PAGE Girt round with rugged mountains Give! as the morning that flows out of heaven Go forth in life, O friend! Golden harps are sounding Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove! Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven's first-born! Hand-in-hand with angels Hark! the hours are softly calling Hast thou within a care so deep PAGE 252 168 40 13 285 153 269 343 248 Have you heard the tale of the Aloe plant Her Father sent her in His land to dwell He sendeth sun, He sendeth shower How beautiful the night. How calmly sinks the parting sun! How sweet it were, if without feeble fright I am fading from you I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be If I had known in the morning If I were told that I must die to-morrow If life's pleasures cheer thee If suddenly upon the street I have done at length with dreaming I hear Hope singing, sweetly singing I hear it often in the dark I know not if the dark or bright I know not the way I am going I love my God, but with no love of mine I love to wander through the woodlands hoary In Athens, when all learning centred there In holy books we read how God hath spoken. In May, when sea-winds pierced In the still air the music lies unheard PAGE 341 332 96 199 I reach a duty, yet I do it not I saw two clouds at morning I say to thee, do thou repeat I sought Thee round about, O Thou my God! I stood beside my window It lies around us like a cloud I think about the dead by day I think we are too ready with complaint. I thought of thee, my partner and my guide I took a little good seed in my hand I wandered lonely as a cloud I worship thee, sweet will of God! Jesus, Master, whose I am "Jesus only!" In the shadow 168 "Just as I am," Thine own to be 366 Laid on Thine altar, O my Lord divine 239 Late, late, so late! and dark the night and chill 118 218 Launch thy bark, mariner! Lead, Kindly Light! amid the encircling gloom Listen to the water-mill "Live while you live!" the epicure would say Lord, it belongs not to my care Lord, what a change within us one short hour PAGE Master, to do great work for Thee 167 69 57 138 272 Naked on parent's knees, a new-born child Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled. 41 211 31 No abbey's gloom, nor dark cathedral stoops . 237 343 Not a sparrow falleth, but its God doth know . 370 Now the day is over 166 O, ask not, hope thou not, too much 90 O Friends! with whom my feet have trod Oft I remember those whom I have known O happy glow! O sun-bathed tree! . O happy house! where Thou art loved the best Oh how the thought of God attracts Oh winter! ruler of the inverted year O lark! sweet lark! . O little town of Bethlehem O Love Divine, that stooped to share O silence deep and strange O Thou bright and beautiful day O Thou, by long experience tried 367 202 36 PAGE O Thou, great Friend to all the sons of men Over my window the ivy climbs Over the mountain wave O where will be the birds that sing. O, why should the spirit of mortal be proud? Peace, troubled heart! Press on there 's no such word as fail 364 353 150 164 201 246 Some hearts go hungering through the world Some murmur when their sky is clear Something new for Easter! Something new to wear! 281 234 108 Still young and fine, but what is still in view. Take my life, and let it be Take my soul and body's powers That which weeping ones were saying 56 299 125 251 228 15 5 39 170 23 138 |