Wayfaring Hymns: Original and Translated

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Anson D.F. Randolph & Company, 770 Broadway, 1869 - 66 頁
 

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第 51 頁 - A bowing, burdened head, That only asks to rest Unquestioning upon * A loving breast. My good right hand forgets its cunning now, To march the weary march I know not how. I am not eager, bold, Nor strong — all that is past : I am ready not to do, At last, at last. My half-day's work is done, And this is all my part ; I give a patient God My patient heart.
第 50 頁 - I lay me down to sleep With little thought or care Whether my waking find Me here or there. A bowing burdened head That only asks to rest Unquestioning upon A loving breast. My good right hand forgets Its cunning now — To march the weary march I know not how. I am not eager, bold, Nor strong, all that is past. I am ready not to do At last, at last.
第 50 頁 - I lay me down to sleep, With little thought or care, Whether my waking find Me here— or THERE! "A bowing, burdened head, That only asks to rest, Unquestioning, upon A loving Breast.
第 61 頁 - One more day's work for Jesus; How sweet the work has been To tell the story, To show the glory, Where Christ's flock enter in! How it did shine In this poor heart of mine!
第 1 頁 - These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but having seen them afar off, and were persuaded of them, and embraced them, and confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth. For they that say such things declare plainly that they seek a country.
第 60 頁 - One more day's work for Jesus : How glorious is my King ! 'Tis joy, not duty, to speak His beauty ; My soul mounts on the wing At the mere thought how Christ my life has bought. 3 One more day's work for Jesus...
第 31 頁 - Now, O my God ! My comfort, portion, rest! Thou, none but Thou, shalt reign within my breast. Call me to Thee ! call me Thyself — oh ! speak, And bind my heart to Thee, whom most I seek ! Then let me dwell But as a pilgrim here ; One to whom earth seems distant — heaven more near. Let this my joy, my life, my life-work be, To die to self — to live, my Lord, to Thee. I know this road Through narrow straits doth wend, Wherein my stubborn will must stoop and bend.
第 26 頁 - Bring here thy burden, And find in me a full release ; Bring all thy sorrows, all thy longings, And take instead my perfect peace. Trying to bear thy cross alone ! — Child, the mistake is all thine own. And now my cross is all supported, — Part on my Lord, and part on me : But as He is so much the stronger, He seems to bear it — I go free. I touch its weight, just here and here, — Weight that would crush, were He not near...
第 61 頁 - O yes, a weary day ; But heaven shines clearer, And rest comes nearer, At each step of the way ; And Christ in all — Before His face I fall. — CHO. 5 O blessed work for Jesus ! O rest at Jesus' feet ! There toil seems pleasure, My wants are treasure, And pain for Him is sweet.
第 36 頁 - Lord, make it right! Night is as day to thee, Darkness is light. I am afraid to touch Things that involve so much; My trembling hand may shake — My skillful hand may break; Thine can make no mistake.

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