The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And order'd their estate.
God hath his mysteries of grace, Ways that we cannot tell, He hides them deep, like the secret sleep Of him he loved so well. - Cecil Frances Alexander
God hath his mysteries of grace, Ways that we cannot tell, He hides them deep, like the secret sleep Of him he loved so well.
- Cecil Frances Alexander
Christian children all must be Mild, obedient, good as He. . . . . For He is our childhood's pattern, Day by day like us He grew, He was little, weak… - Cecil Frances Alexander
Christian children all must be Mild, obedient, good as He. . . . . For He is our childhood's pattern, Day by day like us He grew, He was little, weak…
He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well. - Cecil Frances Alexander
He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well.
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all. - Cecil Frances Alexander
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.
There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all. - Cecil Frances Alexander
There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all.
When the friends we love the best Lie in their churchyard bed, We must not cry too bitterly Over the happy dead. - Cecil Frances Alexander
When the friends we love the best Lie in their churchyard bed, We must not cry too bitterly Over the happy dead.
How rarely boyhood loves to paint in glowing tints his future bright, a picture where no line is faint--whose very clouds are touch'd with light. And… - Cecil Frances Alexander
How rarely boyhood loves to paint in glowing tints his future bright, a picture where no line is faint--whose very clouds are touch'd with light. And…
The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And order'd their estate. - Cecil Frances Alexander
Christian children all must be mild, obedient, good as He. - Cecil Frances Alexander
Christian children all must be mild, obedient, good as He.
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