 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...  Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature - Page 3551851Full view - About this book
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863
...She often brings but one to bear ; 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 ; 1 stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord... | |
 | Eliza Wood Farnham - 1864
...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... | |
 | 1866
...agitation, and leading us with all our weight of care to fall, with uplifted hands and holy resignation, Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God. " Those who have undergone but slight alterations of their present state, remove but slightly, and... | |
 | Laura Preston - 1867 - 247 pages
...their minds before. CHAPTER XXIX. " 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 Inme bunds of faith, and grope And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord... | |
 | Edward Campbell Tainsh - 1868 - 256 pages
...that might seem to lie under it, " 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... | |
 | 1869
...— I know no more." This Nature's voice makes him "falter." " And falling with my weight of carea 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... | |
 | Nina Cole - 1870
...the end. But Marjory could not feel this yet— she could only grope on blindly, falteringly — " Upon the great world's altar-stairs, That slope through darkness up to God," aided, perhaps, by the little aunt's prayers, who ceaselessly watched and prayed for her darling —... | |
 | 1870
...She often brings bat one to bear, "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 str Irh lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord... | |
 | Charles Bray - 1871 - 358 pages
...She often brings but one to bear, 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... | |
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