The Prince of peace; or, Lays of Bethlehem, selected from the British poetsSeeley, Jackson, and Halliday; and B. Seeley, 1858 - 176 стор. |
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... grave of hell , Wherein a blind and dead heart lived , to swell With better thoughts , send down those lights that lend Knowledge , how to begin and how to end The love , that never was nor ever can be penned . Giles Fletcher . THE SONG ...
... grave of hell , Wherein a blind and dead heart lived , to swell With better thoughts , send down those lights that lend Knowledge , how to begin and how to end The love , that never was nor ever can be penned . Giles Fletcher . THE SONG ...
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... grave His prey , nor suffer my unspotted soul For ever with corruption there to dwell ; But I shall rise victorious , and subdue My vanquisher , spoiled of his vaunted spoil ; Death his death's wound shall then receive , and stoop ...
... grave His prey , nor suffer my unspotted soul For ever with corruption there to dwell ; But I shall rise victorious , and subdue My vanquisher , spoiled of his vaunted spoil ; Death his death's wound shall then receive , and stoop ...
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... grave unbolted half his grisly door ( For darkness and the deep had heard His fame , Nor longer might their ancient rule endure ) ; The mightiest of mankind stood hushed and tame ; And , trooping on strong wing , His angels came To work ...
... grave unbolted half his grisly door ( For darkness and the deep had heard His fame , Nor longer might their ancient rule endure ) ; The mightiest of mankind stood hushed and tame ; And , trooping on strong wing , His angels came To work ...
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... grave , And the yellow - skirted fays Fly after the night - steeds , leaving their moon - loved maze . XXVII . But see , the Virgin blest Hath laid her Babe to rest ; Time is our tedious song should here have ending : Heaven's youngest ...
... grave , And the yellow - skirted fays Fly after the night - steeds , leaving their moon - loved maze . XXVII . But see , the Virgin blest Hath laid her Babe to rest ; Time is our tedious song should here have ending : Heaven's youngest ...
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... grave ! And , on the blood - stained Calvary , He won for man the victory ! * N. T. Carrington . PEACE ! and to all the world ! Sure One And He the Prince of peace , hath none ! He travails to be born , and then Is born to travail more ...
... grave ! And , on the blood - stained Calvary , He won for man the victory ! * N. T. Carrington . PEACE ! and to all the world ! Sure One And He the Prince of peace , hath none ! He travails to be born , and then Is born to travail more ...
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E. EVANS adored Alfred Domett awake Babe beams behold Bethlehem BIRKET FOSTER birth blessed blest bliss breast bright bring calm celestial child Christmas clouds cradle crowned dark death didst doth dread eternal eternal band Father Felicia Hemans fire flesh George Sandys George Wither Giles Fletcher glad glorious glory grace H. N. HUMPHREYS H. N. Hark hath heart heaven heavenly hell Henry Vaughan Herald Angels sing holy humble HUMPHREYS H. N. WOODS hymn infant infant bed Jesus John Milton light Lord lowly maid mercy mild mirth morn mortal mother Nahum Tate new-born King night o'er peace on earth peace rose pomp poor praise Prince of Peace redeem Reginald Heber reign rise sacred shalt shepherds shine sinful skies solemn midnight song soul spirit spring star sweet Thee thine Thomas Tusser thought throne tidings unto virgin voice wings womb words
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Сторінка 141 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning! Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid...
Сторінка 48 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the earth began; The winds with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kissed Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
Сторінка 94 - Glory to the new-born KINO. Amen Christmas. Hymn 48. (SECOND TuNE). X "Glory to GOD in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men." HARK I the herald angels sing Glory to the new-born KING, Peace on earth, and mercy mild, GOD and sinners reconciled.
Сторінка 29 - Saviour comes ! by ancient bards foretold ; Hear him, ye deaf; and all ye blind, behold! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eyeball pour the day : Tis he th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear, And bid new music charm th' unfolding ear : The dumb shall sing, the lame his crutch forego, And leap exulting like the bounding roe.
Сторінка 142 - Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gifts would His favor secure ; Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
Сторінка 31 - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day ! No more the rising sun shall gild the morn, Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn ; But lost, dissolved, in thy superior rays, One tide of glory, one unclouded blaze, O'erflow thy courts : the Light himself shall shine Revealed, and God's eternal day be thine...
Сторінка 51 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Сторінка 169 - Come, then, and, added to thy many crowns, . Receive yet one, the crown of all the earth, Thou who alone art worthy ! It was thine By ancient covenant ere nature's birth ; And thou hast made it thine by purchase since, And overpaid its value with thy blood.
Сторінка 54 - The Lars and Lemures moan with midnight plaint ; In urns, and altars round, A drear and dying sound Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint ; And the chill marble seems to sweat, While each peculiar power...
Сторінка 95 - Prince of peace ! Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings : Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth.