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... dust had never been . When suns have waned , and worlds sublime , Their final revolutions told , This soul shall triumph over time As though such orbs had never rolled . OSBORNE . THE CHRISTIAN WARRIOR . 21 CALVARY . O GROANING Calvary.
... dust had never been . When suns have waned , and worlds sublime , Their final revolutions told , This soul shall triumph over time As though such orbs had never rolled . OSBORNE . THE CHRISTIAN WARRIOR . 21 CALVARY . O GROANING Calvary.
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... dust . Ye fair enchanting throng , Ye golden dreams , farewell ! Earth has prevailed too long , And now I break the spell : Ye cherished joys of early years , - Saviour ! forgive these parting tears . O , may I feel thy worth , And let ...
... dust . Ye fair enchanting throng , Ye golden dreams , farewell ! Earth has prevailed too long , And now I break the spell : Ye cherished joys of early years , - Saviour ! forgive these parting tears . O , may I feel thy worth , And let ...
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... dust . O , what is beauty's power ? It flourishes and dies ; Will the cold earth its silence break To tell how soft , how smooth a cheek Beneath its surface lies ? Mute - mute is all O'er beauty's fall ; Her praise resounds no more ...
... dust . O , what is beauty's power ? It flourishes and dies ; Will the cold earth its silence break To tell how soft , how smooth a cheek Beneath its surface lies ? Mute - mute is all O'er beauty's fall ; Her praise resounds no more ...
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... dust , And falls to rise no more . But as the bough At spring's return another leaf shall find , And clothe itself again ; the good and just , Though naked and bereft their branches now , To vernal honours will again be joined , In ...
... dust , And falls to rise no more . But as the bough At spring's return another leaf shall find , And clothe itself again ; the good and just , Though naked and bereft their branches now , To vernal honours will again be joined , In ...
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... Dust to dust " concludes her noblest song THE WOUNDED SPIRIT . YOUNG . No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels , No cure for such , till God who makes them heals . And thou sad sufferer under nameless ill , That yields not to the ...
... Dust to dust " concludes her noblest song THE WOUNDED SPIRIT . YOUNG . No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels , No cure for such , till God who makes them heals . And thou sad sufferer under nameless ill , That yields not to the ...
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Términos y frases comunes
beam beauty bids BISHOP KEN blessed blest bliss bloom breast breath bright BRIGHT morning star brighter brow calm CHRIST CHRISTIAN clouds COWPER crown dark death deep divine dust to dust dwell dying earthly EDMESTON eternal faith fear frail friends gloom glorious glory glow grace grave hallowed ground hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hopes and fears hour humble HYMN immortal Israel's sons JANE TAYLOR Jesus life's light LIMPET live lone Lord mercy mighty to save morn mortal never night o'er pale Pale flowers peace pilgrim pleasure POOL OF BETHESDA praise prayer REDEEMER reign rest rise rock SABBATH sacred Saviour scene shalt shine sigh silent sing sink skies sleep smile sorrow spirit spring star storm sweet teach tears thee thine Thou art thought throne thy hope thy soul toil tomb truth voice WALDENSES wave weep wing winter's
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Página 60 - Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime, Where life is not a breath ; Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward...
Página 48 - IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
Página 99 - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like...
Página 94 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die.
Página 64 - To mark the matchless workings of the power, That shuts within its seed the future flower, Bids these in elegance of form excel, In colour these, and those delight the smell, Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies, To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes...
Página 27 - O how unlike the complex works of man, Heaven's easy, artless, unencumbered plan ! No meretricious graces to beguile, No clustering ornaments to clog the pile ; From ostentation as from weakness free, It stands like the cerulean arch we see, Majestic in its own simplicity.
Página 16 - the Deep Voice cried, " So long enjoyed, so oft misused — Alternate, in thy fickle pride, Desired, neglected, and accused? " Before my breath, like blazing flax, Man and his marvels pass away ; And changing empires wane and wax, Are founded, flourish, and decay. " Redeem mine hours — the space is brief — While in my glass the sand-grains shiver, And measureless thy joy or grief, When TIME and thou shall part for ever...
Página 47 - The night, they said, is near, We must not now be parted, sojourn here " — The new acquaintance soon became a guest, And, made so welcome at their simple feast, He...
Página 15 - All that of good and fair Has gone into thy womb from earliest time, Shall then come forth to wear The glory and the beauty of its prime.
Página 61 - Beyond the flight of time, Beyond the reign of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward and expire.