 | 1821 - 632 стор.
...chain. Has learnt Messiah's name! What tho" the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Tho' every prospect pleases, And only Man is vile ; In vain with lavish kindness Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from... | |
 | Reformed Church in America, John Henry Livingston - 1814 - 696 стор.
...Their land from error's chain. 2 What tho' the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Tho' ev'ry prospect pleases, And only man is vile ; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted... | |
 | 1827 - 452 стор.
...land from error's chain. , What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases. And only man is vile,-— In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of Cod are strewn ; The heathen In their blindness Bow down to wood and stone. Shall we, whose souls are... | |
 | William Carus Wilson - 1837 - 668 стор.
...the bottomless pit : 121 " What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's islef Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile? In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown, The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone." When, O when shall these desolate... | |
 | 1823 - 610 стор.
...land from error's chain . What though the spicy breezes. Blow soft o'er Ceylon's Isle ; Though every prospect pleases. And only man is vile — In vain...kindness, The gifts of God are strewn; The Heathen in their blindness, Bow down to wood and stone. Shall we whose sonls are lighted, By wisdom from on high,... | |
 | 1823 - 594 стор.
...land from error's chain. What, though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though ev'ry prospect pleases, And only man is vile: In vain, with lavish kindness, The gifts of God are strown; The Heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone. Shall we, whose souls are lighted... | |
 | 1823 - 600 стор.
...Their land from Error's chain. What tho' the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Tho' every prospect pleases, And only man is vile ; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown : The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone. Shall we, whose souls are lighted... | |
 | 1823 - 570 стор.
...Their land from error's chain. What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle. Though every prospect pleases. And only man is vile? In vain, with lavish kindness, The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone* Shall we, whose souls are lighted... | |
 | 1824 - 724 стор.
...Their land from error's chain. What, though the spicy breezes Blow soft on Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile ; In vain with...heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone. Shall we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high ; Shall we to man benighted. The lamp of... | |
 | 1824 - 890 стор.
...Their land from Error's chain. What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle. Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile ; In vain with...of God are strewn ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bowe down to wood and «tone. Shall we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Shall we... | |
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From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's... 
