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" But though sleep o'er my frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in chains ; And now and then let loose my heart, Till it an Hallelujah dart. The faster sleep the senses binds, The more unfettered are our minds. "
The Life of Thomas Ken, Bishop of Bath and Wells - Страница 494
по John Lavicount Anderdon, F.A. Clarke - 1851 - 528 страници
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A manual of prayers for the use of the scholars of Winchester college [by T ...

Thomas Ken (bp. of Bath and Wells.) - 1725 - 158 страници
...Lord , are griev'd,. . ;.'. ].1 i-.. . •, ".;.: To lie fb long of thee bereav'd. But tho' Sleep o'er my Frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in Chains ; And now and then let loofe my Heart Till k;an Hallelujah dart. " iV./T The The fafter Sleep the Senfes binds, The more unfettered are our Minds...

A Collection of Hymns of the Children of God in All Ages, from the Beginning ...

United Brethren in Christ - 1754 - 828 страници
...of thee bcreav'd. 7. But tho' flcep o'er my frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in chains ; But now and then let loofe my heart, 'Till it an Hallelujah dart. 8 The fafterlleep the fenfes binds, The more unfctter'c are our minds : O may my Soul, from Matter...

A manual of prayers for the use of the scholars of Winchester college [by T ...

Thomas Ken (bp. of Bath and Wells.) - 1755 - 154 страници
...alive ; Thy faithful Lovers, Lord, are griev'd, To lie fo long of thee bereav'd. But tho' Sleep o'er my Frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in Chains ; And now-and-then let loofe my Heart, Till it an Hallelujah dart. . The f after Sleep the Senfes binds,...

The Christian observer [afterw.] The Christian observer and advocate

1824 - 890 страници
...alive ! Thy faithful lovers, Lord, are griev'd. To lie so long of thee bereav'd. But tho' sleep o'er my frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in chains ; And now and then, let loose my heart, Till it an hallelujah dart. The faster sleep the senses binds, The more unfetter'dare...

The Christian Observer, Том 23

1824 - 884 страници
...alive ! Thy faithful lovers, Lord, are griev'd. To lie so long of thee bereav'd. But tho' sleep o'er my frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in chains ; And no\v and then, let loose my heart, Till it an hallelujah dart. The faster sleep the senses binds, The...

The Christian guardian (and Church of England magazine).

1832 - 550 страници
...alive ! Thy faithful lovers, Lord, are griev'd To lie so long of thee bereav'd. But though sleep o'er my frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in chains ; And now and then let loose my heart, Till it an hallelujah dart. The faster sleep the senses binds, The more unfetter'd...

Time and temper: a manual of selections from holy Scripture and extr. from ...

Time - 1835 - 274 страници
...alive ! Thy faithful lovers, Lord, are griev'd To be so long of thee bereav'd. But though sleep o'er my frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in chains ; And now and then let loose my heart, Till it an hallelujah dart ! The faster sleep the senses binds, The more unfetter'...

Poems, devotional and didactic, from the poetical works of bishop Ken [with ...

Thomas Ken (bp. of Bath and Wells.) - 1835 - 220 страници
...alive. Thy faithful lovers, Lord, are grieved, To lie so long of thee hereaved. But though sleep o'er my frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in chains ; And now and then let loose my heart, Till it an Hallelujah dart. 179 BP. KEN'S POEMS. The taster sleep the senses hinds,...

The prose works of ... T. Ken. To which are added some of his letters ...

Thomas Ken (bp. of Bath and Wells.) - 1838 - 518 страници
...alive ; Thy faithful lovers, Lord, are griev'd, To lie so long of thee bereav'd. But tho' sleep o'er my frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in chains; And now and then let loose my heart, Till it an hallelujah dart. The faster sleep the senses binds, The more unfettered...

The Prose Works of the Right Rev. Father in God, Thomas Ken: To which are ...

Thomas Ken, William Hawkins - 1838 - 518 страници
...alive ; Thy faithful lovers, Lord, are griev'd, To lie so long of thee bereav'd. But tho' sleep o'er my frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in chains ; And now and then let loose my heart, Till it an hallelujah dart. The faster sleep the senses binds, The more unfetter'd...




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