 | American Sunday-School Union - 1835 - 346 страници
...I would not live alway; no— welcome the tomf1; Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not gloom i, There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise, To...alway away from his God ; Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode ; Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory... | |
 | Episcopal Church - 1835 - 636 страници
...E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 3 I would not live alway ; no — welcome the tomb,...Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom i There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 4 Who,... | |
 | William Bourn Oliver Peabody - 1835 - 426 страници
...alway.' 1 I would not live alway : I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way : I would not live alway : no, welcome the tomb ; Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. 2 Who, who would live alway, away from his God, Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode ! [plains,... | |
 | William Allen - 1835 - 850 страници
...aha ay. 1 I WOULD not live alway: I ask not to stay, Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way: I would not live alway : no. — welcome the tomb,...Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. 2 Who, who would live alway, away from his God, Away from yon heav'n, that blissful abode? Where the... | |
 | Episcopal Church - 1835 - 406 страници
...not its There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise [skies. To hail him in triumph descending the 4 Who, who would live alway, away from his GOD ; Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, . Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory... | |
 | William Allen - 1835 - 812 страници
...I ask not to stay, Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way: I would not live alway: nOi — welcome the tomb, Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. 2 Who, who would live alway, away from his God, Away from yon heav'n, that blissful abode? Where the... | |
 | 1835 - 604 страници
...with fears, And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 3 I would not live alway; no—welcome the tomb) Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom I There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 4 Who,... | |
 | William Dossey - 1836 - 498 страници
...E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. \ I would not live alway, no — welcome the tomb. Since...dread not its gloom ; There, sweet be my rest, till he bids me arise, To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 3 Ah ! who would live alway, away from... | |
 | Rebekah Evans - 1836 - 328 страници
...to the words of Christ concerning glorified saints, that they shall be ' equal unto the angels.' ' Who, who would live alway, away from his God ; Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains. And the noon-tide of glory... | |
 | Jonas Evans - 1836 - 158 страници
...meaning to the words of Christ concerning glorified saints,' that they shall be 'equal unto the angels.' 'Who, who would live alway, away from his God ; Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noon-tide of glory... | |
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I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb; Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom: There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise To hail Him in triumph descending the skies. 
