The Christian's Book of Gems: A Selection of Sacred PoetryW.S. Orr, 1840 - 288 стор. |
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... hast brought me hitherto , upheld By thy omnipotence ; and from thy grace Unbought , unmerited , though not unsought , The wells of thy salvation , hast refresh'd B My spirit , watering it at morn and even ;
... hast brought me hitherto , upheld By thy omnipotence ; and from thy grace Unbought , unmerited , though not unsought , The wells of thy salvation , hast refresh'd B My spirit , watering it at morn and even ;
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... hast led my venturous song , Over the vale and mountain track , the light And shade of man ; into the burning deep Descending now , and now encircling the mount , Where highest sits Divinity , enthroned ; Rolling along the tide of ...
... hast led my venturous song , Over the vale and mountain track , the light And shade of man ; into the burning deep Descending now , and now encircling the mount , Where highest sits Divinity , enthroned ; Rolling along the tide of ...
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... hast thou seen amid their toils severe ; Nor couldst thou see them thus without a tear , — A tear of joy ; for every count'nance told Of bliss not to be bought with Ophir's gold . Nor was that tear without its rapture too : When death's ...
... hast thou seen amid their toils severe ; Nor couldst thou see them thus without a tear , — A tear of joy ; for every count'nance told Of bliss not to be bought with Ophir's gold . Nor was that tear without its rapture too : When death's ...
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... hast declared That in thick darkness thou wouldst dwell ; O , God ! I have an house prepared For thee , the God of Israel ; O , God ! for thy approving sign , We thank thee - humbly thee adore ! O , God ! make thou this Temple thine For ...
... hast declared That in thick darkness thou wouldst dwell ; O , God ! I have an house prepared For thee , the God of Israel ; O , God ! for thy approving sign , We thank thee - humbly thee adore ! O , God ! make thou this Temple thine For ...
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... hast thine altar made On every mountain's brow ; Whose temple is the forest's shade , Its arch the forest bough ; Thou hast ever listen'd when we prayed , And thou wilt hear us now . C Full kingly is thy royal grace On the wide world ...
... hast thine altar made On every mountain's brow ; Whose temple is the forest's shade , Its arch the forest bough ; Thou hast ever listen'd when we prayed , And thou wilt hear us now . C Full kingly is thy royal grace On the wide world ...
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Andrew Marvell angels ask'd beams beauty beneath Bernard Barton blessed blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright calm clouds dark dead dear death delight despair divine doth dream dwell earth earthly Edmeston eternal fair faith farewell fear flowers friends Giles Fletcher gloom glorious glory grace grave grief H. F. Lyte hath heart heaven Heaven's open heavenly holy hope hour Jehovah Jesus land life's light live lone Lord love ye mercy mighty Wanderer morn mountains nature's ne'er night o'er Oh Mercy pass'd peace praise prayer pride raptured raven's nest rise round Sabbath saints Saul the king Saviour seem'd shine sigh sing sink to thy skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star Star of Bethlehem storm stream sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne thundering bands tomb voice weep wild wings
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Сторінка 234 - Philosophy, baptized In the pure fountain of eternal love, Has eyes indeed; and viewing all she sees As meant to indicate a God to man, Gives him his praise, and forfeits not her own.
Сторінка 133 - Hark ! hark ! — to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, — It is the Star of Bethlehem.
Сторінка 134 - It was my guide, my light, my all, it bade my dark forebodings cease ; and through the storm and danger's thrall it led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored — my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, for ever and for evermore, the Star— The Star of Bethlehem...
Сторінка 179 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Сторінка 131 - Die he, or justice must; unless for him Some other able, and as willing, pay The rigid satisfaction, death for death.
Сторінка 279 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Сторінка 47 - But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. Afid there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail: And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Сторінка 47 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Сторінка 180 - Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take : Till, in the ocean of Thy love, We lose ourselves in Heaven above ! John Keble.
Сторінка 9 - And I heard a voice from heaven, as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of a great thunder ; and I heard the voice of harpers harping with their harps...