nod and bustle by1 ,and never once possess our soul ,before we die4 --,matthew ,arnold4 ,catch1 then1 ,o catch the transient hour2 ,improve each moment as it flies2 ,life's a short summer--man a flower4 --,dr4 ,samuel ,johnson4 ,this world's no blot for us ,nor blank2 it means intensely1 and means good3 ,to find its meaning is my meat and drink4 --,robert ,browning4 ,what is life8 ',tis not to stalk about1 and draw fresh air1 ,or gaze upon the sun4 ',tis to be free4 --,joseph ,addison4 ,i see the right1 and ,i approve it too1 ,condemn the wrong1 and yet the wrong pursue4 --,ovid4 ,god asks not ,to what sect did he belong8 ,but1 ,did he do the right1 or love the wrong8 --,from the ,persian4 ,ships that pass in the night1 and speak each other in passing1 ,only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness2 ,so on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another1 ,only a look and a voice1 then darkness again and a silence4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,one wept all night beside a sick man's bed3 ,at dawn the sick was well1 the mourner dead4 --,from the ,persian4 ',tis life whereof our nerves are scant1 ,o life1 not death1 for which we pant2 ,more life and fuller that ,i want4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,age ,,and ,,death ,,maturity1 ,,victory1 ,,heaven ,a ,,defiance ,,to ,,old ,,age ,thou shalt not rob me1 thievish ,time1 ,of all my blessings or my joy2 ,i have some jewels in my heart ,which thou art powerless to destroy4 ,thou mayest denude mine arm of strength1 ,and leave my temples seamed and bare2 ,deprive mine eyes of passion's light1 ,and scatter silver o'er my hair4 ,but never1 while a book remains1 ,and breathes a woman or a child1 ,shalt thou deprive me whilst ,i live ,of feelings fresh and undefiled4 ,no1 never while the earth is fair1 ,and ,reason keeps its dial bright1 ,whate'er thy robberies1 ,o ,time1 ,shall ,i be bankrupt of delight4 ,whate'er thy victories o'er my frame1 ,thou canst not cheat me of this truth3 ,that1 though the limbs may faint and fail1 ,the spirit can renew its youth4 ,so1 thievish ,time1 ,i fear thee not2 ,thou'rt powerless on this heart of mine2 ,my precious jewels are my own1 ',tis but the settings that are thine4 --,charles ,mackay4 ,,simple ,,faith ,you say1 ,where goest thou8 ,i cannot tell ,and still go on4 ,if but the way be straight ,i cannot go amiss6 ,before me lies ,dawn and the ,day6 the ,night behind me2 that ,suffices me2 ,i break the bounds2 ,i see1 ,and nothing more2 believe1 and nothing less4 ,my future is not one of my concerns4 ,a ,,morning ,,thought ,what if some morning1 when the stars were paling1 ,and the dawn whitened1 and the ,east was clear1 ,strange peace and rest fell on me from the presence ,of a benignant ,spirit standing near1 ,and ,i should tell him1 as he stood beside me1 ,this is our ,earth--most friendly ,earth1 and fair2 ,daily its sea and shore through sun and shadow ,faithful it turns1 robed in its azure air2 ,there is blest living here1 loving and serving1 ,and quest of truth1 and serene friendships dear2 ,but stay not1 ,spirit6 ,earth has one destroyer-- ,his name is ,death2 flee1 lest he find thee here6 ,and what if then1 while the still morning brightened1 ,and freshened in the elm the summer's breath1 ,should gravely smile on me the gentle angel1 ,and take my hand and say1 ,my name is ,death4 --,edward ,rowland ,sill4 ,on parent knees1 a naked1 new-born child1 ,weeping thou sat'st while all around thee smiled3 ,so live that1 sinking in thy last long sleep1 ,calm thou may'st smile while all around thee weep4 --,from the ,persian4 ,,emmaus ,abide with us1 ,o wondrous guest6 ,a stranger still1 though long possessed2 ,our hearts thy love unknown desire1 ,and marvel how the sacred fire ,should burn within us while we stray ,from that sad spot where ,jesus lay4 ,so when our youth1 through bitter loss ,or hopes deferred1 draws near the cross1 ,we lose the ,lord our childhood knew ,and ,god's own word may seem untrue2 ,yet ,christ himself shall soothe the way ,towards the evening of our day4 ,and though we travel towards the west ',tis still for toil1 and not for rest2 ,no fate except that life is done2 ,at ,emmaus is our work begun2 ,then let us watch lest tears should hide ,the ,lord who journeys by our side4 ,,not ,,now ,,but ,,then ,take the joys and bear the sorrows--neither with extreme concern6 ,living here means nescience simply2 'tis next life that helps to learn4 ,shut those eyes next life will open--stop those ears next life will teach ,hearing's office2 close those lips next life will give the power of speech6 ,or1 if action more amuse thee than the passive attitude1 ,bravely bustle through thy being1 busy thee for ill or good1 ,reap this life's success or failure6 ,soon shall things be unperplexed1 ,and the right or wrong1 now tangled1 lie unraveled in the next4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,cheerful ,,old ,,age ,ah6 don't be sorrowful1 darling1 ,and don't be sorrowful1 pray2 ,for taking the year together1 my dear1 ,there isn't more night than day4 ',tis rainy weather1 my darling2 ,time's waves they heavily run2 ,but taking the year together1 my dear1 ,there isn't more cloud than sun4 ,we are old folks now1 my darling1 ,our heads are growing gray2 ,and taking the year together1 my dear1 ,you will always find the ,may4 ,we have had our ,may1 my darling1 ,and our roses long ago2 ,and the time of year is coming1 my dear1 ,for the silent night and snow4 ,and ,god is ,god1 my darling1 ,of night as well as day1 ,and we feel and know that we can go ,wherever he leads the way4 ,ay1 ,god of night1 my darling2 ,of the night of death so grim2 ,the gate that leads out of life1 good wife1 ,is the gate that leads to him4 ,for age is opportunity no less ,than youth itself1 though in another dress1 ,and as the evening twilight fades away ,the sky is filled with stars invisible by day4 ,at sixty-two life has begun2 ,at seventy-three begin once more2 ,fly swifter as thou near'st the sun1 ,and brighter shine at eighty-four4 ,at ninety-five ,shouldst thou arrive1 ,still wait on ,god1 and work and thrive4 --,oliver ,wendell ,holmes4 ,for what is age but youth's full bloom1 ,a riper1 more transcendent youth8 ,a weight of gold is never old4 ,thy thoughts and feelings shall not die1 ,nor leave thee1 when gray hairs are nigh1 ,a melancholy slave2 ,but an old age serene and bright1 ,and lovely as a ,lapland night1 ,shall lead thee to thy grave4 --,william ,wordsworth4 ,fill1 brief or long1 my granted years ,of life with love to thee and man2 ,strike when thou wilt1 the hour of rest1 ,but let my last days be my best4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,an age so blest that1 by its side1 ,youth seems the waste instead4 --,robert ,browning4 ,,on ,,the ,,eve ,,of ,,departure ,at the midnight1 in the silence of the sleep-time1 ,when you set your fancies free1 ,will they pass to where--by death1 fools think1 imprisoned-- ,low he lies who once so loved you1 whom you love so1 --,pity me8 ,o to love so1 be so loved1 yet so mistaken6 ,what had ,i on earth to do ,with the slothful1 with the mawkish1 the unmanly8 ,like the aimless1 helpless1 hopeless1 did ,i drivel --,being--who8 ,one who never turned his back1 but marched breast forward1 ,never doubted clouds would break1 ,never dreamed1 though right were worsted1 wrong would triumph1 ,held we fall to rise1 are baffled to fight better1 ,sleep to wake4 ,no1 at noonday1 in the bustle of man's work-time1 ,greet the unseen with a cheer6 ,bid him forward1 breast and back as either should be1 ,strive and thrive6 cry1 ,speed1--fight on1 fare ever ,there as here6 --,robert ,browning4 ,let no one till his death ,be called