Our Home Beyond the Tide; And Kindred Poems (Paperback)


This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 edition. Excerpt: ...his care, Whose heart is love and boundless sympathy, The souls for whom our life is toil and prayer. We keep the watch with him; we stand beside The cross whereon for them the Saviour died. CHILD ANGELS. I2S Let us be patient. God has sown The field we till With seeds of light and gladness for his own, --An after-crop, to burst in bloom, and fill The harvest-field with fragrant beauty when The sheaves are gathered in, but not till then. Let us rejoice; for He who sees The glorious end Of all the toil and care, who mysteries That try our faith can wholly comprehend, And who, to gain the harvest, bled and died, Shall in the reaping-time be satisfied. Anon. CHILD ANGELS. OUR God in heaven, from that holy place, To each of us an angel guide has given; But mothers of dead children have more grace, For they give angels to their God and heaven. How can a mother's heart feel cold or weary, Knowing her dearer self, safe, happy, warm? How can she feel her road too dark or dreary Who knows her treasure sheltered from the storm? 126 CHILD ANGELS. How can she sin? Our hearts may be unheeding, Our God forgot, our holy saints defied; But can a mother hear her dead child pleading, And thrust those little angel hands aside?--Those little hands stretched down to draw her ever Nearer to God by mother love. We all Are blind and weak; yet surely she can never, With such a stake in heaven, fail or fall. She knows, that, when the mighty angels raise Chorus in heaven, one little silver tone Is hers forever; that one little praise, One little happy voice, is all her own. We may not see her sacred crown of honor: But all the angels, flitting to and fro, Pause smiling as they pass; they look upon her As mother of an angel whom they know. One whom they left nestled...

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 edition. Excerpt: ...his care, Whose heart is love and boundless sympathy, The souls for whom our life is toil and prayer. We keep the watch with him; we stand beside The cross whereon for them the Saviour died. CHILD ANGELS. I2S Let us be patient. God has sown The field we till With seeds of light and gladness for his own, --An after-crop, to burst in bloom, and fill The harvest-field with fragrant beauty when The sheaves are gathered in, but not till then. Let us rejoice; for He who sees The glorious end Of all the toil and care, who mysteries That try our faith can wholly comprehend, And who, to gain the harvest, bled and died, Shall in the reaping-time be satisfied. Anon. CHILD ANGELS. OUR God in heaven, from that holy place, To each of us an angel guide has given; But mothers of dead children have more grace, For they give angels to their God and heaven. How can a mother's heart feel cold or weary, Knowing her dearer self, safe, happy, warm? How can she feel her road too dark or dreary Who knows her treasure sheltered from the storm? 126 CHILD ANGELS. How can she sin? Our hearts may be unheeding, Our God forgot, our holy saints defied; But can a mother hear her dead child pleading, And thrust those little angel hands aside?--Those little hands stretched down to draw her ever Nearer to God by mother love. We all Are blind and weak; yet surely she can never, With such a stake in heaven, fail or fall. She knows, that, when the mighty angels raise Chorus in heaven, one little silver tone Is hers forever; that one little praise, One little happy voice, is all her own. We may not see her sacred crown of honor: But all the angels, flitting to and fro, Pause smiling as they pass; they look upon her As mother of an angel whom they know. One whom they left nestled...

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Rarebooksclub.com

Country of origin

United States

Release date

October 2012

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First published

October 2012

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Dimensions

246 x 189 x 2mm (L x W x T)

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Paperback - Trade

Pages

118

ISBN-13

978-1-151-18616-4

Barcode

9781151186164

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1-151-18616-3



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