First series of hymns and songs for the use of Catholic schools and families, &c. [ed. by H. Formby].1853 |
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... night , Lo ! we saw a wondrous light ; Angels singing , ' Peace on earth , ' Told us of the Saviour's birth . " Hail , & c . Sacred Infant ! all divine ! What a tender love was thine , Thus to come from highest bliss Down to such a ...
... night , Lo ! we saw a wondrous light ; Angels singing , ' Peace on earth , ' Told us of the Saviour's birth . " Hail , & c . Sacred Infant ! all divine ! What a tender love was thine , Thus to come from highest bliss Down to such a ...
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... night , while out of fear The doors were shut , their Lord most dear To his Apostles did appear . But Thomas , when of this he heard , Was doubtful of his brethren's word ; Wherefore again there comes the Lord . " Thomas , behold my ...
... night , while out of fear The doors were shut , their Lord most dear To his Apostles did appear . But Thomas , when of this he heard , Was doubtful of his brethren's word ; Wherefore again there comes the Lord . " Thomas , behold my ...
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... night of that last supper , Seated with his chosen band , He , the Paschal victim eating , First fulfils the law's command ; Then , as food to all his brethren , Gives himself with his own hand . Word made flesh , the bread of nature By ...
... night of that last supper , Seated with his chosen band , He , the Paschal victim eating , First fulfils the law's command ; Then , as food to all his brethren , Gives himself with his own hand . Word made flesh , the bread of nature By ...
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... night my slumbers keep , Make my latest thought to be , How to love thy Son and thee . Teach me when the sunbeam bright Calls me with its golden light , How my waking thoughts may be Turn'd to Jesus and to thee . And , oh , teach me ...
... night my slumbers keep , Make my latest thought to be , How to love thy Son and thee . Teach me when the sunbeam bright Calls me with its golden light , How my waking thoughts may be Turn'd to Jesus and to thee . And , oh , teach me ...
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... night ; By thy home at Herod's death In despised Nazareth , - Child of Mary , & c . By thy tender mother's fears , By her many sighs and tears , As she sought thee night and day , Turning back upon her way , - Child of Mary , & c . By ...
... night ; By thy home at Herod's death In despised Nazareth , - Child of Mary , & c . By thy tender mother's fears , By her many sighs and tears , As she sought thee night and day , Turning back upon her way , - Child of Mary , & c . By ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ador'd amid Angelus Bells B. V. Mary babe is dead Babe of Bethlehem baby boy Bell blest blood bloom breast bright cherub band Child of Mary Chorus Christ be prais'd Cuckoo dear death divine earth eternal eyes fair Faith fathers fear Feast feet filii et filiæ flesh flowers fly away home Galilee gentle giv'n Hail hark hast hath hear our cry Hear the loving heart holy Joseph Hymn infant Jesus Jesus walking John Barleycorn King of glory Lady-bird Lamb lily little children lives Lord is ris'n Lord of light loving Litany Mary's mercy morning night o'er Old King Cole poor praise prayer pure reign Saint Sanctus Bell Saviour senses fail seraph shew shifting sail sing to thee sinless Sister M. J. skies snowy white song soul spotless Teach thine Thou'rt throne thy children thy sweet voice words
Pasajes populares
Página 23 - She wandered up and down; And many a hill did Lucy climb: But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break...
Página 15 - Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song ; And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray.
Página 23 - Heal our wounds ; our strength renew ; On our dryness pour thy dew ; Wash the stains of guilt away. Bend the stubborn heart and will ; Melt the frozen, warm the chill; Guide the steps that go astray.
Página 18 - Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than thy blest name, O Saviour of mankind!
Página 22 - Wandering o'er the heathy fells, Down within the woodland dells ; All among the mountains wild Dwelleth many a little child ! In the baron's hall of pride, By the poor man's dull fireside ; 'Mid the mighty, 'mid the mean, Little children may be seen, Like the flowers that spring up fair, Bright and countless, everywhere!
Página 23 - The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At daybreak on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They wept — and, turning homeward, cried, "In heaven we all shall meet !" — When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet.
Página 18 - But what to those who find ? Ah ! this Nor tongue nor pen can show, The love of Jesus, what it is, None but his loved ones know.
Página 17 - Wasp his companion did bring, But they promised that evening to lay by their sting. And the sly little Dormouse crept out of his hole, And led to the feast his blind brother the Mole; And the Snail, with his horns peeping out from his shell, Came from a great distance — the length of an ell. A mushroom their table, and on it was laid A water-dock leaf, which a table-cloth made ; The viands were various, to each of their taste, And the Bee brought his honey to crown the repast.
Página 50 - Thou fliest thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year ! O, could I fly, I'd fly with thee ! We'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the spring.
Página 17 - And there came the Beetle, so blind and so black, Who carried the Emmet, his friend, on his back ; And there was the Gnat, and the Dragon-fly too ; With all their relations, green, orange, and blue.