unhappy4 ,measure not the work ,until the day's out and the labor done2 ,then bring your gauges4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,i ,,would ,,live ,,longer ,phil4 i4 #bc4 ,o ,i would live longer1 ,i gladly would stay1 ,though storm after storm rises dark o'er the way2 ,temptations and trials beset me1 'tis true1 ,yet gladly ,i'd stay where there's so much to do4 ,o ,i would live longer--not away from my ,lord-- ,for ever he's with me1 fulfilling his word2 ,in sorrow ,i lean on his arm1 for he's near1 ,in darkness he speaks1 and my spirit doth cheer4 ,yes1 ,i would live longer some trophy to win1 ,some soul to lead back from the dark paths of sin2 ,some weak one to strengthen1 some faint one to cheer1 ,and heaven will be sweeter for laboring here4 ,but--would ,i live longer8 ,how can ,i decide1 ,with ,jesus in glory1 still here to abide8 ,o ,lord1 leave not the decision to me1 ,where best ,i can serve thee1 ,lord1 there let me be4 --,l4 ,kinney4 ,,there ,,is ,,no ,,death ,there is no death6 the stars go down ,to rise upon some fairer shore1 ,and bright in heaven's jeweled crown ,they shine forever more4 ,there is no death6 the dust we tread ,shall change1 beneath the summer showers1 ,to golden grain1 or mellow fruit1 ,or rainbow-tinted flowers4 ,there is no death6 the leaves may fall1 ,the flowers may fade and pass away-- ,they only wait1 through wintry hours1 ,the warm sweet breath of ,may4 ,there is no death6 the choicest gifts ,that ,heaven hath kindly lent to earth ,are ever first to seek again ,the country of their birth2 ,and all things that1 for grief or joy1 ,are worthy of thy love and care1 ,whose loss has left us desolate1 ,are safely garnered there4 99 99 99 99 99 ,they are not dead6 they have but passed ,beyond the mists that blind us here1 ,into the new and larger life ,of that serener sphere4 ,they have but dropped their robe of clay ,to put their shining raiment on2 ,they have not wandered far away-- ,they are not lost or gone4 ,though disenthralled and glorified1 ,they still are here and love us yet2 ,the dear ones they have left behind ,they never can forget4 --,j4 ,c4 ,mc,creery4 ,,prospice 7,,look ,,forward7 ,fear death8--to feel the fog in my throat1 ,the mist in my face2 ,when the snows begin1 and the blasts denote ,i am nearing the place1 ,the power of the night1 the press of the storm1 ,the post of the foe2 ,where he stands1 the ,arch ,fear in a visible form8 ,yet the strong man must go2 ,for the journey is done and the summit attained1 ,and the barriers fall-- ,though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained1 ,the reward of it all4 ,i was ever a fighter1 so--one fight more1 ,the best and the last6 ,i would hate that death bandaged my eyes1 and forbore1 ,and bade me creep past4 ,no6 let me taste the whole of it1 fare like my peers1 ,the heroes of old1 ,bear the brunt1 in a minute pay glad life's arrears ,of pain1 darkness1 and cold4 ,for sudden the worst turns the best to the brave1 ,the black minute's at end1 ,and the elements' rage1 the fiend voices that rave1 ,shall dwindle1 shall blend1 ,shall change3 shall become first a peace out of pain1 ,then a light1 then thy breast1 ,o thou soul of my soul6 ,i shall clasp thee again1 ,and with ,god be the rest6 --,robert ,browning4 ,,our ,,home ,,above ,we thank thee1 gracious ,father1 ,for many a pleasant day1 ,for bird and flower1 and joyous hour1 ,for friends1 and work1 and play4 ,of blessing and of mercy ,our life has had its share2 ,this world is not a wilderness1 ,thou hast made all things fair4 ,but fairer still1 and sweeter1 ,the things that are above2 ,we look and long to join the song ,in the land of light and love4 ,we trust the ,word which tells us ,of that divine abode2 ,by faith we bring its glories nigh1 ,while hope illumes the road4 ,so death has lost its terrors2 ,how can we fear it now8 ,its face1 once grim1 now leads to him ,at whose command we bow4 ,his presence makes us happy1 ,his service is delight1 ,the many mansions gleam and glow1 ,the saints our souls invite4 ,we welcome that departure ,which brings us to our ,lord2 ,we hail with joy the blest employ ,those wondrous realms afford4 ,we call it home up yonder2 ,down here we toil and strain ,as in some mine's dark1 danksome depths2 ,there sunshine bright we gain4 ,to ,god1 then1 sound the timbrel6 ,there's naught can do us harm2 ,our greatest foe has been laid low2 ,what else can cause alarm8 ,for freedom and for victory ,our hearts give loud acclaim2 ,whate'er befall1 on him we call2 ,north1 ,south1 ,east1 ,west1 in him we rest2 ,all glory to his name6 --,james ,mudge4 ,,at ,,last ,when on my day of life the night is falling1 ,and1 in the winds from unsunned spaces blown1 ,i hear far voices out of darkness calling ,my feet to paths unknown2 ,thou who hast made my home of life so pleasant1 ,leave not its tenant when its walls decay2 ,o ,love ,divine1 ,o ,helper ever present1 ,be thou my strength and stay6 ,be near me when all else is from me drifting3 ,earth1 sky1 home's pictures1 days of shade and shine1 ,and kindly faces to my own uplifting ,the love which answers mine4 ,i have but ,thee1 my ,father6 let thy spirit ,be with me then to comfort and uphold2 ,no gate of pearl1 no branch of palm ,i merit1 ,nor street of shining gold4 ,suffice it if--my good and ill unreckoned1 ,and both forgiven through thy abounding grace-- ,i find myself by hands familiar beckoned ,unto my fitting place4 ,some humble door among thy many mansions1 ,some sheltering shade where sin and striving cease1 ,and flows forever through heaven's green expansions ,the river of thy peace4 ,there1 from the music round about me stealing1 ,i fain would learn the new and holy song1 ,and find at last1 beneath thy trees of healing1 ,the life for which ,i long4 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,ready ,i would be ready1 ,lord1 ,my house in order set1 ,none of the work thou gavest me ,to do unfinished yet4 ,i would be watching1 ,lord1 ,with lamp well trimmed and clear1 ,quick to throw open wide the door1 ,what time thou drawest near4 ,i would be waiting1 ,lord1 ,because ,i cannot know ,if in the night or morning watch ,i may be called to go4 ,i would be waking1 ,lord1 ,each day1 each hour for thee2 ,assured that thus ,i wait thee well1 ,whene'er thy coming be4 ,i would be living1 ,lord1 ,as ever in thine eye2 ,for whoso lives the nearest thee ,the fittest is to die4 --,margaret ,j4 ,preston4 ,,thalassa6 ,,thalassa6 ,i stand upon the summit of my life1 ,behind1 the camp1 the court1 the field1 the grove1 ,the battle and the burden2 vast1 afar ,beyond these weary ways1 behold the ,sea6 ,the sea1 o'erswept by clouds and winds and waves2 ,by thoughts and wishes manifold2 whose breath ,is freshness and whose mighty pulse is peace4 ,palter no question of the horizon dim-- ,cut loose the bark6 ,such voyage1 it is rest2 ,majestic motion1 unimpeded scope1 ,a widening heaven1 a current without care1 ,eternity6 ,deliverance1 promise1 course1 ,time-tired souls salute thee from the shore4 --,brownlee ,brown4 ,,at ,,end ,at end of love1 at end of life1 ,at end of hope1 at end of strife1 ,at end of all we cling to so1 ,the sun is setting--must we go8 ,at dawn of love1 at dawn of life1 ,at dawn of peace that follows strife1 ,at dawn of all we long for so1 ,the sun is rising--let us go6 --,louise ,chandler ,moulton4 ,,what ,,is ,,death ,it is not death to die-- ,to leave this weary road1 ,and1 'mid the brotherhood on high1 ,to be at home with ,god4 ,it is not death to close ,the eye long dimmed by tears1 ,and wake in glorious repose ,to spend eternal years4 ,it is not death to bear ,the wrench that sets us free ,from dungeon chain1 to breathe the air ,of boundless liberty4 ,it is not death to fling ,aside this sinful dust1 ,and rise on strong exulting wing ,to live among the just4 ,jesus1 thou ,prince of life1 ,thy chosen cannot die6 ,like thee they conquer in the strife ,to reign with thee on high4 --,abraham ,h4 ,c4 ,malan1 tr4 by ,george ,washington ,bethune4 ,,uphill ,does the road wind uphill all the way8 ,yes1 to the very end4 ,will the day's journey take the whole long day8 ,from morn to night1 my friend4 ,but is there for the night a resting-place8 ,a roof for when the slow dark hours begin4 ,may not the darkness hide it from my face8 ,you cannot miss the inn4 ,shall ,i meet other wayfarers at night8 ,those who have gone before4 ,then must ,i knock or call when just in sight8 ,they will not keep you standing at the door4 ,shall ,i find comfort1 travel-sore and weak8 ,of labor you shall find the sum4 ,will there be beds for me and all who seek8 ,yes1 beds for all who come4 --,christina ,g4 ,rossetti4 ,,on ,,second ,,thought ,the end's so near1 ,it is all one ,what track ,i steer1 ,what work's begun1 ,it is all one ,if nothing's done1 ,the end's so near6 ,the end's so near1 ,it is all one ,what track thou steer1 ,what work's begun-- ,some deed1 some plan1 ,as thou'rt a man6 ,the end's so near6 --,edward ,rowland ,sill4 ,,the ,,voice ,,calling ,in the hush of ,april weather1 ,with the bees in budding heather1 ,and the white clouds floating1 floating1 and the sunshine falling broad2 ,while my children down the hill ,run and leap1 and ,i sit still1 ,through the silence1 through the silence art thou calling1 ,o my ,god8 ,through my husband's voice that prayeth1 ,though he knows not what he sayeth1 ,is it thou who1 in thy holy word1 hast solemn words for me8 ,and when he clasps me fast1 ,and smiles fondly o'er the past1 ,and talks hopeful of the future1 ,lord1 do ,i hear only thee8 ,not in terror nor in thunder ,comes thy voice1 although it sunder ,flesh from spirit1 soul from body1 human bliss from human pain2 ,all the work that was to do1 ,all the joys so sweet and new1 ,which thou shew'dst me in a vision1 ,moses-like1 and hid'st again4 ,from this ,pisgah1 lying humbled1 ,the long desert where ,i stumbled ,and the fair plains ,i shall never reach seem equal1 clear1 and far3 ,on this mountain-top of ease ,thou wilt bury me in peace2 ,while my tribes march onward1 onward unto ,canaan and to war4 ,in my boy's loud laughter ringing1 ,in the sigh1 more soft than singing1 ,of my baby girl that nestles up unto this mortal breast1 ,after every voice most dear1 ,comes a whisper1 ,rest not here4 ,and the rest thou art preparing1 is it best1 ,lord1 is it best8 ,lord1 a little1 little longer6 ,sobs the earth love1 growing stronger2 ,he will miss me1 and go mourning through his solitary days1 ,and heaven were scarcely heaven ,if these lambs that thou hast given ,were to slip out of our keeping and be lost in the world's ways4 ,lord1 it is not fear of dying1 ,nor an impious denying ,of thy will--which evermore on earth1 in heaven1 be done2 ,but a love that1 desperate1 clings ,unto these1 my precious things1 ,in the beauty of the daylight1 and glory of the sun4 ,ah6 thou still art calling1 calling1 ,with a soft voice unappalling2 ,and it vibrates in far circles through the everlasting years2 ,when thou knockest1 even so6 ,i will arise and go3 ,what1 my little ones1 more violets8 nay1 be patient2 mother hears6 --,dinah ,maria ,mulock ,craik4 ,,the ,,silver ,,cord ,,is ,,loosed ,in the ,june twilight1 in the soft1 gray twilight1 ,the yellow sun-glow trembling through the rainy eve1 ,as my love lay quiet1 came the solemn fiat1 ,all these things for ever1 for ever thou must leave4 ,my love she sank down quivering like a pine in tempest shivering1 ,i have had so little happiness as yet beneath the sun2 ,i have called the shadow sunshine1 and the merest frosty moonshine ,i have1 weeping1 blessed the ,lord for as if daylight had begun4 ,till he sent a sudden angel1 with a glorious sweet evangel1 ,who turned all my tears to pearl-gems1 and crowned me--so little worth2 ,me6 and through the rainy even changed my poor earth into heaven ,or1 by wondrous revelation1 brought the heavens down to earth4 ,o the strangeness of the feeling6--,o the infinite revealing1-- ,to think how ,god must love me to have made me so content6 ,though ,i would have served him humbly1 and patiently1 and dumbly1 ,without any angel standing in the pathway that ,i went4 ,in the ,june twilight1 in the lessening twilight1 ,my love cried from my bosom an exceeding bitter cry3 ,lord1 wait a little longer1 until my soul is stronger6 ,o wait till thou hast taught me to be content to die6 ,then the tender face1 all woman1 took a glory superhuman1 ,and she seemed to watch for something1 or see some ,i could not see3 ,from my arms she rose full-statured1 all transfigured1 queenly-featured1-- ,as thy will is done in heaven1 so on earth still let it be6 ,i go lonely1 ,i go lonely1 and ,i feel that earth is only ,the vestibule of places whose courts we never win2 ,yet ,i see my palace shining1 where my love sits amaranths twining1 ,and ,i know the gates stand open1 and ,i shall enter in6 --,dinah ,maria ,mulock ,craik4 ,,crossing ,,the ,,bar ,sunset and evening star1 ,and one clear call for me6 ,and may there be no moaning of the bar ,when ,i put out to sea1 ,but such a tide as1 moving1 seems asleep1 ,too full for sound and foam1 ,when that which drew from out the boundless deep ,turns again home4 ,twilight and evening bell1 ,and after that the dark6 ,and may there be no sadness of farewell ,when ,i embark2 ,for though from out our bourne of ,time and ,place ,the flood may bear me far1 ,i hope to see my ,pilot face to face ,when ,i have crossed the bar4 --,alfred ,tennyson4 ,,laus ,,mortis ,nay1 why should ,i fear ,death1 ,who gives us life1 and in exchange takes breath8 ,he is like cordial spring1 ,that lifts above the soil each buried thing2 ,like autumn1 kind and brief1 ,the frost that chills the branches frees the leaf2 ,like winter's stormy hours1 ,that spread their fleece of snow to save the flowers2 ,the lordliest of all things6-- ,life lends us only feet1 ,death gives us wings4 ,fearing no covert thrust1 ,let me walk onward1 armed in valiant trust2 ,dreading no unseen knife1 ,across ,death's threshold step from life to life6 ,o all ye frightened folk1 ,whether ye wear a crown or bear a yoke1 ,laid in one equal bed1 ,when once your coverlet of grass is spread1 ,what daybreak need you fear8 ,the ,love will rule you there that guides you here4 ,where ,life1 the sower1 stands1 ,scattering the ages from his swinging hands1 ,thou waitest1 reaper lone1 ,until the multitudinous grain hath grown4 ,scythe-bearer1 when thy blade ,harvests my flesh1 let me be unafraid4 ,god's husbandman thou art1 ,in his unwithering sheaves1 ,o1 bind my heart6 --,frederic ,lawrence ,knowles4 ,,immanuel',s ,,land ,the sands of time are sinking1 ,the dawn of heaven breaks1 ,the summer morn ,i've sighed for-- ,the fair1 sweet morn awakes4 ,dark1 dark hath been the midnight1 ,but dayspring is at hand1 ,and glory1 glory dwelleth ,in ,immanuel's land4 ,i've wrestled on toward heaven ',gainst storm1 and wind1 and tide1 ,now1 like a weary traveler ,that leaneth on his guide1 ,amid the shades of evening1 ,while sinks life's lingering sand1 ,i hail the glory dawning ,from ,immanuel's land4 ,deep waters crossed life's pathway2 ,the hedge of thorns was sharp2 ,now these lie all behind me4 ,o for a well-tuned harp6 ,o to join the ,hallelujah ,with yon triumphant band ,who sing where glory dwelleth-- ,in ,immanuel's land6 ,with mercy and with judgment ,my web of time he wove1 ,and aye the dews of sorrow ,were lustered with his love2 ,i'll bless the hand that guided1 ,i'll bless