Peidetud väljad
Raamatud Books
" 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... "
Littell's Living Age - Page 131
1851
Full view - About this book

Harper's Cyclopaedia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 lehte
...often brings but one to bear — I falter where I firmly trod ; And, fulling with my weight of cares k the / I stretch lame hands of faith, and gropp, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord...
Full view - About this book

Development of English Literature and Language

Alfred Hix Welsh - 1882 - 1108 lehte
...betakes himself reverently to faith: '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...
Full view - About this book

The Modern review, a quarterly magazine (ed. by R.A. Armstrong)., 3. köide

Richard Acland Armstrong - 1882 - 900 lehte
...And every winter change to spring. 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...
Full view - About this book

An Introduction to the Study of Poetry

Henry Bernard Cotterill - 1882 - 380 lehte
...impressed on our literature ? " 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...
Full view - About this book

Unity Pulpit, Boston: Sermons ...

Minot Judson Savage - 1882 - 636 lehte
...chanting, "Alas for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress trees "; when I see Tennyson " Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God " ; and listen while he cries, " I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And faintly trust the larger...
Full view - About this book

The Catholic Presbyterian

PROFESSOR W. G. BLAIKIE, D.D. - 1883 - 554 lehte
...suggest themselves, like him, " ' We falter where we firmly trod, And falling with our weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, " ' We stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what we feel...
Full view - About this book

The Christian life, thoughts in prose and verse from the best writers of all ...

Christian life - 1883 - 392 lehte
...is which makes many a man " Falter where once he firmly stood, And fall with all his weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs, That slope through darkness up to GOD !" Life and strength are good things, and surely that which makes recovery of strength so welcome a...
Full view - About this book

The Modern Review, 3. köide

1882 - 896 lehte
...winter change to spring. ***** 465 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...
Full view - About this book

Cairnforth & Sons: A Tale

Helen Shipton - 1885 - 342 lehte
...ever get into the habit of obeying you ? " CHAPTER XII. GLI TENEBRI. 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...
Full view - About this book

History of the Church of God: From the Creation to A. D. 1885; Including ...

Cushing Biggs Hassell, Sylvester Hassell - 1886 - 1050 lehte
...And with no language but a cry. " 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...
Full view - About this book




  1. My library
  2. Abi
  3. Advanced Book Search
  4. Download EPUB
  5. Download PDF