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... dust : His Spirit , ever brooding o'er our mind , Sees the first wish to better hopes inclined ; Marks the young dawn of every virtuous aim , And fans the smoking flax into a flame : His ears are open to the softest cry , His BOOK OF ...
... dust : His Spirit , ever brooding o'er our mind , Sees the first wish to better hopes inclined ; Marks the young dawn of every virtuous aim , And fans the smoking flax into a flame : His ears are open to the softest cry , His BOOK OF ...
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... Dust of the ground , and in thy nostrils breathed The breath of life ; in his own image He Created thee , in the image of God Express ; and thou becamest a living soul . BEAUTIES OF CREATION . BOWRING . OURS is a lovely world , how fair ...
... Dust of the ground , and in thy nostrils breathed The breath of life ; in his own image He Created thee , in the image of God Express ; and thou becamest a living soul . BEAUTIES OF CREATION . BOWRING . OURS is a lovely world , how fair ...
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... dust , and mountains melt away ; But fixed his word , his saving power remains- Thy realm for ever lasts , thy own Messiah reigns ! ODE TO THE SAVIOUR . MILMAN . For thou wert born of woman ! thou didst come , Oh Holiest to this world ...
... dust , and mountains melt away ; But fixed his word , his saving power remains- Thy realm for ever lasts , thy own Messiah reigns ! ODE TO THE SAVIOUR . MILMAN . For thou wert born of woman ! thou didst come , Oh Holiest to this world ...
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... dust , I relinquish my pride : From doubt and from darkness thou only canst free . And darkness and doubt are now flying away , No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn : So breaks on the traveller , faint and astray , The bright and the ...
... dust , I relinquish my pride : From doubt and from darkness thou only canst free . And darkness and doubt are now flying away , No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn : So breaks on the traveller , faint and astray , The bright and the ...
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... dust ! Helpless immortal ! insect infinite ! A worm ! a god ! -I tremble at myself , And in myself am lost . At home , a stranger , Thought wanders up and down , surprised , aghast , And wondering at her own . How reason reels ! O what ...
... dust ! Helpless immortal ! insect infinite ! A worm ! a god ! -I tremble at myself , And in myself am lost . At home , a stranger , Thought wanders up and down , surprised , aghast , And wondering at her own . How reason reels ! O what ...
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Términos y frases comunes
adore angels ANONYMOUS beam beauty behold beneath blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright brow CAROLINE BOWLES clouds dark dead death deep delight didst divine doth dread dreams dust dust to dust earth EDOM Eternity fade fair faith Father fear flowers glorious glory gone grave grief hand hast hath hear heart heaven Heaven's gate heavenly holy hope hour HYMN immortal Jesus life's light live long art thou look Lord lyre MARY HOWITT mercy morning mortal mother mountain mourn night o'er pain peace Pleiades praise prayer rapture repose rest rill rise round Samuel Miller Saviour seraphs shade shalt shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stars sweet tears tell tempest thine thou art Thou hast thoughts throne tomb tread Twas voice wake wandering wave weary weep wings
Pasajes populares
Página 61 - JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be ; Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition, God and heaven are still my own.
Página 171 - Ah! little think the gay licentious proud, "Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround ; They who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth And wanton, often cruel, riot waste ;— Ah ! little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain...
Página 106 - Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn. Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the Vale ! O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink...
Página 98 - FRIEND after friend departs ; Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying none were blest.
Página 13 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ; Thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair ; Thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sit'st above these Heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Página 36 - If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do, — Still He, who felt temptation's power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour.
Página 24 - First in his east the glorious lamp was seen, Regent of day, and all the horizon round Invested with bright rays, jocund to run His longitude through heaven's high road ; the gray Dawn and the Pleiades before him danced, Shedding sweet influence.
Página 206 - Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren, transported to greet; While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul.
Página 84 - Some angel guide my pencil, while I draw, What nothing less than angel can exceed ! A man on earth devoted to the skies ; Like ships in sea, while in, above the world. With aspect mild, and elevated eye, Behold him seated on a mount serene, Above the fogs of sense, and passion's storm ; All the black cares, and tumults, of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.
Página 48 - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore, Perfum'd with fresh fragrance, and glittering with dew, Nor yet for the ravage of winter I mourn; Kind Nature the embryo blossom will save.