The Christian's Book of Gems: A Selection of Sacred PoetryW.S. Orr, 1840 - 288 стор. |
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... song ; and it may be said with truth , tha the library of Christian poetry is more lofty in its feeling and more beneficial in its influence , than any other library that can be named . Prose works admit of more logical connexion , and ...
... song ; and it may be said with truth , tha the library of Christian poetry is more lofty in its feeling and more beneficial in its influence , than any other library that can be named . Prose works admit of more logical connexion , and ...
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... song . The individual pieces have been selected for their piety , their kindly feeling , and the purity and simplicity of their style . They are such as all may read and understand , and many must admire ; and if they shall impart to ...
... song . The individual pieces have been selected for their piety , their kindly feeling , and the purity and simplicity of their style . They are such as all may read and understand , and many must admire ; and if they shall impart to ...
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... Song The Pious Man a Blessing to the World The Polemic Vedder 51 Edmeston 115 Cowper 96 • Campbell 54 Lyte 102 • Cowper 143 • W. Thomson 262 The Rainbow · Campbell 147 The Sabbath The Raising of Lazarus The Sabbath Bells The Saint The ...
... Song The Pious Man a Blessing to the World The Polemic Vedder 51 Edmeston 115 Cowper 96 • Campbell 54 Lyte 102 • Cowper 143 • W. Thomson 262 The Rainbow · Campbell 147 The Sabbath The Raising of Lazarus The Sabbath Bells The Saint The ...
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... song , Over the vale and mountain track , the light And shade of man ; into the burning deep Descending now , and now encircling the mount , Where highest sits Divinity , enthroned ; Rolling along the tide of fluent thought , The tide ...
... song , Over the vale and mountain track , the light And shade of man ; into the burning deep Descending now , and now encircling the mount , Where highest sits Divinity , enthroned ; Rolling along the tide of fluent thought , The tide ...
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... song . A HYMN AT SUNSET AMONG THE ALPS . OH Thou , who hast thine altar made On every mountain's brow ; Whose temple is the forest's shade , Its arch the forest bough ; Thou hast ever listen'd when we prayed , And thou wilt hear us now ...
... song . A HYMN AT SUNSET AMONG THE ALPS . OH Thou , who hast thine altar made On every mountain's brow ; Whose temple is the forest's shade , Its arch the forest bough ; Thou hast ever listen'd when we prayed , And thou wilt hear us now ...
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angels ask'd beams beauty beneath blessed blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright calm clouds dark dead dear death delight despair divine doth dream dwell earth earthly Edmeston eternal fair faith farewell fear flowers friends Giles Fletcher gloom glorious glory grace grave grief H. F. Lyte happy hath heart heaven Heaven's open heavenly holy HONEST MAN'S FORTUNE hope hour Jehovah Jesus land life's light live lone Lord love ye mercy mighty Wanderer morn mountains nature's ne'er night o'er Oh Mercy pass'd peace praise pray prayer pride raptured raven's nest rise round Sabbath saints Saul the king Saviour shine sight sing sink to thy skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star Star of Bethlehem storm stream sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne thundering bands tomb voice weep wild wings
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Сторінка 252 - This is the month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King, Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring; For so the holy sages once did sing That he our deadly forfeit should release, And with his Father work us a perpetual peace.
Сторінка 212 - AND is there care in heaven ? and is there love In heavenly spirits to these creatures base, That may compassion of their evils move ? There is...
Сторінка 114 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
Сторінка 216 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, eternal Word ! From thee departing, they are lost and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace. From thee is all that soothes the life of man. His high endeavour, and his glad success, His strength to suffer and his will to serve.
Сторінка 217 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Сторінка 133 - Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem.
Сторінка 58 - DIM as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wandering travellers, Is Reason to the soul : and as on high, Those rolling fires discover but the sky, Not light us here ; so Reason's glimmering ray I Was lent, not to assure our doubtful way, But guide us upward to a better day.
Сторінка 114 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread ; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray.
Сторінка 149 - O'er mountain tower and town, Or mirrored in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down. As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem, As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam.
Сторінка 247 - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore, Perfum'd with fresh fragrance, and glittering with dew, Nor yet for the ravage of winter I mourn; Kind Nature the embryo blossom will save.