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Day By Day   Leave a comment

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Above:  The Right Reverend Robert C. Wright, Bishop of Atlanta, at St. Clare’s Episcopal Church, Blairsville, Georgia, February 16, 2014

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

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Day by day my Saviour keeps me,

Day by day His cleansing power

O’er sin and its defilement

Gives me vic’try every hour.

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Day by day He keeps me singing,

And His love doth me sustain,

E’en when storms of life sweep o’er me,

And my heart is torn by pain.

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Day by day He bids me serve Him,

Foll’wing whensoe’er He leads.

Day by day His strength’s perfected

In my weakest words and deeds.

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Day by day He draws me nearer:

Nearer to His pierced side.

Day by day, O blessed Master,

Let me walk and talk with Thee.

Day by day live in Thy presence

Now, as through eternity.

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

Abide With Me, O Master   Leave a comment

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Above:  The Right Reverend Robert C. Wright, Bishop of Atlanta, at St. Clare’s Episcopal Church, Blairsville, Georgia, February 16, 2014

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

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Abide with me, O Master,

Throughout each weary day;

Shine through my eyes,

Let not my lips

Thy constant love betray

By uttered word of dark distrust;

But e’en through all my pain

Witness to Thy sustaining grace

Till I am healed again.

Then, as a prisoned bird set free,

Trills forth in joyous song,

This happy heart,

So may my life

In love Thy praise prolong.

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

MARCH 9, 1927 COMMON ERA

WINDER, GEORGIA

O Christ of All the Ages   Leave a comment

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Above:  Christ Pantocrator

Image in the Public Domain

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O Christ of all the ages,

Unchanging to the end,

Let glory, laud, and honor

From every tongue ascend.

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Let every heart adore Thee,

And every knee bend low;

With tears of deep contrition,

Let every eye o’er flow.

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For Thou has borne our sorrows,

Our sicknesses hast healed,

Our sins were laid upon Thee,

Our pardon Thou hast sealed.

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Henceforth, of life eternal

We are joint-heirs with Thee,

And with Thee through the ages,

May God the Father see.

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O grant that every nation

In homage soon shall sing

“All glory, praise, and honor

To our Redeemer, King.”

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

Acknowledgement   Leave a comment

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Above:  St. Clare’s Episcopal Church, Blairsville, Georgia, February 16, 2014

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

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O God, my comforter and guide,

Our refuge when oppressed,

The Rock of Ages, ‘neath whose shade,

May way-worn trav’lers rest.

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From infancy to hoary age

Thy love our path attends,

Thy everlasting arms support

As ’till life’s journey ends.

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To Thee we lift our burdened hearts,

To Thee our songs we raise.

For in Thy presence, gracious Lord,

Petition turns to praise.

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

Jesus, Lord of Little Children (II)   Leave a comment

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Above:  Christ Pantocrator

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Jesus, Lord of little children,

Lord today, as yesterday,

From Thy radiant throne in glory

Bend to hear us while we pray.

Chorus:

Jesus, Lord of little children,

Through Thy love so full and sweet,

May the children of all nations

Come to worship at Thy feet.

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By the shores of blue Genesaret,

On their heads Thy hands were laid;

On Thy tender arms wee babies,

Nestled gladly, unafraid.

Chorus

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Jesus, Master, we Thy children,

Lift our praises now to Thee,

And we long to spread the knowledge

Of Thy love beyond the sea.

Chorus

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Help us tell the story, Master,

May our lips and lives proclaim

Thy great love.  And may all children

Learn to know and love Thy name.

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

We Belong to Jesus   Leave a comment

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Above:  But With Her Babe Upon Her Knee, By Florence Edith Storer

Image Source = Library of Congress

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Reproduction Number = LC-USZC4-2669

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O we belong to Jesus,

With all our hearts we love

Him who a little baby

Came from his home above.

And when he grew to manhood,

He loved the children so,

That in his arms he took them,

His blessing to bestow.

Chorus:

Yes, we belong to Jesus,

We’ll live for him above,

And tell the old, old story

Of Jesus and his love.

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But there are little children

At home and o’er the sea

Who do not know the story–

For them we make our plea;

To them we give our pennies,

And though our gifts are small,

We know the dear Lord Jesus

Will bless and use them all.

