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Title: Library of the world's best literature, ancient and modern
Year: 1904 (1900s)
Authors: Warner, Charles Dudley, 1829-1900 Mabie, Hamilton Wright, 1846-1916 Runkle, Lucia Isabella Gilbert, 1844- Warner, George H., 1883-1919
Subjects: Literature Literature
Publisher: New York : International Society
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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dim, its glories pass away;Change and decay in all around I see: 0 thou, who changest not, abide with me! Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word.But as thou dwellst with thy disciples, Lord,Familiar, condescending, patient, free,—Come, not to sojourn, but abide, with me! Come not in terrors, as the King of kings;But kind and good, with healing in thy wings,Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea:Come, Friend of sinners, and thus bide with me! Thou on my head in early youth didst smile;And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,Thou hast not left me, oft as I left thee:On to the close, O Lord, abide with me! 1 need thy presence every passing hour. What but thy grace can foil the Tempters power?Who like thyself my guide and stay can be ?Through cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me! I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless:Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.Where is deaths sting? where, grave, thy victory?I triumph still, if thou abide with me. rnF NF^ ^ICUBKy Titnt
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CHRIST RAISING THE DAUGHTER OF JAIRUS. Photogravure from a painting by Keller. Her hair had been unbound, and falling looseUpon her pillow, hid her small round earsIn curls of glossy blackness, and aboutHer polished neck, scarce touching it, they hung.Like airy shadows floating as they slept.Twas heavenly beautiful. The Savior raisedHer hand from off her bosom, and spread outThe snowy fingers in his palm, and said, Maiden! Arise! and suddenly a flushShot oer her forehead and along her lips.\nd through her cheeks the rallied color ran;And the still outline of her graceful formStirred in the linen vesture; and she claspedThe Saviors hand, and fixing her dark eyesFull on his beaming countenance—Arose!—Willis ^ ^v SONGS HYMNS AND LYRICS 16849 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes;Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies.Heavens morning breaks, and earths vain shadows flee:In life and death, O Lord, abide with me! Henry Francis Lvte. HELP THOU MY UNBELIEF BECAUSE I seek

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