The Christian's Book of Gems: A Selection of Sacred PoetryW.S. Orr, 1840 - 288 |
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... Blessings Wither 134 · Campbell 41 Sepulchre The Better Land The Bible The Bible Doddridge Hemans 75 191 Sir W. Scott 85 Pollok 86 The Blest in Heaven The Cast - away The Christian Philosopher The Day of Judgment Giles Fletcher 81 ...
... Blessings Wither 134 · Campbell 41 Sepulchre The Better Land The Bible The Bible Doddridge Hemans 75 191 Sir W. Scott 85 Pollok 86 The Blest in Heaven The Cast - away The Christian Philosopher The Day of Judgment Giles Fletcher 81 ...
Strona ix
... 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 Scottish Martyr's ...
... 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 Scottish Martyr's ...
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... blessed eye Still beams with kindness in the sky . I know my babe is blest , Her bliss by Jesus given ; She's early gone to rest , She's found an early heaven ; The sigh that closed her eyes on earth , Was signal of her happier birth ...
... blessed eye Still beams with kindness in the sky . I know my babe is blest , Her bliss by Jesus given ; She's early gone to rest , She's found an early heaven ; The sigh that closed her eyes on earth , Was signal of her happier birth ...
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... bless'd the patriarch's store , Wilt guard and keep them all . Praise from the mountain's lordly crest , Praise from the valley lone , For all our daily blessedness , For our bright ones who are gone , To thee , the mightiest , wisest ...
... bless'd the patriarch's store , Wilt guard and keep them all . Praise from the mountain's lordly crest , Praise from the valley lone , For all our daily blessedness , For our bright ones who are gone , To thee , the mightiest , wisest ...
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... Blessings are plentiful and rife , More plentiful than hope . Thou art a day of mirth ; And where the week - days trail on ground , Thy flight is higher , as thy birth . O let me take thee at the bound , Leaping with thee from seven to ...
... Blessings are plentiful and rife , More plentiful than hope . Thou art a day of mirth ; And where the week - days trail on ground , Thy flight is higher , as thy birth . O let me take thee at the bound , Leaping with thee from seven to ...
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Strona 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.
Strona 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...
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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?
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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.