the heart that planned1 ,when throned where glory dwelleth-- ,in ,immanuel's land4 --,annie ,r4 ,cousin4 ,the grave itself is but a covered bridge ,leading from light to light through a brief darkness4 --,henry ,wadsworth ,longfellow4 ,i hold that1 since by death alone ,god bids my soul go free1 ,in death a richer blessing is ,than all the world to me4 --,scheffler1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,,death ,fearest the shadow8 ,keep thy trust2 ,still the star-worlds roll4 ,fearest death8 sayest1 ,dust to dust8 ,no2 say ,soul to ,soul6 --,john ,vance ,cheney4 ,,the ,,tenant ,this body is my house--it is not ,i2 ,herein ,i sojourn till1 in some far sky1 ,i lease a fairer dwelling1 built to last ,till all the carpentry of time is past4 ,when from my high place viewing this lone star1 ,what shall ,i care where these poor timbers are8 ,what though the crumbling walls turn dust and loam-- ,i shall have left them for a larger home4 ,what though the rafters break1 the stanchions rot1 ,when earth has dwindled to a glimmering spot6 ,when thou1 clay cottage1 fallest1 ,i'll immerse ,my long-cramp'd spirit in the universe4 ,through uncomputed silences of space ,i shall yearn upward to the leaning ,face4 ,the ancient heavens will roll aside for me1 ,as ,moses monarch'd the dividing sea4 ,this body is my house--it is not ,i4 ,triumphant in this faith ,i live1 and die4 --,frederic ,lawrence ,knowles4 ,,to ,,our ,,beloved ,it singeth low in every heart1 ,we hear it1 each and all-- ,a song of those who answer not1 ,however we may call2 ,they throng the silence of the breast1 ,we see them as of yore-- ,the kind1 the brave1 the true1 the sweet1 ,who walk with us no more4 ',tis hard to take the burden up ,when these have laid it down2 ,they brightened all the joy of life1 ,they softened every frown2 ,but1 ,o1 'tis good to think of them ,when we are troubled sore6 ,thanks be to ,god that such have been1 ,though they are here no more4 ,more homelike seems the vast unknown ,since they have entered there2 ,to follow them were not so hard1 ,wherever they may fare2 ,they cannot be where ,god is not1 ,on any sea or shore2 ,whate'er betides1 thy love abides1 ,our ,god1 for evermore4 --,john ,white ,chadwick4 ,a ,,death ,,bed ,as ,i lay sick upon my bed ,i heard them say in danger2 ,the word seemed very strange to me ,could any word seem stranger8 ,in danger--of escape from sin ,for ever and for ever6 ,of entering that most holy place ,where evil entereth never6 ,in danger--of beholding him ,who is my soul's salvation6 ,whose promises sustain my soul ,in blest anticipation6 ,in danger--of soon shaking off ,earth's last remaining fetter6 ,and of departing hence to be ,with ,christ1 which is far better6 ,it is a solemn thing to die1 ,to face the king ,immortal1 ,and each forgiven sinner should ,tread softly o'er the portal4 ,but when we have confessed our sins ,to him who can discern them1 ,and ,god has given pardon1 peace1 ,tho' we could ne'er deserve them1 ,then1 dying is no dangerous thing2 ,safe in the ,saviour's keeping1 ,the ransomed soul is gently led ,beyond the reach of weeping4 ,so tell me with unfaltering voice ,when ,hope is really dawning2 ,i should not like to sleep away ,my few hours till the morning4 ,yet ,love will dream and ,faith will trust1 7,since he who knows our need is just17 ,that somehow1 somewhere meet we must4 ,alas for him who never sees ,the stars shine through his cypress trees6 ,who hopeless lays his dead away1 ,nor looks to see the breaking day ,across the mournful marbles play2 ,who hath not learned in hours of faith ,this truth to flesh and sense unknown2 ,that ,life is ever lord of death1 ,and ,love can never lose its own6 --,john ,greenleaf ,whittier4 ,,afterward ,there is no vacant chair4 ,the loving meet-- ,a group unbroken--smitten1 who knows how8 ,one sitteth silent only1 in his usual seat2 ,we gave him once that freedom4 ,why not now8 ,perhaps he is too weary1 and needs rest2 ,he needed it too often1 nor could we ,bestow4 ,god gave it1 knowing how to do it best4 ,which of us would disturb him8 ,let him be4 ,there is no vacant chair4 ,if he will take ,the mood to listen mutely1 be it done4 ,by his least mood we crossed1 for which the heart must ache1 ,plead not nor question6 ,let him have this one4 ,death is a mood of life4 ,it is no whim ,by which life's ,giver wrecks a broken heart4 ,death is life's reticence4 ,still audible to him1 ,the hushed voice1 happy1 speaketh on1 apart4 ,there is no vacant chair4 ,to love is still ,to have4 ,nearer to memory than to eye1 ,and dearer yet to anguish than to comfort1 will ,we hold him by our love1 that shall not die1 ,for while it doth not1 thus he cannot4 ,try6 ,who can put out the motion or the smile8 ,the old ways of being noble all with him laid by8 ,because we love he is4 ,then trust awhile4 --,elizabeth ,stuart ,phelps ,ward4 ,,our ,,two ,,gifts ,two gifts ,god giveth1 and he saith ,one shall be forfeit in the strife-- ,the one no longer needed3 life1 ,no hand shall take the other1 death4 --,john ,vance ,cheney4 ,,athanasia ,the ship may sink1 ,and ,i may drink ,a hasty death in the bitter sea2 ,but all that ,i leave ,in the ocean grave ,can be slipped and spared1 and no loss to me4 ,what care ,i ,though falls the sky ,and the shriveling earth to a cinder turn2 ,no fires of doom ,can ever consume ,what never was made nor meant to burn6 ,let go the breath6 ,there is no death ,to a living soul1 nor loss1 nor harm4 ,not of the clod ,is the life of ,god-- ,let it mount1 as it will1 from form to form4 --,charles ,gordon ,ames4 ,,life ,life6 ,i know not what thou art1 ,but know that thou and ,i must part2 ,and when1 or how1 or where we met ,i own to me's a secret yet4 ,but this ,i know--when thou art fled1 ,where'er they lay these limbs1 this head1 ,no clod so valueless shall be ,as all that there remains of me4 ,o whither1 whither dost thou fly8 ,where bend unseen thy trackless course8 ,and in this strange divorce1 ,ah1 tell where ,i must seek this compound1 ,i8 ,life6 we've been long together1 ,through pleasant and through cloudy weather2 ',tis hard to part when friends are dear4 ,perhaps 'twill cost a sigh1 a tear2 ,then steal away1 give little warning1 ,choose thine own time2 ,say not ,good ,night1 but in some brighter clime ,bid me ,good ,morning4 --,anna ,letitia ,barbauld4 ,,the ,,struggle ,body1 ,i pray you1 let me go6 7,it is a soul that struggles so47 ,body1 ,i see on yonder height ,dim reflex of a solemn light2 ,a flame that shineth from the place ,where ,beauty walks with naked face2 ,it is a flame you cannot see-- ,lie down1 you clod1 and set me free4 ,body1 ,i pray you1 let me go6 7,it is a soul that striveth so47 ,body1 ,i hear dim sounds afar ,dripping from some diviner star2 ,dim sounds of joyous harmony1 ,it is my mates that sing1 and ,i ,must drink that song or break my heart-- ,body1 ,i pray you1 let us part4 ,comrade1 your frame is worn and frail1 ,your vital powers begin to fail2 ,i long for life1 but you for rest2 ,then1 ,body1 let us both be blest4 ,when you are lying 'neath the dew ,i'll come sometimes1 and sing to you2 ,but you will feel no pain nor woe-- ,body1 ,i pray you1 let me go4 ,thus strove a ,being4 ,beauty fain1 ,he broke his bonds and fled amain4 ,he fled3 the ,body lay bereft1 ,but on its lips a smile was left1 ,as if that spirit1 looking back1 ,shouted upon his upward track1 ,with joyous tone and hurried breath1 ,some message that could comfort ,death4 --,danske ,dandridge4 ,,the ,,three ,,friends ,man in his life hath three good friends-- ,wealth1 family1 and noble deeds2 ,these serve him in his days of joy ,and minister unto his needs4 ,but when the lonely hour of death ,with sad and silent foot draws