Selections for Homes and SchoolsJewish publication society of America, 1911 - 444 pagine |
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Pagina 14
... BOSOM .. A. 116. HYMN TO THE DEITY . B. 117. BE IT so ...... GEORGE .EMMA LAZARUS 251 ALEXANDER KOHUT 253 .MORRIS ROSENFELD 259 REBECCA HYNEMAN 263 .PENINA MOÏSE 264 A. 118. O MY CREATOR , WHEN THY MIGHT . 7 B. 119. LIFELONG PRAISE ...
... BOSOM .. A. 116. HYMN TO THE DEITY . B. 117. BE IT so ...... GEORGE .EMMA LAZARUS 251 ALEXANDER KOHUT 253 .MORRIS ROSENFELD 259 REBECCA HYNEMAN 263 .PENINA MOÏSE 264 A. 118. O MY CREATOR , WHEN THY MIGHT . 7 B. 119. LIFELONG PRAISE ...
Pagina 22
... bosom , unto Me ; Shape them as I order thee . " Thus ' tis written how the Lord Fashioned Adam for His glory , Whom the Angels worshippèd , All save Iblis ; and this story Teacheth wherefore Azrael saith , " Come thou ! " at the hour ...
... bosom , unto Me ; Shape them as I order thee . " Thus ' tis written how the Lord Fashioned Adam for His glory , Whom the Angels worshippèd , All save Iblis ; and this story Teacheth wherefore Azrael saith , " Come thou ! " at the hour ...
Pagina 43
... bosom dreaming ( in luxury glowing ) , Of the close of that night of despair . For the bride her handmaiden the garland was wreathing ; At the altar the bridegroom was waiting ; But vengeance impatiently round them was breath- ing , And ...
... bosom dreaming ( in luxury glowing ) , Of the close of that night of despair . For the bride her handmaiden the garland was wreathing ; At the altar the bridegroom was waiting ; But vengeance impatiently round them was breath- ing , And ...
Pagina 45
... bosom , and his form Straightened up proudly in his tiny wrath , As if his light proportions would have swelled , Had they but matched his spirit , to the man . Why bends the Patriarch as he cometh now Upon his staff so wearily ? His ...
... bosom , and his form Straightened up proudly in his tiny wrath , As if his light proportions would have swelled , Had they but matched his spirit , to the man . Why bends the Patriarch as he cometh now Upon his staff so wearily ? His ...
Pagina 46
... bosoms in her spicy trees . It was an hour of rest ! but Hagar found No shelter in the wilderness , and on She kept her weary way , until the boy Hung down his head , and opened his parched lips For water ; but she could not give it him ...
... bosoms in her spicy trees . It was an hour of rest ! but Hagar found No shelter in the wilderness , and on She kept her weary way , until the boy Hung down his head , and opened his parched lips For water ; but she could not give it him ...
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Abraham Absalom Adam ALEXANDER KOHUT Angel art Thou Bath-sheba beautiful behold Belshazzar BELSHAZZAR'S FEAST beneath blessed bosom breast breath bright brow Cain child cloud cried dark David dead death deep doth earth eyes face father fear flame foes gazed glorious glory God's gold grace GUSTAV GOTTHEIL hand hath hear heard heart Heaven Henry Lucas holy host HYMN II Samuel Israel king lambs Lamech land lifted light lips look Lord mercy mighty morning Moses murmur night Nimrud o'er peace Pharaoh praise prayed prayer pride PSALM Rabbi rest RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER rose Saul shalt silent sing SIR EDWIN ARNOLD sleep smile Solomon song sons soul sound spake spear stars stood sweet swell sword Talmud tears tent thee Thine Thou art throne thunder Twas unto voice watch wave weary weep wild wonder word Zimri
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Pagina 171 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Pagina 336 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Pagina 335 - Let us (said he) pour on him all we can: Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, Contract into a span. So strength first made a way; Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honour, pleasure: When almost all was out, God made a stay, Perceiving that alone of all his treasure Rest in the bottom lay. For if I should...
Pagina 171 - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death...
Pagina 336 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Pagina 176 - PRAISE to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days : Bounteous Source of every joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ, — 2...
Pagina 290 - Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord !
Pagina 325 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Pagina 216 - Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.
Pagina 357 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee...