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... Rise , my Soul , Born 1693 . MATTHEW GREEN , 1696-1737 . Resignation , GERHARD TERSTEEGEN , 1697-1769 The Love of God , ROBERT BLAIR , 1699-1746 . Death of the Good Man , 82 83 8888888 84 85 86 86 87 87 89 8 EUR 85 90 91 91 93 94 95 96 ...
... Rise , my Soul , Born 1693 . MATTHEW GREEN , 1696-1737 . Resignation , GERHARD TERSTEEGEN , 1697-1769 The Love of God , ROBERT BLAIR , 1699-1746 . Death of the Good Man , 82 83 8888888 84 85 86 86 87 87 89 8 EUR 85 90 91 91 93 94 95 96 ...
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... rising then , Calm , soaring through the radiant sky , Mounting its dazzling summits high . May our affections thither tend , And thither constantly ascend , Where , seated on the Father's throne , Thee , reigning in the heavens , we ...
... rising then , Calm , soaring through the radiant sky , Mounting its dazzling summits high . May our affections thither tend , And thither constantly ascend , Where , seated on the Father's throne , Thee , reigning in the heavens , we ...
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... rise To a home in Paradise ! Thou didst call the prodigal ; Thou didst pardon Mary ; Thou whose words can never fall , Love can never vary . Lord , amidst my lost condition , Give - for Thou canst give - contrition ! Thou canst pardon ...
... rise To a home in Paradise ! Thou didst call the prodigal ; Thou didst pardon Mary ; Thou whose words can never fall , Love can never vary . Lord , amidst my lost condition , Give - for Thou canst give - contrition ! Thou canst pardon ...
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... rise , Where the golden halls and couches Shine and glow with radiant dyes ? Twelve dear gems of countless value Form the walls ' foundation - stone ; Polished gold , like beaming crystal , Paves the glorious streets alone ; No ...
... rise , Where the golden halls and couches Shine and glow with radiant dyes ? Twelve dear gems of countless value Form the walls ' foundation - stone ; Polished gold , like beaming crystal , Paves the glorious streets alone ; No ...
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... rise , An heir of life eternal , Where Jesus gives the prize . Geoffrey Chaucer . Born 1328 . Died 1400 . GEOFFREY CHAUCER was born in London in 1328. He is supposed to have been educated partly at Oxford and partly at Cambridge . At ...
... rise , An heir of life eternal , Where Jesus gives the prize . Geoffrey Chaucer . Born 1328 . Died 1400 . GEOFFREY CHAUCER was born in London in 1328. He is supposed to have been educated partly at Oxford and partly at Cambridge . At ...
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Strona 215 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Strona 219 - Thy will be done." Should pining sickness waste away My life in premature decay, My Father ! still I strive to s,ty, " Thy will be done." If but my fainting heart be blest With thy sweet Spirit for its guest, My God ! to thee I leave the rest,
Strona 131 - SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend ; Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend, Here I'll sit for ever viewing, Mercy's streams in streams of blood, Precious drops my soul bedewing, Plead and claim my peace with God.
Strona 156 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, How Abram was the friend of God on high ; Or, Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or, how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire ; Or, Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry ; Or, rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Strona 252 - THOU art the Way : — to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 2 Thou art the Truth : — thy word alone True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst inform the mind, And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life :— the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm ; And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way...
Strona 268 - Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule.
Strona 326 - I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Strona 54 - Our lingering parents, and to the eastern gate Led them direct, and down the cliff as fast To the subjected plain; then disappear'd. They looking back all th...
Strona 267 - saith he ; " Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay...
Strona 192 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; star of the east, the horizon adorning, guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining; low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; angels adore him in slumber reclining, Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all.