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" I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And... "
Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature - Seite 355
1851
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The Christian observer [afterw.] The Christian observer and advocate, Band 69

1869
...possible with God. While proudly disregarding the light of revelation, philosophy can but stumble, even " Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God." Bat the man who feels after the great Revealer " if haply he may find him," is not left to walk in...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 Seiten
...She often brings but one lo bear, I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord...
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Gardeners' Chronicle, Teil 1

1875 - 544 Seiten
...truths being brought to light. In any case, however, the knowledge only carries us back a step or two " Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God." If the chemist, the statist, the astronomer, lose themselves — as they delight to do — in the inquiry...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Band 21

1850 - 602 Seiten
...She often brings but one to bear ; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my wait of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs, That slope through darkness up to God ; I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord...
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The Church

1864 - 706 Seiten
...unseen God keep« ? and— " Faltering where he firmly trod, And fulling 'neath his weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs, . That slope through darkness up to God," is it any wonder if he longs for some personal manifestation of God, euch ai takes place in Christ...
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The Prospective Review: A Quarterly Journal of Theology and Literature, Band 6

1850 - 550 Seiten
...She often brings but one to bear ; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God ; I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord...
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In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1850 - 272 Seiten
...She often brings but one to bear ; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God ; I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord...
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Littell's Living Age, Band 30

1851 - 658 Seiten
...death — one more example of hope blighted, of promise unfulfilled, one more manifestation ofthat mysterious Providence, whose ways baffle our ken,...neglected, and gifts abused ? Their sun went down 'ere noon ; his sun struggled on through cloud and storm to eventide. We all know the proverb, nil malí de moríais...
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The Wheat-sheaf, a Suggestive Reader: Containing Germs of Pure and Noble ...

Elizabeth Nicholson - 1853 - 412 Seiten
...brown, on kindred brows. * # * * I falter where I firmly trod, And, falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God ; I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord...
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The Wheat-sheaf; Or, Gleanings for the Wayside and Fireside ...

1853 - 442 Seiten
...brown, on kindred brows. * * # * I falter where I firmly trod, And, falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God ; I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord...
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