The Christian's Book of Gems: A Selection of Sacred PoetryW.S. Orr, 1840 - 288 стор. |
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... hour . But , ah , my morning bloom Scarce felt the warming ray ; An unexpected gloom Obscured the rising day ; A dreary , cold , and withering blast Low on the ground its beauties cast . Its glistening leaves are shed , That spread so ...
... hour . But , ah , my morning bloom Scarce felt the warming ray ; An unexpected gloom Obscured the rising day ; A dreary , cold , and withering blast Low on the ground its beauties cast . Its glistening leaves are shed , That spread so ...
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... hour ! how soon will night Spread her dark mantle o'er thy reign ; And morrow's quick returning light Must call us to the world again . Yet will there dawn at last the day , A sun that never sets shall rise ; Night will not veil his ...
... hour ! how soon will night Spread her dark mantle o'er thy reign ; And morrow's quick returning light Must call us to the world again . Yet will there dawn at last the day , A sun that never sets shall rise ; Night will not veil his ...
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... hours between Our souls and love divine ; Nothing of earth should intervene To mar their blest design . The manna's heavenly charm was gone With morning's stainless dews ; And flowers on which the sun has shone Their sweetest perfume ...
... hours between Our souls and love divine ; Nothing of earth should intervene To mar their blest design . The manna's heavenly charm was gone With morning's stainless dews ; And flowers on which the sun has shone Their sweetest perfume ...
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... hour . On wheels of light , on wings of flame , The glorious hosts of Zion came ; High heav'n with songs of triumph rung While thus they struck their harps and sung : - O Zion ! lift thy raptured eye , The long - expected hour is nigh ...
... hour . On wheels of light , on wings of flame , The glorious hosts of Zion came ; High heav'n with songs of triumph rung While thus they struck their harps and sung : - O Zion ! lift thy raptured eye , The long - expected hour is nigh ...
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... hour is nigh ; The joys of nature rise again , The Prince of Salem comes to reign . MY GRAVE ! FAR from the city's ceaseless hum , Hither let my relics come : Lowly and lonely be my grave , Fast by this streamlet's oozing wave , Still ...
... hour is nigh ; The joys of nature rise again , The Prince of Salem comes to reign . MY GRAVE ! FAR from the city's ceaseless hum , Hither let my relics come : Lowly and lonely be my grave , Fast by this streamlet's oozing wave , Still ...
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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...