 | Lydia Howard Sigourney - 1856 - 430 páginas
...ABBEY. 207 marble of Watts, my first thought should breathe out his simple, maternal melody. — " Hush, my dear ! lie still, and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed." Him of Avon bore to us, on a graven scroll, the glorious passage that gathered, as in one great sound,... | |
 | 1859 - 374 páginas
...shall never come. A CRADLE-HYMN. Hush ! my Dear, lie still and slumher, Holy Angels guard thy hed ! Heavenly blessings without number, Gently falling...and home thy friends provide ; All without thy care and payment, All thy wants are well supplied. How much better thou'rt attended Than the son of God... | |
 | Book - 1859 - 334 páginas
...singeth the cuckoo — Sing ever, stop never, Cuckoo, cuckoo ; Sing, cuckoo ! A CKADLE HYMN. HDSH ! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard...blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could be ; When from heaven He descended, And... | |
 | Moravian Church - 1859 - 408 páginas
...refresh us : Leave thy peace divine With us, we are thine. CRADt.E HYMNS. ll50. т. l6. HUSH, dear child, lie still and slumber ; Holy angels guard thy bed, Heavenly blessings without num¡ Gently falling on thy head, BEFORE AND AFTER MEALS. 2 Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment, [vide,... | |
 | One of themselves (pseud.) - 1859 - 484 páginas
...Lady Emily will come to take you away again !" sometimes murmuring snatches from the cradle hymn : " Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed !" They won't take away your flowers and make you cry." Mary had planted a beautiful rose tree on the... | |
 | Maria Wright - 1859 - 258 páginas
...have nests, but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head : " Matt, viii. 28. THE CRADLE HYMN.* Hush ! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heav'nly blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe ! thy food and raiment.... | |
 | 1860 - 326 páginas
...repeated the hymn, and then they all knelt down at the sofa, and mamma prayed. HYMN. HUSH, my babe, lie still and slumber; Holy angels guard thy bed ;...food and raiment, House and home thy friends provide ; And without thy care, or payment, All tby wants are well supplied. How much better thou'rt attended... | |
 | George Gilfillan - 1860 - 362 páginas
...gain a good name by well doing my duty; This will scent, like a rose, when I 'm dead. A CRADLE HYMN. 1 Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels...blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. 2 Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment, House and homo, thy friends provide; All without thy care or... | |
 | Fanny Caroline Lefroy - 1860 - 272 páginas
...from her childhood, as, perhaps, Mrs. Stanmore had also. ' Hush, my child, lie still and slumber, Only angels guard thy bed, Heavenly blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy head.' Over and over again the same verse, never getting beyond it, as if the maternal heart found some consolation... | |
 | Light - 1861 - 124 páginas
...56 Work while you work 90 Your birth-dav, mv sweet sister 50 HYMNS AND VERSES. CRADLE HYMN. HTTSH, my dear ! lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard...blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. How much better thou art tended Than the Son of God could be, When from Heaven he descended, And became... | |
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How much better thou'rt attended Than the- Son of God could be, When from heaven He descended And became a child like thee... 