nigh1 ,wealth1 then1 and family take their wings1 ,and from the dying pillow fly4 ,but noble deeds in love respond1 ,ere came to thee the fatal day1 ,we went before1 ,o gentle friend1 ,and smoothed the steep and thorny way4 --,from the ,hebrew1 tr4 by ,frederic ,rowland ,marvin4 ,,an ,,old ,,latin ,,hymn ,how far from here to heaven8 ,not very far1 my friend2 ,a single hearty step ,will all thy journey end4 ,hold1 there6 where runnest thou8 ,know heaven is in thee6 ,seek'st thou for ,god elsewhere8 ,his face thou'lt never see4 ,go out1 ,god will go in2 ,die thou1 and let him live2 ,be not1 and he will be2 ,wait1 and he'll all things give4 ,i don't believe in death4 ,if hour by hour ,i die1 ',tis hour by hour to gain ,a better life thereby4 --,angelus ,silesius1 ,a4 ,d4 #afbj4 ,the chamber where the good man meets his fate ,is privileged beyond the common walk ,of virtuous life1 quite in the verge of heaven4 --,edward ,young4 ,life-embarked1 out at sea1 'mid the wave-tumbling roar1 ,the poor ship of my body went down to the floor2 ,but ,i broke1 at the bottom of death1 through a door1 ,and1 from sinking1 began for ever to soar4 --,from the ,persian4 ,truths that wake to perish never2 ,which neither listlessness1 nor mad endeavor1 ,nor man1 nor boy1 ,nor all that is at enmity with joy ,can utterly abolish or destroy6 ,hence in a season of calm weather1 ,though inland far we be1 ,our souls have sight of that immortal sea ,which brought us hither2 ,can in a moment travel thither ,and see the children sport upon the shore1 ,and hear the mighty waters rolling evermore4 --,william ,wordsworth4 ,,appendix ,,miscellaneous ,,selections ,,be ,,strong6#a ,be strong6 ,we are not here to play1 to dream1 to drift1 ,we have hard work to do1 and loads to lift4 ,shun not the struggle1 face it1 'tis ,god's gift4 ,be strong6 ,say not the days are evil--who's to blame8 ,and fold the hands and acquiesce--,o shame6 ,stand up1 speak out1 and bravely1 in ,god's name4 ,be strong6 ,it matters not how deep intrenched the wrong1 ,how hard the battle goes1 the day1 how long2 ,faint not1 fight on6 ,to-morrow comes the song4 --,maltbie ,d4 ,babcock4 ,,not ,,to ,,be ,,ministered ,,unto ,o ,lord1 ,i pray ,that for this day ,i may not swerve ,by foot or hand ,from thy command1 ,not to be served1 but to serve4 ,this1 too1 ,i pray1 ,that for this day ,no love of ease ,nor pride prevent ,my good intent1 ,not to be pleased1 but to please4 ,and if ,i may ,i'd have this day ,strength from above ,to set my heart ,in heavenly art1 ,not to be loved1 but to love4 --,maltbie ,d4 ,babcock4 ,,companionship ,no distant ,lord have ,i1 ,loving afar to be2 ,made flesh for me1 he cannot rest ,unless he rests in me4 ,brother in joy and pain1 ,bone of my bone was he1 ,now--intimacy closer still1 ,he dwells himself in me4 ,i need not journey far ,this dearest ,friend to see2 ,companionship is always mine1 ,he makes his home with me4 ,i envy not the twelve1 ,nearer to me is he2 ,the life he once lived here on earth ,he lives again in me4 ,ascended now to ,god1 ,my witness there to be1 ,his witness here am ,i1 because ,his ,spirit dwells in me4 ,o glorious ,son of ,god1 ,incarnate ,deity1 ,i shall forever be with thee ,because thou art with me4 --,maltbie ,d4 ,babcock4 ,,what ,,shall ,,it ,,profit8 ,if ,i lay waste and wither up with doubt ,the blessed fields of heaven where once my faith ,possessed itself serenely safe from death2 ,if ,i deny the things past finding out2 ,or if ,i orphan my own soul of ,one ,that seemed a ,father1 and make void the place ,within me where ,he dwelt in power and grace1 ,what do ,i gain that am myself undone8 --,william ,dean ,howells4 ,footnote #a3 ,the poems by the ,rev4 ,maltbie ,d4 ,babcock on this and the following page are reprinted1 by special permission1 from ,thoughts for ,every ,day ,living1 copyright1 #aija1 by ,charles ,scribner's ,sons4 ,,emancipation ,why be afraid of ,death as though your life were breath6 ,death but anoints your eyes with clay4 ,o glad surprise6 ,why should you be forlorn8 ,death only husks the corn4 ,why should you fear to meet the thresher of the wheat8 ,is sleep a thing to dread8 ,yet sleeping1 you are dead ,till you awake and rise1 here1 or beyond the skies4 ,why should it be a wrench to leave your wooden bench1 ,why not with happy shout run home when school is out8 ,the dear ones left behind6 ,o foolish one and blind4 ,a day--and you will meet1--a night--and you will greet6 ,this is the death of ,death1 to breathe away a breath ,and know the end of strife1 and taste the deathless life1 ,and joy without a fear1 and smile without a tear1 ,and work1 nor care nor rest1 and find the last the best4 --,maltbie ,d4 ,babcock4 ,,school ,,days ,lord1 let me make this rule3 ,to think of life as school1 ,and try my best ,to stand each test1 ,and do my work ,and nothing shirk4 ,should some one else outshine ,this dullard head of mine1 ,should ,i be sad8 ,i will be glad4 ,to do my best ,is thy behest4 ,if weary with my book ,i cast a wistful look ,where posies grow1 ,oh1 let me know ,that flowers within ,are best to win4 ,dost take my book away ,anon to let me play1 ,and let me out ,to run about8 ,i grateful bless ,thee for recess4 ,then recess past1 alack1 ,i turn me slowly back1 ,on my hard bench1 ,my hands to clench1 ,and set my heart ,to learn my part4 ,these lessons thou dost give ,to teach me how to live1 ,to do1 to bear1 ,to get and share1 ,to work and pray ,and trust alway4 ,what though ,i may not ask ,to choose my daily task1 ,thou hast decreed ,to meet my need4 ,what pleases thee ,that shall please me4 ,some day the bell will sound1 ,some day my heart will bound1 ,as with a shout1 ,that school is out1 ,and1 lessons done1 ,i homeward run4 --,maltbie ,d4 ,babcock4 ,,catholic ,,love ,weary of all this wordy strife1 ,these notions1 forms1 and modes1 and names1 ,to ,thee1 the ,way1 the ,truth1 the ,life1 ,whose love my simple heart inflames1 ,divinely taught1 at last ,i fly1 ,with ,thee1 and ,thine1 to live and die4 ,redeemed by ,thine almighty grace1 ,i taste my glorious liberty1 ,with open arms the world embrace1 ,but cleave to those who cleave to ,thee2 ,but only in thy saints delight1 ,who walk with ,god in purest white4 ,my brethren1 friends1 and kinsmen these1 ,who do my heavenly ,father's will2 ,who aim at perfect holiness1 ,and all ,thy counsels to fulfill1 ,athirst to be whate'er ,thou art ,and love their ,god with all their heart4 --,charles ,wesley4 ,,what ,,matter ,what matter1 friend1 though you and ,i ,may sow and others gather8 ,we build and others occupy1 ,each laboring for the other8 ,what though we toil from sun to sun1 ,and men forget to flatter ,the noblest work our hands have done-- ,if ,god approves1 what matter8 ,what matter1 though we sow in tears1 ,and crops fail at the reaping8 ,what though the fruit of patient years ,fast perish in our keeping8 ,upon our hoarded treasures1 floods ,arise1 and tempests scatter-- ,if faith beholds1 beyond the clouds1 ,a clearer sky1 what matter8 ,what matter1 though our castles fall1 ,and disappear while building2 ,though strange handwritings on the wall ,flame out amid the gilding8 ,though every idol of the heart ,the hand of death may shatter1 ,though hopes decay and friends depart1 ,if heaven be ours1 what matter8 --,h4 ,w4 ,teller4 ,,john ,,wesley ,in those clear1 piercing1 piteous eyes behold ,the very soul that over ,england flamed6 ,deep1 pure1 intense2 consuming shame and ill2 ,convicting men of sin2 making faith live2 ,and1--this the mightiest miracle of all1-- ,creating ,god again in human hearts4 ,what courage of the flesh and of the spirit6 ,how grim of wit1 when wit alone might serve6 ,what wisdom his to know the boundless might ,of banded