The Changed Cross and Other Religious Poems

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A. D. F. Randolph, 1865 - 86 من الصفحات
 

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الصفحة 15 - I ask Thee for the daily strength To none that ask denied, And a mind to blend with outward life, While keeping at Thy side ; Content to fill a little space, If Thou be glorified.
الصفحة 40 - I shall be soon ; Beyond the waking and the sleeping, Beyond the sowing and the reaping, I shall be soon. Love, rest, and home ! Sweet hope ! Lord, tarry not, but come. Beyond the blooming and the fading I shall be soon ; Beyond the shining and the shading, Beyond the hoping and the dreading, I shall be soon. Love, rest, and home ! Sweet hope ! Lord, tarry not, but come.
الصفحة 14 - I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro, Seeking for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know ; I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go.
الصفحة 41 - Beyond the parting and the meeting, I shall be soon ; Beyond the farewell and the greeting, Beyond the pulse's fever beating, I shall be soon. Love, rest, and home ! Sweet home ! Lord, tarry not, but come.
الصفحة 28 - ONE by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall ; Some are coming, some are going ; Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.
الصفحة 14 - Wherever in the world I am, In whatsoe'er estate, I have a fellowship with hearts, To keep and cultivate ; And a work of lowly love to do For the Lord on whom I wait.
الصفحة 13 - Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before ; He that into God's kingdom comes Must enter by this door.
الصفحة 16 - While wandering in these Border-lands Until Thy voice shall summon it. Father, I would not dare to choose A longer life, an earlier death ; I know not what my soul might lose By shortened or protracted breath. These Border-lands are calm and still, And solemn are their silent shades ; And my heart welcomes them, until The light of life's long evening fades.
الصفحة 29 - Every hour that fleets so slowly Has its task to do or bear; Luminous the crown, and holy, When each gem is set with care. Do not linger with regretting, Or for passing hours despond; Nor, the daily toil forgetting, Look too eagerly beyond. Hours are golden links, God's token, Reaching Heaven; but one by one Take them, lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
الصفحة 14 - MY TIMES ARE IN THY HAND." PSALMS xxxi, 15. FATHER, I know that all my life Is portioned out for me, And the changes that are sure to come, I do not fear to see ; But I ask Thee for a present mind Intent on pleasing Thee.

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