Hymns of the Ages: being selections from Wither, Cranshaw, Southwell, Habington, and other sources (2nd series)

Publisher: Ticknor & Fields, Boston, 1861
Editor: C. S. Guild, Anne E. Guild
Language: English
Notes: Numbering is by page number. Letters are added to hymns that start on the same page.
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1They gave to TheePage Scan
2My soul, there is a countriePage Scan
3O love divine! how sweet thou art!Page Scan
4"Allah, Allah!" cried the sick manPage Scan
6That which makes us have no needPage Scan
8If Virtue be thy guidePage Scan
9Walk in the light!--so thou shalt knowPage Scan
10Veil, Lord, mine eyes till she be pastPage Scan
11What shall I do lest life in silence pass?Page Scan
12Dear, secret greenness! nurst belowPage Scan
13There is a pure and peaceful wavePage Scan
15Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earthPage Scan
16Sometime, O Lord,! at least in showPage Scan
17Oft have I wished a traveller to bePage Scan
18Why doth ambition so the mind distressePage Scan
20Companion none is likePage Scan
21aGive me my scallop-shell of quietPage Scan
21bBut what, or who are we [alas]Page Scan
22In vain do menPage Scan
23As ere I down am couched therePage Scan
25Till love appear, we live in anxious doubtPage Scan
26Love divine its word hath spokenPage Scan
28How happy is it and how sweetPage Scan
30There is a plant that in its cellPage Scan
32Breathe thoughts of pity over a brother's fallPage Scan
33And is there care in Heaven?Page Scan
34My little maiden of four years oldPage Scan
35She stood outside the gate of heavenPage Scan
37'Tis not the skill of human artPage Scan
38No outward mark we have to knowPage Scan
39His courtiers of the Caliph cravePage Scan
41Who keepeth not God's word, yet saithPage Scan
42Arise! ye lingering saints, arise!Page Scan
44Up, Christian, up!--and sleep'st thou still?Page Scan
45O not to fill the mouth of famePage Scan
46It is not they who idly dwellPage Scan
48Lord, I have lainPage Scan
49Nothing but leaves; the spirit grievesPage Scan
50Why dost thou talk of death, laddie?Page Scan
51O say not we through life must strugglePage Scan
53The pilgrim and stranger, who, through the dayPage Scan
54aCome, blessed of my heavenly Father, come!Page Scan
54bIs this a Fast, to keepPage Scan
56Grand rough old Martin LutherPage Scan
57That so thy blessed birth, O ChristPage Scan
58This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feignPage Scan
60Still hope! still act! Be sure that lifePage Scan
61Mortal! on our azure pathwayPage Scan
64Joy of my life, while left me here!Page Scan
65Not as all other women arePage Scan
68Late to our town there came a maidPage Scan
70Of life's past woes the fading tracePage Scan
71The modest front of this small floorPage Scan
72A man there came, whence none could tellPage Scan
74Alas these visits rare and rudePage Scan
75Peace, muttering thoughts! and do not grudge to keepPage Scan
76Some think there is no earthly statePage Scan
79Day by day the manna fellPage Scan
80O years gone down into the pastPage Scan
83I dwell in grace's courtsPage Scan
86Discourage not thyself, my soulPage Scan
87When words are weak and foes encount'ring strongPage Scan
89Say, Reader! canst thou hear and not complainPage Scan
90Sweet-voiced Hope, thy fine discoursePage Scan
93The night was made for cooling shadePage Scan
95We ask for Peace, O Lord!Page Scan
96What pleases God, O pious soulPage Scan
99What cheering words are thesePage Scan
100When we cannot see our way Page Scan
101He bids us come; His voice we knowPage Scan
102Whate'er my God ordains is rightPage Scan
104I say to thee, do thou repeatPage Scan
105'Twas when the sea's tremendous roarPage Scan
107Grace does not steel the faithful heartPage Scan
109Lord, it belongs not to my carePage Scan
110Peace has unveiled her smiling facePage Scan
111O peace of God, sweet peace of God!Page Scan
113What are we set on earth for? Say, to toilPage Scan
114aLord, shall we grumble when thy flames do scourge us?Page Scan
114bTremble not, though darkly gatherPage Scan
115In trouble and in grief, O GodPage Scan
116My Jesus, as Thou wilt!Page Scan
119Long plunged in sorrow, I resignPage Scan
120Courage, my sorely-tempted heart!Page Scan
121Now darkness over all is spreadPage Scan
123Children of God, who pacing slowPage Scan
124Peace, peace: it is not so. Thou dost miscallPage Scan
125When all the year our fields are fresh and greenPage Scan
127Nothing resting in its own completenessPage Scan
128Sweet voices! seldom mortal earPage Scan
131When I can trust my all with GodPage Scan
133Dear Jesus, give me patience herePage Scan
134Unchangeable, Almighty LordPage Scan
135A gentle Angel walketh throughout a world of woePage Scan
136Pain's furnace-heat within me quiversPage Scan
138Angels shall free the feet from stain, to their own hue of snowPage Scan
139Wait! for the day is breakingPage Scan
140"Jesus' hour is not yet come"Page Scan
141A little while, and every fearPage Scan
142High hopes that burned like stars sublimePage Scan

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