Moral and sacred poetry, selected by T. Willcocks and T. Horton |
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... leaf , a blossom Not seldom , clad in radiant vest ...... Not worlds on worlds in phalanx deep Now let the bright reverse be known 172 Now the golden morn aloft 44 No war , or battle's sound .......... 136 .. 51 97 51 14 59 ...
... leaf , a blossom Not seldom , clad in radiant vest ...... Not worlds on worlds in phalanx deep Now let the bright reverse be known 172 Now the golden morn aloft 44 No war , or battle's sound .......... 136 .. 51 97 51 14 59 ...
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... leaves around us falling ...... 46 See where it smokes along the sounding 171 See yonder comes the powerful King ... leaves are falling ... The evening was glorious The glad birds are singing .... The glories of our mortal state 45 106 ...
... leaves around us falling ...... 46 See where it smokes along the sounding 171 See yonder comes the powerful King ... leaves are falling ... The evening was glorious The glad birds are singing .... The glories of our mortal state 45 106 ...
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... leaves the sky To wipe the drooping mourner's eye , And give the weary rest . There smiles a kind propitious God— To greet the harbinger of day ; Or view him sink in ocean's bed , Thy love , O God , paints every ray . In the fresh balmy ...
... leaves the sky To wipe the drooping mourner's eye , And give the weary rest . There smiles a kind propitious God— To greet the harbinger of day ; Or view him sink in ocean's bed , Thy love , O God , paints every ray . In the fresh balmy ...
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... leaf that trembles to the breeze , I hear the voice of God among the trees ; With thee in shady solitudes I walk , With thee in busy , crowded cities talk , In every creature own thy forming power , In each event thy providence adore ...
... leaf that trembles to the breeze , I hear the voice of God among the trees ; With thee in shady solitudes I walk , With thee in busy , crowded cities talk , In every creature own thy forming power , In each event thy providence adore ...
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... leaves , And every murmur of the sea- Tunes its sweet voice to worship Thee . And we , creation's princes , we The children of the Deity , The wise - the strong - whose thoughts can soar Heaven's brightest , highest , concave o'er ; And ...
... leaves , And every murmur of the sea- Tunes its sweet voice to worship Thee . And we , creation's princes , we The children of the Deity , The wise - the strong - whose thoughts can soar Heaven's brightest , highest , concave o'er ; And ...
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angels ANON art thou beam beauty behold beneath bless blest bliss blood divine bloom breast breath bright charms clouds COWPER dark dead death deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth EDMESTON eternal fair fear flowers gale gaze Gethsemane gloom glorious glory golden grace grave hand HAREBELL harp hast hath hear heart heaven hope hosannas hour immortal Israel Jehovah Jesus King light living Lord mercy mighty morning mortal mountains muse nature's night o'er pale peace poison'd POLLOK praise pride quire rapture reign rill rise rose round scene seraphs shade shine sigh sight silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring staind Star of Bethlehem stars storm stream sublime sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thought thro throne tomb trembling Twas vale voice wave weep wild winds wings
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Страница 232 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Страница 90 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain. He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan. Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown.
Страница 83 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, And shadows forth its glory.
Страница 182 - Lord, thy guests away. 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost ; Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord ! thy guests away.
Страница 118 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Страница 216 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave: And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Страница 19 - LET us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Страница 164 - Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. Plenteous...
Страница 228 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.
Страница 176 - Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be...