The Bee: A Collection of Poems, Chiefly Designed for the Young |
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... of the Creator 60 The Rose .. 61 .. ' The Drowning Fly .. 62 The Happy Family 64 Trust in Divine Providence 70 The Lord will hear thy Prayer 14 The Flowers that never Die The Butterfly 74 15 Page The Sower 80 .. The Gleaner 81 .. .. vii.
... of the Creator 60 The Rose .. 61 .. ' The Drowning Fly .. 62 The Happy Family 64 Trust in Divine Providence 70 The Lord will hear thy Prayer 14 The Flowers that never Die The Butterfly 74 15 Page The Sower 80 .. The Gleaner 81 .. .. vii.
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... hear it and obey . And in the darkness of the night , Whilst on their beds they lie , They feel that darkness and the light Are open to his eye . And sometimes tears of heav'nly joy Upon their face are seen : Sweet , silent tears ...
... hear it and obey . And in the darkness of the night , Whilst on their beds they lie , They feel that darkness and the light Are open to his eye . And sometimes tears of heav'nly joy Upon their face are seen : Sweet , silent tears ...
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... hears their plaintive cry , Father of all ! he soothes their woe , And is for ever nigh . EARLY TRUST IN GOD . Now that my journey's just begun , My course so little trod , I'll stay before I further run , And give myself to God . And ...
... hears their plaintive cry , Father of all ! he soothes their woe , And is for ever nigh . EARLY TRUST IN GOD . Now that my journey's just begun , My course so little trod , I'll stay before I further run , And give myself to God . And ...
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... hear This happy baby's voice , We should not drop another tear , But triumph and rejoice . " O do not ever weep for me , " The happy soul would say ; " Nor grieve , dear child , that I am free From that poor sleeping clay . " Mourn not ...
... hear This happy baby's voice , We should not drop another tear , But triumph and rejoice . " O do not ever weep for me , " The happy soul would say ; " Nor grieve , dear child , that I am free From that poor sleeping clay . " Mourn not ...
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... hear my poor imperfect pray'r ; Or stoop to listen to the praise That such a little one can raise ? Art thou my Father ? -let me be A meek obedient child to thee ; And try , in word , and deed , and thought , To serve and praise thee as ...
... hear my poor imperfect pray'r ; Or stoop to listen to the praise That such a little one can raise ? Art thou my Father ? -let me be A meek obedient child to thee ; And try , in word , and deed , and thought , To serve and praise thee as ...
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Page 83 - Though in the paths of death I tread. With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord ! art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Page 94 - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way!
Page 55 - There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
Page 153 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Page 154 - Mercies, O my God, My rising Soul surveys; Transported with the View, I'm lost In Wonder, Love, and Praise. W! O how shall Words with equal Warmth The Gratitude declare That glows within my Ravish'd Heart ! But thou canst read it there. Thy Providence my Life sustain'd And all my Wants redrest, When in the silent Womb I lay, And hung upon the Breast.
Page 115 - And darkness and doubt are now flying away, No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn : So breaks on the traveller, faint and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See truth, love, and mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of death smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb ! EARLY PIETY.
Page 174 - The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Page 41 - Tis the voice of the sluggard ; I heard him complain, " You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again." As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed, Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his heavy head. "A little more sleep, and a little more slumber...
Page 67 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite 'day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.
Page 144 - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.