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4461 Home Here, and Home in Heaven; With Other Poems, p. 79.4 (Annie Rebekah Smith)
… rude storm, or the tempest or wave, But he’s gone to his rest, where the unfeeling stranger, Unheeding and careless shall tread o’er his grave.
4462 Home Here, and Home in Heaven; With Other Poems, p. 81.1 (Annie Rebekah Smith)
The gathering storm of her impending fate, In threatening clouds, around now darkly lowers, Confusion is the name upon her gate; Her creeds are various as her costly towers.
4463 Home Here, and Home in Heaven; With Other Poems, p. 98.4 (Annie Rebekah Smith)
… the storm, The closer to his side. Then will our faith and hope grow bright, Though earthly scenes grow dim; For he will never those forsake, Who put their trust …
4464 Home Here, and Home in Heaven; With Other Poems, p. 102.2 (Annie Rebekah Smith)
Oh what is life? A changing sea, Now calm, unruffled it may be; Now storm and tempest wildly rave, Till sinks the bark beneath the wave.
4466 Home Here, and Home in Heaven; With Other Poems, p. 104.5 (Annie Rebekah Smith)
Like the storm-beaten sailor tossed on the wave, Fearless and bold thou the tempest must brave; And if thou wouldst conquer, whatever betide, Ever, yes, ever look on the bright side.
4467 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 39.3 (Rebekah Smith)
Will you come in with the pilgrims, though a remnant they may be, And know the blessed privilege of gospel liberty? Will you take the name of Christ, and be redeemed by sovereign grace, And find in him from every storm a sure, safe hiding place?
4468 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 40.3 (Rebekah Smith)
If there’s rest for the weary, a home for the meek, Hope for the trembling and strength for the weak, Take courage, worn pilgrim, nor sink in despair, While braving the storms that but hasten us there.
4469 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 46.1 (Rebekah Smith)
… , let storms in fury rise, God will in safety bring you through to mansions in the skies.
4470 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 59.2 (Rebekah Smith)
God loves to redeem and to save us from sin; Let us haste to pursue the true path of reform; And the strength of Omnipotence then will be ours, We shall conquer the foe, we shall weather the storm.
4471 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 65.2 (Rebekah Smith)
… harbor, storms and tempests all be o’er; Oh! how blest the glorious landing, tossed with sins and griefs no more!
4472 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 83.2 (Rebekah Smith)
Be every circumstance combined, the elements to raise; By these be every trace removed of all our evil ways. When Jesus speaks it will be calm, the storm and wind subside; Oh! may it last till all is gone of selfishness and pride.
4473 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 88.3 (Rebekah Smith)
… coming storm; no plague shall e’er come nigh; He’ll hide from God’s avenging wrath, and you shall never die. Life’s water pure is here: come, drink! ‘tis freely offered …
4474 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 107.5 (Rebekah Smith)
And some are rudely borne along, By dark misfortune’s chilly blast; The storm and tempest coming on, The sky with clouds is overcast, Till weary of their toil and care, They sink in darkness and despair.
4475 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 109.3 (Rebekah Smith)
… the storm-wind whistles by.
4476 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 110.1 (Rebekah Smith)
… their storm-tossed home. Night of anguish, wo and sorrow, Wrapt in midnight’s pall of gloom, Gleams no light upon the morrow, Dark beneath a watery tomb.
4477 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 118.1 (Rebekah Smith)
… tempest, storm, and fury crowned, Where lightnings fiercely play around; Terrific, grand, sublime, they rise When pealing thunders rend the skies; Whirling …
4478 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 123.1 (Rebekah Smith)
Yes; thou hast left a world of care and toil, Where storms and tempests o’er our pathway rise, Calmly to sleep beneath the verdant soil. Till called triumphant to the upper skies.
4479 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 126.3 (Rebekah Smith)
… , Cold storms and tempests crown; The form of genius fair may fall, enduring The world’s dark chilling frown. But oh! there is a sister’s heart, Forever true, unshaken …
4480 Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith, p. 127.1 (Rebekah Smith)
… and storms shall gather Round thy pathway rough and drear, Few will cling as fond as ever, Few will prove to thee sincere.