Blessing The Cornfields (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant ...
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant ...
When the dying flame of day Through the chancel shot its ray, Far the glimmering tapers shed Faint light on ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
The loss of Christ the death of our Savior bound in the sharing each time coming to the table The ...
A thought for the morning a prayer of your people sheep gathered together in your house, oh God We gather ...
One concrete duty the task we received from our savior directly all of us called consecrated for this purpose to ...
As the sun set, the air heavy a presence with me in the silence of the chapel the wooden benches, ...
Entering the small sanctuary the dome of the roof the bright sun shining within the sacred space Feeling the elders ...
A space, consecrated by the presence by the gathering of your people any room, any place - holy ground like ...
By the Lord's blessing, the food consecrated a pattern of blessing, breaking, sharing; but they became the blessing in giving ...
The bread and the juice for the faithful, for his supper, the elements of the sacrament common bread, common grape ...
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
Somewhere upon the general Earth Itself exist Today -- The Magic passive but extant That consecrated me -- Indifferent Seasons ...
I groped for him before I knew With solemn nameless need All other bounty sudden chaff For this foreshadowed Food ...
These are the days when Birds come back -- A very few -- a Bird or two -- To take ...
LOVE, thou are absolute, sole Lord Of life and death. To prove the word, We'll now appeal to none of ...
(Mark, xi.17) Thy mansion is the Christian's heart, O Lord, Thy dwelling place secure! Bid the unruly throng depart, And ...
O thou Most High who rulest all And hear'st the prayers of thine, O hearken, Lord, unto my suit And ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
How he sleepeth! having drunken Weary childhood's mandragore, From his pretty eyes have sunken Pleasures, to make room for more--- ...
In my youth's years, she loved me, I am sure. The flute of seven pipes she gave in my tenure ...
God's acre was her garden-spot, she said; She sat there often, of the Summer days, Little and slim and sweet, ...
The new hath come and now the old retires: And so the past becomes a mountain-cell, Where lone, apart, old ...
Oblig'd by frequent visits of this man, Whom as Priest, Poet, and Musician, I for some branch of Melchizedeck took, ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
I It was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw ...
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
Here, where the noises of the busy town, The ocean's plunge and roar can enter not, We stand and gaze ...
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