Miracle Plays: Our Lord's Coming and ChildhoodStone and Kimball, 1895 - 75 |
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... wings and head . If I might make His baby - clothes Softer and silkier than a rose ! Happy is she who sits and sows His robe of linen fine . Or who shall wash His clothes ; and make The bed where He His rest shall take . O Babe , for ...
... wings and head . If I might make His baby - clothes Softer and silkier than a rose ! Happy is she who sits and sows His robe of linen fine . Or who shall wash His clothes ; and make The bed where He His rest shall take . O Babe , for ...
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... wings sweep the golden floor And many a golden head . Gabriel am I , His messenger , His Archangel trusty and dear . And mine the greatest Word to bear , To men who toil and die . But since to hear me thou art slow , Be dumb until these ...
... wings sweep the golden floor And many a golden head . Gabriel am I , His messenger , His Archangel trusty and dear . And mine the greatest Word to bear , To men who toil and die . But since to hear me thou art slow , Be dumb until these ...
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... wings of gold sheen , And gold head and hood , He was the fairest bird , I ween , That ever sang in wood . He sang sweet and low , He sang loud and shrill ; Above the stable in the snow , The Star stood still . The shepherd swains said ...
... wings of gold sheen , And gold head and hood , He was the fairest bird , I ween , That ever sang in wood . He sang sweet and low , He sang loud and shrill ; Above the stable in the snow , The Star stood still . The shepherd swains said ...
Strona 56
... wings without a fleck , And wee feet , scarlet - dyed . [ A woman approacheth with a curtsey , and speaketh . ] Lady , thy Baby is so fair , Such waves of glory on His hair , We , mothers of many babes , aver Was never such a child ...
... wings without a fleck , And wee feet , scarlet - dyed . [ A woman approacheth with a curtsey , and speaketh . ] Lady , thy Baby is so fair , Such waves of glory on His hair , We , mothers of many babes , aver Was never such a child ...
Strona 60
... wings brood o'er With angels kneeling by our door , And feet of angels on our floor , And swords of angels nigh . Let us go home ; for home is best , Child Jesus ! where love builds Thy nest , And none can harm Thee , loveliest , Except ...
... wings brood o'er With angels kneeling by our door , And feet of angels on our floor , And swords of angels nigh . Let us go home ; for home is best , Child Jesus ! where love builds Thy nest , And none can harm Thee , loveliest , Except ...
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ache Angel ANNUNCIATION Babe behold Bethlehem bird Blessed art thou blest breath cark cherries Cherubim dark dear Didst door dost doth doves earth enteretb eyes fear FLIGHT INTO EGYPT garden glory Godhead gold golden golden Bird hand hast hath head to feet heart Heaven Holy Israel Joseph King kiss knee kneel Leab leprosy light lily little child little Dimas little JESUS little Lamb Lord Magnificat Maid manger Mary Mary's meek MIRACLE PLAYS morn mother mother's breast Nativ Nazareth nigh night nuncia o'er praise pray prayeth Presen rose Rose of Sharon rosebud sang SCENE I.-The SCENE II.-The Second Shepherd Second Woman shining silver Simeon sing sleep sweet snow sore soul Star sweetest swords tation TEMPLE SCENE tender thine thou shalt throne Thy baby Thy bed Thy little Thy sweet tion town trow Visita wayfarer wilt take wind wings Zachary
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Strona 31 - Deposuit potentes de sede; et exaltavit humiles. Esurientes implevit bonis; et divites dimisit inanes.
Strona 7 - ... Wise Men, To the manger-crib drew nigh, For, O! the heavens had made them wise The Mystery to descry, For Faith and Love are deeper Than the stars are high ! THE POETRY OF CHRISTMAS. BY KATHERINE BREGY. Before I tell of Thee, God's Son, And all the sweet salvation That Thy birth brought to laboring men, Make me Thy little child again. Bid me put off the years, and be Once more in meek humility Thy little one and wondering-eyed. Give me their faith who stood beside The manger that Thy cradle was;...
Strona 47 - Deus Pater omnipotens. Domine, Fili unigenite, Jesu Christe. Domine Deus, Agnus Dei, Filius Patris. Qui tollis peccata mundi, miserere nobis. Qui tollis peccata mundi, suscipe deprecationem nostram. Qui sedes ad dexteram Patris, miserere nobis. Quoniam tu solus sanctus.
Strona 31 - Quia respexit humilitatem ancillae suae : ecce enim ex hoc beatam me dicent omnes generationes. Quia fecit mihi magna qui potens est : et sanctum nomen ejus. Et misericordia ejus a progenie in progenies : timentibus eum. Fecit potentiam in brachio suo : dispersit superbos mente cordis sui. Deposuit potentes de sede : et exaltavit humiles.
Strona 59 - Nunc dimittis servum tuum, Domine, secundum verbum tuum, in pace; — quia viderunt oculi mei salutare tuum : — quod parasti ante faciem omnium populorum, — lumen ad revelationem gentium, et gloriam plebis tuae Israel.
Strona 40 - Gloria in excelsis Deo, et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis...
Strona 7 - ... Finds spaces for His throne ; So dwells the God Incarnate In deeps unknown ! " So the Wise Men, the Wise Men, To the manger-crib drew nigh, For, O! the heavens had made them wise The Mystery to descry, For Faith and Love are deeper Than the stars are high ! THE POETRY OF CHRISTMAS. BY KATHERINE BREGY. Before I tell of Thee, God's Son, And all the sweet salvation That Thy birth brought to laboring men, Make me Thy little child again. Bid me put off the years, and be Once more in meek humility...
Strona 7 - ... laboring men, Make me Thy little child again. Bid me put off the years, and be Once more in meek humility Thy little one and wondering-eyed. Give me their faith who stood beside The manger that Thy cradle was; Vision of oxen and of ass To see Thee curled on Mary's knee. Yea, give me their humility. ***** Ere I behold Thy mysteries Force Thou my soul upon her knees! — Katharine Tynan Hinkson. HILE all things were in quiet silence, and the night in the midst of her course, Thy Almighty Word,...
Strona 13 - In the distance goeth the tall figure of THE ANGEL. A woman standeth gazing after him.