 | 1802 - 448 страници
...blest l Pity my suff'ring state, When wilt thou set my soul at rest From lips that love deceit ? 2. Hard lot of mine ! my days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing brawlings waste m My golden hours of life. 3. O might I fly to change my place, How could I chuse to dwell to In some... | |
 | Walter Hutchinson Aston - 1811 - 324 страници
...to beautiful and affecting, that I cannot refrain from gubjoining it- — Up, HoftNt'i Commentary, Hard lot of mine ! my days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing brawling* waste My golden hours of life. O might I fly to change my place. How would I choose to dwell... | |
 | Jeremy Belknap - 1812 - 540 страници
...choice. WATTS PSALM CXX. Common Metre. b Complaint against Enemies. 1 THOU God of love, thou ever blest, Pity my suffering state ; When wilt thou set my soul at rest From men who love deceit ? 2 Ah, woe is me, to have my seat Among the sons of strife; Perpetual insult doom'd... | |
 | Reformed Church in America, John Henry Livingston - 1814 - 696 страници
...blest, -*- Pity my suff'ring state: When wilt thou set my soul at rest From lips, that love deceit ? 2 Hard lot of mine ! my days are cast Among the sons...never-ceasing brawlings waste My golden hours of life. "\ 3 O ! might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide, lonesome, wilderness,... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1818 - 612 страници
...blest, JL Pity my guttering state ; When wilt thou set my soal at rest From lips that love deceit ? 2 Hard lot of mine! my days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never ceasing brawlings waste My golden hours of life. 3 O might I fly to change my place, How would... | |
 | Isaac Watts, James Manning Winchell - 1820 - 314 страници
...quarrelsome neighbours ; or, a devout toishfur fieace. 1 nnHOU God of love, thou ever blest, •*• Pity my suffering state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest From lips that love deceit? 2 Hard lot of mine ! jny days are cast Among the sons of strife. Whose never ceasing... | |
 | 1820 - 526 страници
...WATTS. PSALM CXX. Common Metre. fc Complaint against Enemies. 1 THOU God of love, thou ever blest, Pity my suffering state ; When wilt thou set my soul at rest From men who love deceit ? 2 Ah, wo is me, to have my seat Among the sons of strife ! Perpetual insult doom'd... | |
 | Isaac Watts, Samuel Worcester - 1821 - 506 страници
...blest, M. Pity my suff'ring state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest, From lips that love deceit! 2 Hard lot of mine, my days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never ceasing brawlings waste My golden hours of life. 3 O might I fly to change my place, How would... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1821 - 608 страници
...Pity my suffering state ; -x When wilt thou set my soul at rest •^ From lips that love deceit ? 2 Hard lot of mine ! my days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never ceasing brawlings waste My golden hours of life. 3 O, might I fly to change my place, How would... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1821 - 462 страници
...Complaint of quarrelsome Neighbours; or, a devout Wish for Peace. 1 JL HOU God of love, thou ever-blest, Pity my suffering state; When wilt thou set my soul at rest From lips that love deceit? 2 Hard lot of mine! my days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing... | |
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Hard lot of mine ! my days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never ceasing brawlings waste My golden hours of life. 3 O might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide, lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell... 
