The Testimony of the PoetsB.B. Mussey and A. Tompkins, 1854 - 360 страница |
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... sorrow clung uncured To any being we on earth held dear . Oh , much doth life the sweet solution want Of all made blest in far futurity ! Heaven needs it too . Our bosoms yearn and pant Rather indeed our God to justify Than our own ...
... sorrow clung uncured To any being we on earth held dear . Oh , much doth life the sweet solution want Of all made blest in far futurity ! Heaven needs it too . Our bosoms yearn and pant Rather indeed our God to justify Than our own ...
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... sorrow , ' tis to see Its benefit and end . If before Thee One hopeless ill could spread the smallest shroud , Oh , would'st Thou not dissolve it as a cloud In the mere fervors of Thy radiancy ? ' Tis so ! And Thou Thy dearest Son didst ...
... sorrow , ' tis to see Its benefit and end . If before Thee One hopeless ill could spread the smallest shroud , Oh , would'st Thou not dissolve it as a cloud In the mere fervors of Thy radiancy ? ' Tis so ! And Thou Thy dearest Son didst ...
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... sorrow , wherefore darken by a ban Of bigot cruelty , or cry for blood , The word which should be sorrow's talisman ? Let me at least feel this , deep , deep within , If from naught else , Thou , Saviour , sav'st from sin ! VIII . " And ...
... sorrow , wherefore darken by a ban Of bigot cruelty , or cry for blood , The word which should be sorrow's talisman ? Let me at least feel this , deep , deep within , If from naught else , Thou , Saviour , sav'st from sin ! VIII . " And ...
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... sorrow , no re- morse , Touch Thee with somewhat of a kindred force ? - Oh , dost Thou never grieve that we are less- Less perfect than Thyself , by the mere stress Of a rude nature , which , with devious course , Must run from Thee ...
... sorrow , no re- morse , Touch Thee with somewhat of a kindred force ? - Oh , dost Thou never grieve that we are less- Less perfect than Thyself , by the mere stress Of a rude nature , which , with devious course , Must run from Thee ...
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... sorrows to relieve ! Could He be blest , beholding sufferings , And not their end ? His tenderness would grieve If even the least of His created things Should miss of joy . In its serenity God's present happiness proves ours to be . XI ...
... sorrows to relieve ! Could He be blest , beholding sufferings , And not their end ? His tenderness would grieve If even the least of His created things Should miss of joy . In its serenity God's present happiness proves ours to be . XI ...
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Страница 302 - Give to the winds thy fears ; Hope, and be undismayed; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. Through waves and clouds and storms He gently clears thy way; Wait thou His time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day.
Страница 162 - tis nought to me: Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.