Hora͡e︡ Lyrica͡e︡ and Divine Songs: With a MemoirLittle, 1854 - Всего страниц: 348 |
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adore Almighty angels Arian awful bear behold beneath blessed bliss blood breath bright charms cherubs Christ clouds command darkness dear death delight divine dreadful dwell earth eternal everlasting eyes fair fear feet fire flame flesh glorious glory gospel grace groans guardian rocks happy Hartopp heart heaven heavenly hell Hesiod holy honour hosannas humble immortal immortal song infinite ISAAC WATTS Jesus joys King labours light live Lord Lord Roscommon lose my breath mighty mind mortal mourn muse never numbers o'er pain passion Pindaric pleasure poem powers praise racter reigns rise round sacred saints Sarissa Saviour Scripture seas sense seraphic sermons shining sight sing Sir Richard Blackmore skies smile Socinianism song sorrows soul sound sovereign spirits stand stars Stoke Newington sweet tears thee thine things thou thoughts thousand thro throne thunder tongue Watts wings words worship
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Стр. xlix - As may express them best ; though what if earth Be but the shadow of heaven, and things therein Each to other like, more than on earth is thought...
Стр. 333 - To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven.
Стр. 320 - In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.
Стр. lxxxvii - It is he that sitteth upon the circle of the earth, and the inhabitants thereof are as grasshoppers; that stretcheth out the heavens as a curtain, and spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in: that bringeth the princes to nothing; he maketh the judges of the earth as vanity.
Стр. 346 - Sleep, my babe ; thy food and raiment, House and home thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well supplied.
Стр. 313 - Tis dangerous to provoke a God ! His power and vengeance none can tell ; One stroke of his almighty rod Shall send young sinners quick to hell. Then 'twill for ever be in vain To cry for pardon and for grace : To wish I had my time again, Or hope to see my Maker's face.
Стр. 316 - LET dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 'tis their nature too.
Стр. lxxiii - Give me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.
Стр. 320 - How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower...
Стр. 343 - Where I see the blind or lame, Deaf or dumb, I'll kindly treat them; I deserve to feel the same, If I mock, or hurt, or cheat them. If I meet with railing tongues. Why should I return them railing?