Poems, devotional and didactic, from the poetical works of bishop Ken [with a memoir signed J.R.]. |
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Poems Devotional and Didactic, from the Poetical Works of Bishop Ken Thomas Ken Повний перегляд - 1900 |
Poems, Devotional and Didactic, from the Poetical Works of Bishop Ken Thomas Ken Повний перегляд - 1835 |
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Сторінка 177 - ALL praise to Thee, my GOD, this night, For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine Own almighty wings. Forgive me, LORD, for Thy dear SON, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Сторінка 178 - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Сторінка 175 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Сторінка xvii - I die in the Communion of the Church of England, as it stands distinguished from all Papal and Puritan innovations, and as it adheres to the doctrine of the Cross.
Сторінка 180 - Before the throne, and never rest. I with your choir celestial join, In offering up a hymn divine, With you in heaven I hope to dwell, And bid the night and world farewell.
Сторінка 179 - O may my guardian, while I sleep, Close to my bed his vigils keep ; His love angelical instil, Stop all the avenues of ill. May he celestial joys rehearse, And thought to thought with me converse ; Or, in my stead, all the night long, Sing to my God a grateful song.
Сторінка 178 - When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heavenly thoughts supply ; Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, No powers of darkness me molest.
Сторінка 46 - Give me the Priest these graces shall possess, Of an ambassador the just address: A father's tenderness, a shepherd's care, A leader's courage, which the cross can bear; A ruler's awe, a watchman's wakeful eye, A pilot's skill the helm in storms to ply; A fisher's patience, and a labourer's toil, A guide's dexterity to disembroil; A prophet's inspiration from above, A teacher's knowledge, and a Saviour's love.
Сторінка 177 - Heaven is, dear LORD, where'er Thou art; O never then from me depart; For to my soul, 'tis hell to be, But for one moment, without Thee.
Сторінка 175 - Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praise to the eternal King.