effort in a world like ours6 ,how meek1 how self-forgetful1 courteous1 calm6 ,a silent figure when men idly raged ,in murderous anger2 calm1 too1 in the storm1-- ,storm of the spirit1 strangely imminent1 ,when spiritual lightnings struck men down ,and brought1 by violence1 the sense of sin1 ,and violently oped the gates of peace4 ,o hear that voice1 which rang from dawn to night1 ,in church and abbey whose most ancient walls ,not for a thousand years such accents knew6 ,on windy hilltops2 by the roaring sea2 ',mid tombs1 in market-places1 prisons1 fields2 ',mid clamor1 vile attack1--or deep-awed hush1 ,wherein celestial visitants drew near ,and secret ministered to troubled souls6 ,hear ye1 ,o hear6 that ceaseless-pleading voice1 ,which storm1 nor suffering1 nor age could still-- ,chief prophet voice through nigh a century's span6 ,now silvery as ,zion's dove that mourns1 ,now quelling as the ,archangel's judgment trump1 ,and ever with a sound like that of old ,which1 in the desert1 shook the wandering tribes1 ,or1 round about storied ,jerusalem1 ,or by ,gennesaret1 or ,jordan1 spake ,the words of life4 ,let not that image fade ,ever1 ,o ,god6 from out the minds of men1 ,of him thy messenger and stainless priest1 ,in a brute1 sodden1 and unfaithful time1 ,early and late1 o'er land and sea1 on-driven2 ,in youth1 in eager manhood1 age extreme1-- ,driven on forever1 back and forth the world1 ,by that divine1 omnipotent desire-- ,the hunger and the passion for men's souls6 --,richard ,watson ,gilder4 ,,with ,,whom ,,is ,,no ,,variableness ,it fortifies my soul to know ,that1 though ,i perish1 ,truth is so3 ,that1 howsoe'er ,i stray and range1 ,whate'er ,i do1 ,thou dost not change4 ,i steadier step when ,i recall ,that1 if ,i slip1 ,thou dost not fall4 --,arthur ,hugh ,clough4 ,,her ,,gladness ,my darling went ,unto the seaside long ago4 ,content ,i stayed at home1 for ,o1 ,i was so glad ,of all the little outings that she had6 ,i knew she needed rest4 ,i loved to stay ,at home a while that she might go away4 ,how beautiful the sea6 ,how she enjoys ,the music of the waves6 ,no care annoys ,her pleasures1 thought ,i2 ,o1 it is so good ,that she can rest a while4 ,i wish she could ,stay till the autumn leaves are turning red4 ,stay longer1 sister1 all my letters said4 ,if you are growing stronger every day1 ,i am so very glad to have you stay4 ,my darling went ,to heaven long ago4 ,am ,i content ,to stay at home8 ,why can ,i not be glad ,of all the glories that she there has had8 ,she needed change4 ,why am ,i loath to stay ,and do her work and let her go away8 ,the land is lovely where her feet have been2 ,why do ,i not rejoice that she has seen ,its beauties first8 ,that she will show to me ,the ,city ,beautiful8 ,is it so hard to be ,happy that she is happy8 ,hard to know ,she learns so much each day that helps her so8 ,why can ,i not each night and morning say1 ,i am so glad that she is glad to-day8 ,,out ,,of ,,reach ,you think them out of reach1 your dead8 ,nay1 by my own dead1 ,i deny ,your out of reach4--,be comforted2 ',tis not so far to die4 ,o by their dear remembered smiles1 ,and outheld hands and welcoming speech1 ,they wait for us1 thousands of miles ,this side of out of reach4 --,james ,whitcomb ,riley4 ,,sorrowful1 ,,yet ,,rejoicing ,i lift my head and walk my ways ,before the world without a tear1 ,and bravely unto those ,i meet ,i smile a message of good cheer2 ,i give my lips to laugh and song1 ,and somehow get me through each day2 ,but1 oh1 the tremble in my heart ,since she has gone away6 ,her feet had known the stinging thorns1 ,her eyes the blistering tears2 ,bent were her shoulders with the weight ,and sorrow of the years2 ,the lines were deep upon her brow1 ,her hair was thin and gray2 ,and1 oh1 the tremble in my heart ,since she has gone away6 ,i am not sorry2 ,i am glad2 ,i would not have her here again2 ,god gave her strength life's bitter cup ,unto the bitterest dreg to drain2 ,i will not have less strength than she1 ,i proudly tread my stony way2 ,but1 oh1 the tremble in my heart ,since she has gone away6 ,,in ,,the ,,hospital ,i lay me down to sleep ,with little thought or care ,whether my waking find ,me here or there4 ,a bowing1 burdened head1 ,that only asks to rest1 ,unquestioning1 upon ,a loving breast4 ,my good right hand forgets ,its cunning now2 ,to march the weary march ,i know not how4 ,i am not eager1 bold1 ,nor strong--all that is past2 ,i'm ready not to do ,at last1 at last4 ,my half-day's work is done1 ,and this is all my part2 ,i give a patient ,god ,my patient heart1 ,and grasp his banner still1 ,though all its blue be dim2 ,these stripes1 no less than stars1 ,lead after ,him4 --,m4 ,w4 ,howland4 ,,father ,,of ,,mercies ,father of mercies1 thy children have wandered ,far from thy bosom1 their home2 ,most of their portion of goods they have squandered2 ,farther and farther they roam4 ,we are thy children1 and we have departed ,to the lone country afar1 ,we would arise1 we come back broken-hearted2 ,take us back just as we are4 ,not for the ring or the robe we entreat thee1 ,nor for high place at the feast2 ,only to see thee1 to touch thee1 to greet thee1 ,ranked with the last and the least4 ,but for thy mercy we dare not accost thee1 ,but for thy ,son who has come ,seeking his brothers who left thee and lost thee1 ,seeking to gather them home4 ,father of mercies1 thy holiness awes us2 ,yet thou dost wait to receive6 ,jesus1 the light of thy countenance charms us1 ,father of him1 we believe4 ,back in the home of thy heart1 may we labor ,others to bring from the wild1 ,counting each creature that needs us our neighbor1 ,claiming each soul as thy child4 --,robert ,f4 ,horton4 ,,angels ,how shall we tell an angel ,from another guest8 ,how1 from common worldly herd1 ,one of the blest8 ,hint of suppressed halo1 ,rustle of hidden wings1 ,wafture of heavenly frankincense-- ,which of these things8 ,the old ,sphinx smiles so subtly3 ,i give no golden rule-- ,yet would ,i warn thee1 ,world3 treat well ,whom thou call'st fool4 --,gertrude ,hall4 ,,his ,,pilgrimage ,give me my scallop-shell of quiet1 ,my staff of faith to walk upon1 ,my scrip of joy1 immortal diet1 ,my bottle of salvation1 ,my gown of glory1 hope's true gage2 ,and thus ,i'll take my pilgrimage4 ,blood must be my body's balmer2 ,no other balm will there be given2 ,whilst my soul1 like quiet palmer1 ,traveleth toward the land of heaven2 ,over the silver mountains1 ,where spring the nectar fountains1 ,there will ,i kiss ,the bowl of bliss1 ,and drink mine everlasting fill ,upon every milken hill4 ,my soul will be a-dry before2 ,but after1 it will thirst no more4 ,then by that happy1 blissful day1 ,more peaceful pilgrims ,i shall see1 ,that have cast off their rags of clay1 ,and walk appareled fresh like me4 ,i'll take them first ,to quench their thirst ,and taste of nectar suckets1 ,at those clear wells ,where sweetness dwells1 ,drawn up by saints in crystal buckets4 --,sir ,walter ,raleigh4 ,,our ,,words ,o ,sentinel at the loose-swung door of my impetuous lips1 ,guard close to-day6 ,make sure no word unjust or cruel slips ,in anger forth1 by folly spurred or armed with envy's whips2 ,keep clear the way to-day4 ,and ,watchman on the cliff-scarred heights that lead from heart to mind1 ,when wolf-thoughts clothed in guile's soft fleece creep up1 ,o be not blind6 ,but may they pass whose foreheads bear the glowing seal-word1 kind2 ,bid them ,godspeed1 ,i pray4 ,and ,warden of my soul's stained house1 where love and hate are born1 ,o make it clean1 if swept must be with pain's rough broom of thorn6 ,and quiet impose1 so straining ears with world-din racked and torn1 ,may catch what ,god doth say4 ,a ,,good ,,man ,a good man