THE PILGRIMS OF JESUS
Ο HAPPY band of pilgrims, If onward ye will tread With Jesus as your Fellow To Jesus as your Head! Oh, happy, if ye labor As Jesus did for men!…
SONGS OF PRAISE, POEMS OF DEVOTION IN THE CHRISTIAN CENTURIES
WITH AN INTRODUCTION
BY HENRY COPPEE,
PROFESSOR OF ENGLISH LITERATURE IN THE UΝΙVΕRSITY OF PENNSYLVANIA.
PHILADELPHIA:
PUBLISHED BY E. H. BUTLER & CO.
1866.
Ο HAPPY band of pilgrims, If onward ye will tread With Jesus as your Fellow To Jesus as your Head! Oh, happy, if ye labor As Jesus did for men!…
Πόθεν άρξομοi θρηνέlν; WHENCE shall my tears begin? What first-fruits shall I bear Of earnest sorrow for my sin? Or how my woes declare? O Thou, the Merciful and Gracious…
Rest of the weary! Thou Thyself art resting now, Where lowly in Thy sepulchre Thou liest; From out her deathly sleep My soul doth start,to weep So sad a wonder,…
From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand, From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us…
Sweet Dove! the softest, steadiest plume In all the sunbright sky, Brightening in ever-changeful bloom As breezes change on high; — Sweet Leaf! the pledge of peace and mirth, “Long…
What went ye out to see O'er the rude sandy lea, Where stately Jordan flows by many a palm, Or where Gennesaret’s wave Delights the flowers to lave That o'er…
I LOVE Thee, Thou God of mine, Because Thou first hast loved me: And all my liberty resign That I may willing follow Thee. Nothing that memory can suggest, But…
‘lησοΰς υπέρ τυύ χόσμου. Jesus, hastening for the world to suffer, Enters in, Jerusalem, to thee: With His Twelve He goeth forth to offer That free Sacrifice He came to…
My Joy, my Life, my Crown! My heart was meaning all the day, Somewhat it fain would say; And still it runneth, muttering up and down. With only this. My…
“And is there in God's world so drear a place Where the loud bitter cry is raised in vain? Where tears of penance come too late for grace, As on…