 | Cynosure - 1837 - 272 páginas
...mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, If when deceived and wounded here, We could not turn to Thee. The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter...Breathes sweetness out of woe. When joy no longer soothes and cheers, And e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanisb'd... | |
 | R T. Linnington - 1837 - 274 páginas
...tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee ! The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter...Breathes sweetness out of woe. When joy no longer sooths or cheers, And e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd... | |
 | M F. Dickson - 1837 - 748 páginas
...tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to tliee ! When joy no longer soothes, or cheers, And e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our years, Is dimmed and vanish'd too ! Oh ! who could bear this bitter doom, Did not thy wing of love... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 páginas
...mourner's tear. How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee. The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter...of woe. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And even the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too ! Oh ! who would... | |
 | Joseph Cammet Lovejoy, Owen Lovejoy - 1838 - 396 páginas
...M winter succeeds summer, so true is it that ' The friends who in our sunshine live, In wintry days are flown ; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone.' This is poetry, it is true ; but it is not fiction, as many a deserted heart, many a desolate bosom... | |
 | Abel Charles Thomas - 1839 - 224 páginas
...come» are flown ; And he who has but tears to give, Must -rprweep those tears a »*» VERSES 3-6. But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like...plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part Breathe sweetness out of woe : When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e'en the hope, that threw... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1841 - 448 páginas
...mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee. The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter...of woe. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And even the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too, Oh, who would... | |
 | 1840 - 498 páginas
...tear, How dark this world would be, If, pierc'd by sins and sorrows here, We could not fly to thee \ 2 The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter...has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting, through the... | |
 | Methodist Episcopal Church - 1840 - 760 páginas
...tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee. 2 The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter...has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 But Christ can heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the... | |
 | Sacred cabinet - 1841 - 222 páginas
...If, when deceiv'd and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! The friends who in our sunshine lire, When winter comes, are flown ; And he who has but...fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of wo. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And ev'n the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our... | |
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DRY'ST THE MOURNER'S TEAR. (AiR. — HAYDN.) •' He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds." — Psalm cxlvii. 3. OH Thou who dry'st the mourner's tear. How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not... 