never dies-- ,in worthy deed and prayer1 ,and helpful hands1 and honest eyes1 ,if smiles or tears be there2 ,who lives for you and me-- ,lives for the world he tries ,to help--he lives eternally4 ,a good man never dies4 ,who lives to bravely take ,his share of toil and stress1 ,and1 for his weaker fellows' sake ,makes every burden less-- ,he may1 at last1 seem worn-- ,lie fallen--hands and eyes ,folded--yet1 though we mourn and mourn1 ,a good man never dies4 --,james ,whitcomb ,riley4 ,,the ,,immanent ,,god ,,each ,,in ,,his ,,own ,,tongue ,a fire-mist and a planet1 ,a crystal and a cell1 ,a jellyfish and a saurian1 ,and caves where the cavemen dwell2 ,then a sense of law and beauty1 ,and a face turned from the clod-- ,some call it ,evolution ,and others call it ,god4 ,a haze on the far horizon1 ,the infinite1 tender sky1 ,the ripe1 rich tint of the cornfields1 ,and the wild geese sailing high-- ,and all over upland and lowland ,the charm of the golden rod-- ,some of us call it ,autumn1 ,and others call it ,god4 ,like tides on a crescent sea beach1 ,when the moon is new and thin1 ,into our hearts high yearnings ,come welling and surging in-- ,come from the mystic ocean1 ,whose rim no foot has trod-- ,some of us call it ,longing1 ,and others call it ,god4 ,a picket frozen on duty-- ,a mother starved for her brood-- ,socrates drinking the hemlock1 ,and ,jesus on the rood2 ,and millions who1 humble and nameless1 ,the straight1 hard pathway trod-- ,some call it ,consecration1 ,and others call it ,god4 --,william ,herbert ,carruth4 ,,the ,,higher ,,fellowship ,do you go to my school8 ,yes1 you go to my school1 ,and we've learned the big lesson--,be strong6 ,and to front the loud noise ,with a spirit of poise1 ,and drown down the noise with a song4 ,we have spelled the first line in the ,primer of ,fate2 ,we have spelled it1 and dare not to shirk-- ,for its first and its greatest commandment to men ,is ,work1 and rejoice in your work4 ,who is learned in this ,primer will not be a fool-- ,you are one of my classmates4 ,you go to my school4 ,you belong to my club8 ,yes1 you're one of my club1 ,and this is our program and plan3 ,to each do his part ,to look into the heart ,and get at the good that's in man4 ,detectives of virtue and spies of the good ,and sleuth-hounds of righteousness we4 ,look out there1 my brother6 we're hot on your trail1 ,we'll find out how good you can be4 ,we would drive from our hearts the snake1 tiger1 and cub2 ,we're the ,lodge of the ,lovers4 ,you're one of my club4 ,you belong to my church8 ,yes1 you go to my church-- ,our names on the same old church roll-- ,the tide-waves of ,god ,we believe are abroad ,and flow into the creeks of each soul4 ,and the vessel we sail on is strong as the sea ,that buffets and blows it about2 ,for the sea is ,god's sea as the ship is ,god's ship1 ,so we know not the meaning of doubt2 ,and we know howsoever the vessel may lurch ,we've a ,pilot to trust in4 ,you go to my church4 --,sam ,walter ,foss4 ,never elated while one man's oppressed2 ,never dejected while another's blessed4 --,alexander ,pope4 ,,the ,,other ,,fellow',s ,,job ,there's a craze among us mortals that is cruel hard to name2 ,wheresoe'er you find a human you will find the case the same2 ,you may seek among the worst of men or seek among the best1 ,and you'll find that every person is precisely like the rest3 ,each believes his real calling is along some other line ,than the one at which he's working--take1 for instance1 yours and mine4 ,from the meanest me-too creature to the leader of the mob1 ,there's a universal craving for the other fellow's job4 ,there are millions of positions in the busy world to-day1 ,each a drudge to him who holds it1 but to him who doesn't1 play2 ,every farmer's broken-hearted that in youth he missed his call1 ,while that same unhappy farmer is the envy of us all4 ,any task you care to mention seems a vastly better lot ,than the one especial something which you happen to have got4 ,there's but one sure way to smother ,envy's heartache and her sob3 ,keep too busy at your own to want the other fellow's job4 --,strickland ,w4 ,gilliland4 ,,the ,,scorn ,,of ,,job ,if ,i have eaten my morsel alone1 ,the patriarch spoke in scorn4 ,what would he think of the ,church were he shown ,heathendom--huge1 forlorn1 ,godless1 ,christless1 with soul unfed1 ,while the ,church's ailment is fullness of bread1 ,eating her morsel alone8 ,freely as ye have received1 so give1 ,he bade who hath given us all4 ,how shall the soul in us longer live ,deaf to their starving call1 ,for whom the blood of the ,lord was shed1 ,and his body broken to give them bread1 ,if we eat our morsel alone8 --,archbishop ,alexander4 ,,greatness ,what makes a man great8 ,is it houses and lands8 ,is it argosies dropping their wealth at his feet8 ,is it multitudes shouting his name in the street8 ,is it power of brain8 ,is it skill of hand8 ,is it writing a book8 ,is it guiding the ,state8 ,nay1 nay1 none of these can make a man great4 ,the crystal burns cold with its beautiful fire1 ,and is what it is2 it can never be more2 ,the acorn1 with something wrapped warm at the core1 ,in quietness says1 ,to the oak ,i aspire4 ,that something in seed and in tree is the same-- ,what makes a man great is his greatness of aim4 ,what is greatness of aim8 ,your purpose to trim ,for bringing the world to obey your behest8 ,o no1 it is seeking ,god's perfect and best1 ,making something the same both in you and in him4 ,love what he loves1 and1 child of the sod1 ,already you share in the greatness of ,god4 --,samuel ,v4 ,cole4 ,a ,,safe ,,firm ,when the other firms show dizziness ,here's a house that does not share it4 ,wouldn't you like to join the business8 ,join the firm of ,grin and ,barrett8 ,give your strength that does not murmur1 ,and your nerve that does not falter1 ,and you've joined a house that's firmer ,than the old rock of ,gibraltar4 ,they have won a good prosperity2 ,why not join the firm and share it8 ,step1 young fellow1 with celerity2 ,join the firm of ,grin and ,barrett4 ,grin and ,barrett1 ,who can scare it8 ,scare the firm of ,grin and ,barrett8 --,sam ,walter ,foss4 ,,john ,,milton ,milton6 thou shouldst be living at this hour3 ,england hath need of thee3 she is a fen ,of stagnant waters3 altars1 sword1 and pen1 ,fireside1 the heroic wealth of hall and bower1 ,have forfeited their ancient ,english dower ,of inward happiness4 ,we are selfish men4 ,o6 raise us up1 return to us again2 ,and give us manners1 virtue1 freedom1 power4 ,thy soul was like a ,star1 and dwelt apart3 ,thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea3 ,pure as the naked heavens1 majestic1 free1 ,so didst thou travel on life's common way1 ,in cheerful godliness2 and yet thy heart ,the lowliest duties on herself did lay4 --,william ,wordsworth4 ,,summum ,,bonum ,for radiant health ,i praise not when ,i pray1 ,nor for routine of toil well-pleasing every way1 ,though these gifts1 ,lord1 more priceless grow each day4 ,not for congenial comrades1 garnered store ,of worldly wealth1 nor vision that sees o'er ,such sordid mass1 mind's plumed eagles soar4 ,not even1 ,lord1 for love that eases stress ,of storm1 contention1 hope's unconquerableness1 ,nor faith's abiding peace1 nor works that bless4 ,but this1 dear ,lord1 stir inner depths divine1 ,that day by day1 though slowly6 line on line ,my will begins--begins--to merge in thine4 --,charles ,l4 ,story4 ,,the ,,aim ,o ,thou who lovest not alone ,the swift success1 the instant goal1 ,but hast a lenient eye to mark ,the failures of the inconstant soul1 ,consider not my little worth-- ,the mean achievement1 scamped in act-- ,the high resolve and low result1 ,the dream that durst not face the fact4 ,but count the reach of my desire-- ,let this be something in thy sight2 ,i have not1 in the slothful dark1 ,forgot the vision and the height4 ,neither my body nor my soul ,to earth's low ease will yield consent4 ,i praise thee for the will to strive2 ,i bless thy goad and discontent4 --,charles ,g4 ,d4 ,roberts4 ,,say ,,something ,,good ,when over the fair fame of friend or foe ,the shadow of disgrace shall fall1 instead ,of words of blame or proof of thus and so1 ,let something good be said6 ,forget not that no fellow-being yet ,may fall so low but love may lift his head2 ,even the cheek of shame with tears is wet1 ,if something good be said4 ,no generous heart may vainly turn aside ,in ways of sympathy2 no soul so dead ,but may awaken1 strong and glorified1 ,if something good be said4 ,and so ,i charge ye1 by the thorny crown1 ,and by the cross on which the ,saviour bled1 ,and by your own soul's hope of fair renown1 ,let something good be said6 --,james ,whitcomb ,riley4 ,,when ,,to ,,be ,,happy ,why do we cling to the skirts of sorrow8 ,why do we cloud with care the brow8 ,why do we wait for a glad to-morrow-- ,why not gladden the precious ,now8 ,eden is yours6 ,would you dwell within it8 ,change men's grief to a gracious smile1 ,and thus have heaven here this minute ,and not far-off in the afterwhile4 ,life1 at most1 is a fleeting bubble1 ,gone with the puff of an angel's breath4 ,why should the dim hereafter trouble ,souls this side of the gates of death8 ,the crown is yours6 ,would you care to win it8 ,plant a song in the hearts that sigh1 ,and thus have heaven here this minute ,and not far-off in the by-and-by4 ,find the soul's high place of beauty1 ,not in a man-made book of creeds1 ,but where desire ennobles duty ,and life is full of your kindly deeds4 ,the bliss is yours6 ,would you fain begin it8 ,pave with love each golden mile1 ,and thus have heaven here this minute ,and not far-off in the afterwhile4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,love thyself last3 cherish those hearts that hate thee2 ,corruption wins not more than honesty4 ,still in thy right hand carry gentle peace1 ,to silence envious tongues4 ,be just1 and fear not3 ,let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's1 ,thy ,god's1 and truth's4 --,william ,shakespeare4 ,sweet are the uses of adversity2 ,which1 like the toad1 ugly and venomous1 ,wears yet a precious jewel in his head2 ,and this our life1 exempt from public haunt1 ,finds tongues in trees1 books in the running brooks1 ,sermons in stones1 and good in everything4 --,william ,shakespeare4 ,,worship ,but let my due feet never fail ,to walk the studious cloister's pale1 ,and love the high embowed roof ,with antique pillars massy proof1 ,and storied windows richly dight1 ,casting a dim religious light4 ,there let the pealing organ blow1 ,to the full-voiced choir below1 ,in service high1 and anthems clear1 ,as may with sweetness1 through mine ear1 ,dissolve me into ecstasies1 ,and bring all ,heaven before mine eyes4 --,john ,milton4 ,give us men6 ,strong and stalwart ones3 ,men whom highest hope inspires1 ,men whom purest honor fires1 ,men who trample ,self beneath them1 ,men who make their country wreathe them ,as her noble sons1 ,worthy of their sires1 ,men who never shame their mothers1 ,men who never fail their brothers2 ,true1 however false are others3 ,give us ,men--,i say again1 ,give us ,men6 --,bishop of ,exeter4 ,i will not doubt though all my ships at sea ,come drifting home with broken masts and sails1 ,i will believe the ,hand which never fails1 ,from seeming evil worketh good for me2 ,and though ,i weep because those sails are tattered1 ,still will ,i cry1 while my best hopes lie shattered1 ,i trust in ,thee4 ,the wounds ,i might have healed1 ,the human sorrow and smart6 ,and yet it never was in my soul ,to play so ill a part4 ,but evil is wrought by want of thought ,as well as want of heart4 --,thomas ,hood4 ,,don',t ,,fear--,,god',s ,,near6 ,feel glum8 ,keep mum4 ,don't grumble4 ,be humble4 ,trials cling8 ,just sing4 ,can't sing8 ,just cling4 ,don't fear--,god's near6 ,money goes--,he knows4 ,honor left--,not bereft4 ,don't rust--,work6 ,trust6 --,ernest ,bourner ,allen4 ,a rose to the living is more ,than sumptuous wreaths to the dead2 ,in filling love's infinite store1 ,a rose to the living is more1 ,if graciously given before ,the hungering spirit is fled-- ,a rose to the living is more ,than sumptuous wreaths to the dead4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,canst thou see no beauty nigh8 ,cure thy dull1 distempered eye4 ,canst thou no sweet music hear8 ,tune thy sad1 discordant ear4 ,earth has beauty everywhere ,if the eye that sees is fair4 ,earth has music to delight ,if the ear is tuned aright4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,anew we pledge ourselves to ,thee1 ,to follow where thy ,truth shall lead2 ,afloat upon its boundless sea1 ,who sails with ,god is safe indeed4 ,o1 though oft depressed and lonely ,all my fears are laid aside1 ,if ,i but remember only ,such as these have lived and died4 ,it was only a glad ,good morning1 ,as she passed along the way2 ,but it spread the morning's glory ,over the livelong day4 ,for the right against the wrong1 ,for the weak against the strong1 ,for the poor who've waited long1 ,for the brighter age to be4 ,,recompense ,the gifts that to our breasts we fold ,are brightened by our losses4 ,the sweetest joys a heart can hold ,grow up between its crosses4 ,and on life's pathway many a mile ,is made more glad and cheery1 ,because1 for just a little while1 ,the way seemed dark and dreary4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,wherever now a sorrow stands1 ',tis mine to heal ,his nail-torn hands4 ,in every lonely lane and street1 ',tis mine to wash ,his wounded feet-- ',tis mine to roll away the stone ,and warm ,his heart against my own4 ,here1 here on earth ,i find it all-- ,the young archangels1 white and tall1 ,the ,golden ,city and the doors1 ,and all the shining of the floors6 ,i sent my soul through the ,invisible1 ,some letter of that ,after-life to spell2 ,and by and by my soul returned to me1 ,and answered1 ,i myself am ,heaven and ,hell4 --,omar ,khayyam4 ,count that day really worse than lost ,you might have made divine1 ,through which you scattered lots of frost ,and ne'er a speck of shine4 --,nixon ,waterman4 ,o1 the little birds sang east1 and the little birds sang west1 ,and ,i smiled to think ,god's greatness flowed around our incompleteness1 ,round our restlessness1 ,his rest4 --,elizabeth ,barrett ,browning4 ,if by one word ,i help another1 ,a struggling and despairing brother1 ,or ease one bed of pain2 ,if ,i but aid some sad one weeping1 ,or comfort one1 lone vigil keeping1 ,i have not lived in vain4 ,,index ,,to 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#bhg4 ,o ,thou who lovest not alone1 #bhe4 ,o1 though oft depressed and lonely1 #bhg4 ,sweet are the uses of adversity1 #bhf4 ,the gifts that to our breasts we fold1 #bhg4 ,the wounds ,i might have healed1 #bhf4 ,there's a craze among us mortals1 #bhd4 ,weary of all this wordy strife1 #bgi4 ,what makes a man great8 #bhd4 ,what matter1 friend1 though you and ,i1 #bhj ,when over the fair fame of friend1 #bhe4 ,when the other firms show dizziness1 #bhd4 ,wherever now a sorrow stands1 #bhg4 ,why be afraid of ,death1 #bgi4 ,why do we cling to the skirts of sorrow8 #bhf4 ,you think them out of reach1 #bha4 99 99 99 99 99 99 ,,books ,,by ,,james ,,mudge ,,poems ,,with ,,power ,,to ,,strengthen ,,the ,,soul ,,heart ,,religion1 ,,as ,,described ,,by ,,john ,,wesley ,,religious ,,experience3 ,,exemplified ,,in ,,the ,,lives ,,of ,,illustrious ,,christians ,,fenelon3 ,,the ,,mystic