Songs of the Soul, Derived from the Writings of British, Continental, and Transatlantic Authors, Ancient and Modern1856 - 609 страница |
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... keep thy word 249 • • 264 O come , let us go to the Valley of Peace ! 265 Call to Heaven 268 PALM Sunday 269 Prayer for Resignation 280 Prayer for the Holy Spirit 281 Prayer for Time 282 Public Worship 271 Prayer for Even Temper . 273 ...
... keep thy word 249 • • 264 O come , let us go to the Valley of Peace ! 265 Call to Heaven 268 PALM Sunday 269 Prayer for Resignation 280 Prayer for the Holy Spirit 281 Prayer for Time 282 Public Worship 271 Prayer for Even Temper . 273 ...
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... keeping : I enter ; -ah ! what glories shine ! Is this Immanuel's earthly shrine ? Messiah's infant temple ? It is ; it is ; —and I adore This Stranger meek and lowly , As saints and seraphs bow before The throne of God thrice holy ...
... keeping : I enter ; -ah ! what glories shine ! Is this Immanuel's earthly shrine ? Messiah's infant temple ? It is ; it is ; —and I adore This Stranger meek and lowly , As saints and seraphs bow before The throne of God thrice holy ...
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... keeping , And lovely are the landscapes that she weaves ; — " Tis naught to me , my child . Down the green lane come peals of heartfelt laughter ! The school hath sent its eldest inmates forth : And now a smaller band comes dancing ...
... keeping , And lovely are the landscapes that she weaves ; — " Tis naught to me , my child . Down the green lane come peals of heartfelt laughter ! The school hath sent its eldest inmates forth : And now a smaller band comes dancing ...
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... keep me spotless from presumptuous pride : If otherwise with his trial , give me care , By thankful patience to prevent despair : Fit me to bear whate'er thou shalt assign ; I kiss the rod , because the rod is thine . Howe'er , let me ...
... keep me spotless from presumptuous pride : If otherwise with his trial , give me care , By thankful patience to prevent despair : Fit me to bear whate'er thou shalt assign ; I kiss the rod , because the rod is thine . Howe'er , let me ...
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... Keeps pure the holy fount of youthful feeling , And him , that in the night - fall of his years , Lies down in his last sleep , and shuts in peace His weary eyes on life's short wayfaring , Praise Him that rules the destiny of man ...
... Keeps pure the holy fount of youthful feeling , And him , that in the night - fall of his years , Lies down in his last sleep , and shuts in peace His weary eyes on life's short wayfaring , Praise Him that rules the destiny of man ...
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adore angels ANON beams beauty behold beneath blessed blest bliss blossom breast breath bright brow child clouds crown dark death deep divine dost doth e'en earth earthly EDWARD YOUNG eternal fair faith Father fear FELICIA HEMANS flame flowers FRANCIS QUARLES gaze gentle glorious glory God's grace hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY HART MILMAN HENRY VAUGHAN HENRY W Here's love holy hope hour hymn immortal JOHN KEBLE let thy life's light live Lord MATTHEW PRIOR mercy morning night o'er peace praise prayer pure rest ROBERT POLLOK round sacred Saviour shade shalt shine silent sing skies sleep smile soft song Songs of praise sorrow soul spirit stars sweet swelling tears thee thine THOMAS FLATMAN thou art thoughts throne Thy name tongue unto voice wave weary WILLIAM COWPER winds wings
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Страница 521 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near.
Страница 532 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Страница 117 - God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Страница 177 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Страница 190 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Страница 178 - On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Страница 363 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sear. A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Страница 113 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ! where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th...
Страница 380 - The indorsement of supreme delight, Writ by a friend, and with his blood ; The couch of time ; care's balm and bay ; The week were dark, but for thy light. Thy torch doth show the way.
Страница 178 - Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform, and mix, And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.