 | 1799 - 200 стор.
...hast made thy children mighty, By the touch of the mountain sod ; Thou hast fixed their ark of refuse. Where the spoiler's foot ne'er trod; For the strength...the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God." In these hills, the remnant of the pious Albigenses, when their defenders, their nobles, and princes,... | |
 | 1865 - 1194 стор.
...Which by Thy strength are stirr'd ; For the storm, on whose free pinions Thy Spirit walks abroad ; For the strength of the hills we bless Thee, Our God, our fathers' God. The royal eagle darteth, On his quarry, from the heights ; And the stag, that knows no muter, Seeks... | |
 | 1832 - 534 стор.
...God, our father's God '. Thou hast made thy children mighty, By the touch of the monutain sod. Thon hast fixed our ark of refuge Where the spoiler's foot...strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our father's God ! "We are watchers of a beacon, Whose lights must never die, We are guardians of an altar... | |
 | 1832 - 460 стор.
...of the dead j For the snows, and for the torrents For th» free heart's burial sod,- • • •• For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fatter*1 Sod !"_ Mr>. Ifemant. THE ORTHODOX PRESBYTERIAN. No. XLTI. MARCH, 1833. VOL. IV. THE ADMINISTRATION... | |
 | 1831 - 786 стор.
...fathers' God ! Thou hast made thy children mighty, Ну the touch of the mountain sod. Thou hast fix'd our ark of refuge Where the spoiler's foot ne'er trod...strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our father's God ! We are watchers of a beacon Whose lights must never die ; We are guardians of an altar... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - 510 стор.
...forests, That by thy breath are stirred ; For the storms on whose free pinions Thy spirit walks abroad — For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' Godl The royal eagle darteth On his quarry from the heights, And the sUg that knows no master, Seeks... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans, Reginald Heber - 1833 - 526 стор.
...the hills we blets thee, Our God, our fathers' God! Thou hast made thy children mighty, By the touch of the mountain sod. Thou hast fixed our ark of refuge Where the s|K)ilcr'« foot ne'er trod ; For4ho strength of the hills we blcm thee, Our God, our fathers' God... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1834 - 284 стор.
...fathers' God ! Thou hast made thy children mighty, By the touch of the mountain sod. Thou hast fix'd our ark of refuge Where the spoiler's foot ne'er trod ; For the strength of the hills we bless thee, We are watchers of a beacon Whose light must never die ; We are guardians of an altar Midst the silence... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1834 - 512 стор.
...spearman Can not reach our lofty caves; Thy dark clouds wrap the threshold Of freedom's last abode ; Fer the strength of the hills we bless thee Our God, our fathers' God! For the shadow of thy presence Round our camp of rock outspread ; For the stern defiles of battle,... | |
 | 1834 - 498 стор.
...altar ' Midst the silence of the sky ; The rocks yield founts of courage, Struck forth as by thy rod— For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our father's God ! For the dark, resounding heavens, Where thy still small voice is heard, For the strong... | |
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FOR the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God ! Thou hast made thy children mighty, By the touch of the mountain sod. 
