Songs of the heart: poems, Issue 538 |
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... told Sank deep into their list'ning ears . And , hearkening to that tale of love , The like of which they ne'er had heard , Their hearts , that fear could never move , Melted beneath each gentle word . And far and wide around they ...
... told Sank deep into their list'ning ears . And , hearkening to that tale of love , The like of which they ne'er had heard , Their hearts , that fear could never move , Melted beneath each gentle word . And far and wide around they ...
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... told them how within his breast Another spirit now had woke ; And how henceforth he meant to dwell Among them , guiding all their ways , And thus for Him he loved so well To spend the remnant of his days . From that time forth with them ...
... told them how within his breast Another spirit now had woke ; And how henceforth he meant to dwell Among them , guiding all their ways , And thus for Him he loved so well To spend the remnant of his days . From that time forth with them ...
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... , unearthly grace . He asked my grief - I told him all— He bade me rise and follow him- I rose , obedient to his call , And , though my eyes with tears were dim , B There was such sweetness in his voice , It made SONGS OF THE HEART . 17.
... , unearthly grace . He asked my grief - I told him all— He bade me rise and follow him- I rose , obedient to his call , And , though my eyes with tears were dim , B There was such sweetness in his voice , It made SONGS OF THE HEART . 17.
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... told me how , in suff'ring sore , Himself had traced that path along , Which none had ever trod before , Though since had passed a countless throng . His name I questioned of my guide- He told me , " Christ the crucified . " Abashed ...
... told me how , in suff'ring sore , Himself had traced that path along , Which none had ever trod before , Though since had passed a countless throng . His name I questioned of my guide- He told me , " Christ the crucified . " Abashed ...
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... told , TH The mighty task is done ; For gallant hearts and bold The distant goal have won , Which , centuries ago , Whole legions sought in vain , Which sages sighed to know , And princes strove to gain . To him , whose master mind ...
... told , TH The mighty task is done ; For gallant hearts and bold The distant goal have won , Which , centuries ago , Whole legions sought in vain , Which sages sighed to know , And princes strove to gain . To him , whose master mind ...
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Page 1 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart. As showers from the clouds of summer. Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor.
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