 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 Seiten
...tears, My heart is young again. The west-winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun. No longer forward nor behind 1 look in hope or fear; But, grateful lake the good I find, The best of now and here. I plough no more... | |
 | 1867 - 740 Seiten
...simple divine abiding in the present is beautifully expressed in the opening gtanaasof'My Psalm." " I mourn no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender...rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is yonng again. " The west winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams ran ; The windows of... | |
 | 1879 - 474 Seiten
...3. We give ourselves to Him. 4. We give ours, both the dispensed and retained, to Him. My Psalm. I mourn no more my vanished years ; Beneath a tender...winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run; The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun. No longer forward or behind I look, in hope... | |
 | 1868 - 756 Seiten
...present is beautifully expressed in the opening stanzas of "My Psalm." " I mourn no more my vaniihed years: Beneath a tender rain, An April rain of smiles...winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul 1 throw Wide open to the sun. " No longer forward nor behind I look in... | |
 | 1859 - 802 Seiten
...give the name of tribe. In the tribe, each makes the coffee and arranges the camp, etc. MT PSALM. I MOURN no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender...winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun. No longer forward nor behind I look in hope... | |
 | Norman Macleod - 1859 - 564 Seiten
...employed by the good shepherd in the discharge of his office. MY PSALM. I HOURS no more my vanish' d years : Beneath a tender rain, An April rain of smiles...winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows 'if my soul I throw Wide open to the sun. No longer forward nor behind I look in... | |
 | Caroline Snowden Guild - 1860 - 366 Seiten
...the martyrdom to-day, Brings victory to-morrow. Gerald Majfey. MY PSALM. I MOURN no more my vanifhed years : Beneath a tender rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The weft winds blow, and, finging low, I hear the glad ftreams run ; The windows of my soul I throw Wide... | |
 | Harriet Sanborn Grosvenor - 1860 - 414 Seiten
...early home. CHAPTER XI. SHADE AND SUNLIGHT. " I mourn no more my vanished years ; Beneath a gentle rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. " I feel once more the south winds blow, I see the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw... | |
 | All - 1861 - 304 Seiten
...true as we read it together ? " The west winds blow, and, singing low, For me the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun. " No longer forward or behind, I look in doubt or fear ; But thankful take the good I find, The best of now and here. "... | |
 | 1863 - 220 Seiten
...— O bounding breeze, O rushing seas, At last, at last, unite them there ! 156 My Psalm. MY PSALM. MOURN no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender...winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun. No longer forward nor behind I look in hope... | |
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I MOURN no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The west- winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun. 
