 Though sleep have clos'd her infant's eye ; For should he wake, and find her gone, She knows she could not bear his moan. But I am weaker than a child, And Thou art more than mother dear ; Without Thee Heaven were but a wild : How can I live without Thee...  Hymns and Hymn Makers - Сторінка 78автори: Duncan Campbell - 1898 - 195 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | John Keble - 1827 - 394 стор.
...her infant's eye, For should he wake, and find her gone, She knows she could not bear his moan. But I am weaker than a child, And Thou art more than mother...were but a wild : How can I live without Thee here ? 'Tis thine our gracious promise, Lord ! Thy saints have prov'd the faithful word, When Heaven's bright... | |
 | John Keble - 1827 - 398 стор.
...her infant's eye, For should he wake, and find her gone, She knows she could not bear his moan. But I am weaker than a child, And Thou art more than mother dear; Without Thee Heatren were but a wild : How can I live without Thee here ? 'Tis thine our gracious promise, Lord... | |
 | John Keble - 1829 - 406 стор.
...her infant's eye, For should he wake, and find her gone, She knows she could not bear his moan. But I am weaker than a child, And Thou art more than mother dear; Without Thee Heaven were but a wild : " 'Tis good for you, that I should go, " You lingering yet awhile below;"— 'Tis thine own gracious... | |
 | John Keble - 1837 - 442 стор.
...her infant's eye ; For should he wake, and find her gone, She knows she could not bear his moan. But I am weaker than a child, And Thou art more than mother...were but a wild : How can I live without Thee here! " 'Tis good for you, that I should go, " You lingering yet awhile below;" — 'Tis thine own gracious... | |
 | John Keble - 1842 - 332 стор.
...her infant's eye, For should he wake, and find her gone, She knows she could not bear his moan. But I am weaker than a child, And Thou art more than mother...were but a wild: How can I live without Thee here! When Heaven's bright boundless avenue Far open'd on their eager view, And homeward to thy Father's... | |
 | 1843 - 202 стор.
...her infant's eye ; For should he wake and find her gone, She knows she could not hear his moan. Gut I am weaker than a child, And Thou art more than mother...were but a wild -. How can I live without Thee here ? " 'Tis good for you that I should go, You lingering yet a while below ; — 'Tis Thine own gracious... | |
 | 1864 - 704 стор.
...gain by losing thee? The watchful mother tarries nigh, Though sleep has closed her infant's eye ; But I am weaker than a child, And thou art more than mother dear ; Without thee heaven were but a wild : How shall I live without thee here? О fainting soul, arise and sing ; Mount, but be sober on the wing... | |
 | 1845 - 450 стор.
...her infant's eye ; For should he wake and find her gone, She knows she could not hear his moan. But I am weaker than a child, And Thou art more than mother...were but a wild : How can I live without Thee here ? " 'Tis good for you that I should go, You lingering yet a while below ;" — 'Tis Thine own gracious... | |
 | Jane Eliza Leeson - 1847 - 256 стор.
...her infant's eye ; For should he wake and find her gone, She knows she could not bear his moan : But I am weaker than a child, And Thou art more than mother...were but a wild: How can I live without Thee here ?" Probably it was the same " upper room of holy and glorious Zion" (to use the words of an ancient... | |
 | 1847 - 586 стор.
...her infant's eye, For should he wake and find her gone, She knows she could not bear his moan ; But I am weaker than a child, And thou art more than mother...were but a wild, How can I live without thee here ?" Contrast again this fragment of a very ancient heathen poet — " My soul — my soul, though cureless... | |
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