 | American Sunday-School Union - 1835 - 346 страници
...return, Sweet messenger of rest ; I hate the sins that mnde thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 6 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol...throne, And worship only thee. 6 So shall my walk he close with God, Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the... | |
 | 1835 - 476 страници
...enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 3 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest...that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 4 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship... | |
 | William Cowper - 1835 - 464 страници
...enjoy'd ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void, The world can never fill. Return, O holy Dove, return ! Sweet messenger of rest:...that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship... | |
 | Hannah More - 1835 - 272 страници
...enjoy'd I How sweet thfir incnriy still! But they have left an aching void, The world can never fill. Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest!...that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol he ; Help me to tear it from thy throne; And worship... | |
 | William Cowper - 1835 - 460 страници
...enjoy 'd ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void, The world can never fill. Return, O holy Dove, return ! Sweet messenger of rest:...that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. The dearest idol I have known. Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship... | |
 | American Sunday-School Union - 1835 - 356 страници
...enjoyed! How sweet their memory still f But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 1 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest;...that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 6 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship... | |
 | Gregory Townsend Bedell, Stephen Higginson Tyng - 1835 - 544 страници
...walk with God, A calm, and heavenly flame, A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb. The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol...to tear it from thy throne, And worship only Thee. So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame, So purer light shall mark the road That... | |
 | Melville Babbage Cox - 1835 - 260 страници
...accordance with the pattern set by the Saviour of the world, might be crucified to death within me. ' The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol...to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee.' " Full of these views, he left Annapolis for Norfolk, and thence, after a short visit, travelled by... | |
 | 1835 - 616 страници
...he laid his hand calmly upon the wondering child, and looking upward, said in spirit and in truth, " The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol...Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only Theo!" [From Tai1's Edinburgh Magazine.] THE BRIDE. The bridal veil bangs o'er her brow, The ring of... | |
 | Joseph John Gurney - 1835 - 358 страници
...constancy. When such is our sorrowful state, we may well adopt the prayer of the poet — Return, 0 holy Dove, return! Sweet messenger of rest, I hate...that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast; The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship... | |
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So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. 