Chorus

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

GAINESVILLE, GEORGIA

1923

WRITTEN FOR THE PRADLEROLL CHILDREN OF ST. PAUL METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH, SOUTH, TO SING AT THE DISTRICT RALLY DAY EXERCISES

The Lord’s Bond-Slave   Leave a comment

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Above:  Christ Pantocrator

Image in the Public Domain

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EDITOR’S NOTE:

My copy of Songs from a Parsonage Kitchen is a printout of a PDF version of photocopies of the original.  The right margin of some pages in my copy is such that I have cut-off names and other words.  Thus I know that my great-grandmother wrote this text in Augusta, Georgia, in January 1914, based on a sermon based on the text, “The love of Christ constrains me.”  Yet I do not know the preacher’s last name.  His title was “Dr.,” his initials were P. P., and the first letter of his last name was “A.”  The second letter was either “b” or “l.”  That is as much as I can discern.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

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I am thy bond-slave, Lord,

Made so by thy great love

That spared not e’en thine only Son,

But sent him from above

To ransom captive man,

Free him from Satan’s thrall,

Offer to him salvation’s cup,

And bid him on thee call.

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The love of Christ constrains

My grateful heart to prove

The cleansing power of his blood

While here on earth I move.

And when from scenes of earth

My soul shall wing its flight,

Still I thy happy bond-slave, Lord,

Will be in realms of light.

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

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This post #850 of TAYLOR FAMILY POEMS AND FAMILY HISTORY WRITINGS.

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Invitation   Leave a comment

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Above:  Meadow Garden, Augusta, Richmond County, Georgia, 1939 or 1944

Photographer = Frances Benjamin Johnston (1864-1952)

Image Source = Library of Congress

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Reproduction Number = LC-DIG-csas-00922

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EDITOR’S NOTE:

My great-grandparents served in Augusta twice–at the Asbury Circuit (late 1914-late 1916) and St. Luke Methodist Episcopal Church, South (late 1927-late 1929).  My great-grandmother wrote this text during one of those stints.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

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Be at home in my heart, O my Master,

The door I have set open wide;

I pray thou wouldst deign to enter,

And henceforth with me to abide.

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There is no niche where thou art unwelcome,

No room thou may’st not enter in;

Be at home, and with thy blessed fullness,

Cast out from my heart every sin.

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O Lord, I would be pure and holy,

As fitteth one whose guest thou art,

Nor ever by thought, word, or action,

To thee close the door of my heart.

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Then on that glad day of thy coming,

When all earth thy glory shall see,

With all who have made thee welcome,

May I be at home with thee.

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

AUGUSTA, GEORGIA

More and More   Leave a comment

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Above:  The Right Reverend Robert C. Wright, Bishop of Atlanta, at the Diocesan Confirmation, the Cathedral of St. Philip, Atlanta, Georgia, December 8, 2014

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

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My Jesus, I do love Thee;

Most humbly I adore;

Oh, grant that I forever

May love Thee more and more.

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O let me never leave Thee,

But closer day by day

Abide in Thee, my Master,

And never, never stray.

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Let every waking moment

Be spent in serving Thee,

And let Thine image daily

Grow more distinct in me.

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I pray Thee let Thy Spirit,

In power descend on me,

And use me for Thy glory

Through all eternity.

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

ACWORTH, GEORGIA

1911-1913

Posted February 13, 2014 by neatnik2009 in Nellie Sequin Fox Barrett--Writings

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Dedication Hymn   Leave a comment

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Above:  Original Bell, Acworth Methodist Episcopal Church, South, Acworth, Georgia

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EDITOR’S COMMENT:

My great-grandparents were at the Acworth Circuit, Methodist Episcopal Church, South, from late 1911 to late 1913.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

FEBRUARY 13, 2014 COMMON ERA

THE FEAST OF SAINTS AQUILA, PRISCILLA, AND APOLLOS, COWORKERS OF THE APOSTLE PAUL

THE FEAST OF ABSALOM JONES, EPISCOPAL PRIEST

THE FEAST OF ANDREAS KATSULAS, ACTOR

THE FEAST OF SAINT LICINIUS, ROMAN CATHOLIC BISHOP OF ANJOU

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Though neither heaven, nor heaven of heaven

Thy glory can contain,

Yet, Lord, in deep humility

We pray that Thou wouldst deign

T’accept, and make this house Thine own.

Meet with Thy people here,

Reveal Thyself to earnest hearts;

Teach careless ones to fear.

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Within these walls, let gospel grace

Each sabbath be proclaimed;

Here many souls be born of Thee,

Backslidden ones reclaimed.

Let little children come and learn

To walk the narrow way

With aged saints who long have known

Thee as their guide and stay.

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Here let young eager hearts respond

Unto Thy call, “Send me;

Wheree’er the harvest needs me, Lord,

I’ll gladly toil for Thee.”

Whene’er we meet with one accord,

Fulfill our heart’s desire,

And let the Holy Ghost come down

In pentecostal fire.

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It is Thy house; O may it stand,

A beacon light indeed;

Revealing Christ to shipwrecked souls,

While showing their dire need.

And when at last time is no more,

The Day of days has come,

May every soul who worships here,

In heaven be safe at home.

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

ACWORTH, GEORGIA

1911-1913