 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 стор.
...FOR ever with the Lord! " Amen! so let it be: Life from the dead is in that word : 'Tis immortality! My Father's house on high, Home of my soul ! how near, At times, to faith's aspiring eye, Thy golden gates appear! " For ever with the Lord ! " Father, if 't is Thy will, The... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 стор.
...the hody pent, Ahsent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. My Father's house on high, Home of my soul ! how near, At times, to faith's far-seeing eye Thy golden gates appear ! Ah ! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, — Tlie... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1834 - 636 стор.
...body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. • My Father's house on high ! Home of my soul ! how near, At times, to Faith's foreseeing eye Thy golden gates appear. ' Ah ! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance... | |
 | 1834 - 550 стор.
...the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. ' My Father's house on high ! Home of my soul! how near, At times, to Faith's foreseeing eye Thy golden gates appear. ' Ah ! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1835 - 360 стор.
...Life from the dead is in that word, 'Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; My Father's house on high, Home of my soul, how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear ! Ah ! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance... | |
 | Charles Edward Kennaway - 1835 - 470 стор.
...body pent, Absent from him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my tent A day's march nearer home. My Fathers house on high, Home of my soul how near, At times to faith's perceiving eye, Thy golden gates appear ! Yet, — clouds will intervene, And all my prospect flies... | |
 | 1836 - 368 стор.
...the body spent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, A diiy's march nearer home. My father's house on high ! Home of my soul ! how...to faith's foreseeing eye, The golden gates appear. Ah ! then my spirit faints To reaeh the land of love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above.... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1841 - 400 стор.
...the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. My Father's house on high, Home of my soul, how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear ! Ah ! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance... | |
 | 1871 - 410 стор.
...all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest," she went on, " I feel him near. 'My Father's house on high ! Home of my soul, how near At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear 1' ' shall soon be there, and we shall meet 'uin. Yes, we shall meet again."... | |
 | Protestant association - 1843 - 480 стор.
...the body pent, Absent from him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. My Father's house on high, Home of my soul how near, At times to faith's transpiercing eye Thy golden gates appear. My thirsty spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright... | |
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Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. My Father's house on high, Home of my soul ! how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear! Ah! then my spirit faints To... 
