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.

JAIRUS’ DAUGHTER

FRESHLY the cool breath of the coming eve Stole through the lattice, and the dying girl Felt it upon her forehead. She had lain Since the hot noontide in a…

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EVENING HYMN

τήν ήμέραν διελθών. The day is past and over: All thanks, Ο Lord, to Thee! I pray Thee that offenceless The hours of dark may be. Ο Jesu! keep me…

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THE SOUL-DIRGE

THE organ played sweet music Whileas, on Easter-day, All heartless from the altar The heedless went away; And, down the broad aisle crowding. They seemed a funeral train, That were…

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THE SLEEP

"He giveth His beloved sleep." — Ps. cxxvii. 2. OF all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward unto souls afar Along the Psalmist's music deep, Now tell me…

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THE SINGERS

God sent His Singers upon earth With songs of sadness and of mirth, That they might touch the hearts of men And bring them back to heaven again. The first,…

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IN MEMORIAM

I SAW two flowers at morning: The one was a full-blown rose; And it lay at rest on a matron's breast, Like a gleam from the sunset close. The other…

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ST. FRANCIS XAVIER

Lo! on the slope of yonder shore Beneath that lonely shed, A saint hath found his conflicts o'er, And laid his dying head! No gloom of fear hath glazed his…

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ROCK OF AGES

ROCK of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure;…

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JERUSALEM THE GOLDEN

JERUSALEM the golden, With milk and honey blest: Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed. I know not, oh, I know not What joys await us there; What radiancy…

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