A Real Treasure for the Pious MindJohn Babcock, 1797 - 96 стор. |
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... Thee alone I breathe : Wipe away my nature's fin , Tay image to my breaft restore ; Thou alone canft make me clean , And bid me fin no more . Thon inviteft me to come To fhare thy people's reft ; Poor in fpirit , I prefume To prefs unto ...
... Thee alone I breathe : Wipe away my nature's fin , Tay image to my breaft restore ; Thou alone canft make me clean , And bid me fin no more . Thon inviteft me to come To fhare thy people's reft ; Poor in fpirit , I prefume To prefs unto ...
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... thee . It is a fign thou movest in a terrestial orb , when thou feeft no luftre in fuch celeftial lights ; for my part if I fhine to God , I care not how I fhew to the world . SWEFT as the fhepherd's tuneful reed From Sion's mount I ...
... thee . It is a fign thou movest in a terrestial orb , when thou feeft no luftre in fuch celeftial lights ; for my part if I fhine to God , I care not how I fhew to the world . SWEFT as the fhepherd's tuneful reed From Sion's mount I ...
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And fmiling joy , a feraph bright , Shall tend thy steps and near Thee stay , Whilft glory waves th ' immortal crown , And waits to claim Thee for her own . A chriftian's fupport under afflictions . IT was proudly faid by Cæfar ...
And fmiling joy , a feraph bright , Shall tend thy steps and near Thee stay , Whilft glory waves th ' immortal crown , And waits to claim Thee for her own . A chriftian's fupport under afflictions . IT was proudly faid by Cæfar ...
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... the court ; and where the prefence of God is , there is heaven . Art thou in prifon with St. Paul and Silas , if God be with thee thou wilt fing thy hallelujahs . Art thou at the flake with bleff- ed 14 A Real Treafure.
... the court ; and where the prefence of God is , there is heaven . Art thou in prifon with St. Paul and Silas , if God be with thee thou wilt fing thy hallelujahs . Art thou at the flake with bleff- ed 14 A Real Treafure.
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... thee amifs ? is there a corner of the creation unvifited by thee , or any place exempt from thy presence ? I trace thy footsteps through heaven and earth , but I cannot overtake thee . Why do I feek thee if thou art not here ? Or find thee ...
... thee amifs ? is there a corner of the creation unvifited by thee , or any place exempt from thy presence ? I trace thy footsteps through heaven and earth , but I cannot overtake thee . Why do I feek thee if thou art not here ? Or find thee ...
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adore Almighty Art thou bleffed blood caft Canaan Chrift Chriftian cloud darkneſs death defcends defire diftrefs divine doft earth eternal everlaſting eyes fafe faid faints faith feek feem feveral fhades fhall fhew fhine fhort fhould fide figh fing finners firft fkies flain fleep fleſh fmiles folemn fome fong foon forrows foul fpirit fpread fpring ftand ftill ftood ftorm ftream fuch fuffer fure fweet glorious glory goodneſs grace happineſs hath heart heaven heavenly hide holy immortal itſelf Jefus know that thou laft light live Lord mercy mortal muft muſt myfelf pafs pain perfon pleafures praife praiſe prefence Profperity promife raiſed reafon Redeemer reft reigns rife Satan Saviour ſcenes ſhall Sophron ſtate ſtorm taſte thee thefe theſe thine thing thofe thoſe thou art thou art God thou feeft thought thouſand thro throne whofe wings
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Сторінка 62 - I might fly away to those happy seats; but the genius told me there was no passage to them, except through the gates of death that I saw opening every moment upon the bridge. The islands...
Сторінка 57 - I drew near with that reverence which is due to a superior nature; and as my heart was entirely subdued by the captivating strains I had heard, I fell down at his feet and wept. The Genius smiled upon me with a look of compassion and...
Сторінка 33 - Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for men ! But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus the dead revives again ! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! Up to his Father's court he flies ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies.
Сторінка 59 - ... hundred. As I was counting the arches the genius told me that this bridge consisted at first of a thousand arches ; but that a great flood swept away the rest, and left the bridge in the ruinous condition I now beheld it. But tell me further, said he, what thou discoverest on it. I see multitudes of people passing over it...
Сторінка 60 - Some were looking up towards the heavens in a thoughtful posture, and in the midst of a speculation stumbled and fell out of sight. Multitudes were very busy in the pursuit of bubbles that glittered in their eyes and danced before them, but often when they thought themselves within the reach of them their footing failed and down they sunk.
Сторінка 58 - The genius smiled upon me with a look of compassion and affability that familiarized him to my imagination, and at once dispelled all the fears and apprehensions with which I approached him. He lifted me from the ground, and taking me by the hand, Mirza, said he, I have heard thee in thy soliloquies; follow me.
Сторінка 59 - ... them into the tide, and immediately disappeared. These hidden pit-falls were set very thick at the entrance of the bridge, so that throngs of people no sooner broke through the cloud, but many of them fell into them. They grew thinner towards the middle, but multiplied and lay closer together towards the end of the arches that were entire.
Сторінка 27 - Born Thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
Сторінка 59 - There were indeed some persons, but their number was very small, that continued a kind of hobbling march on the broken arches, but fell through one after another, being quite tired and spent with so long a walk.
Сторінка 57 - Surely, said I, man is but a shadow, and life a dream. Whilst I was thus musing, I cast my eyes towards the summit of a rock that was not far from me, where I discovered one in the habit of a shepherd, with a little musical instrument in his hand.