The Church Seasons Historically and Poetically IllustratedJames Hogg & Son, 1869 - 511 páginas |
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... thee thy suppliants call Truth , or Good , or One , or All , Ei , or Jao , Thee we hail , Essence that can never fail ; Grecian or barbaric name , Thy stedfast being still the same . Thee , when the morning greets the skics With rosy ...
... thee thy suppliants call Truth , or Good , or One , or All , Ei , or Jao , Thee we hail , Essence that can never fail ; Grecian or barbaric name , Thy stedfast being still the same . Thee , when the morning greets the skics With rosy ...
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... Thee there ! Weep , O my soul , ere that great hour and day , When God shall shine in manifest array , Thy sin , that thou may'st be In that strict judgment free ! The terror ! -hell - fire fierce and unsufficed : The bitter worm : the ...
... Thee there ! Weep , O my soul , ere that great hour and day , When God shall shine in manifest array , Thy sin , that thou may'st be In that strict judgment free ! The terror ! -hell - fire fierce and unsufficed : The bitter worm : the ...
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... Thee , In humbleness and gratitude , our hearts shall offered be ; And greenly , as the festal bough that on Thy altar lies , Our souls , our bodies , all be Thine , a living sacrifice ! Yet once again Thy sign shall be upon the heavens ...
... Thee , In humbleness and gratitude , our hearts shall offered be ; And greenly , as the festal bough that on Thy altar lies , Our souls , our bodies , all be Thine , a living sacrifice ! Yet once again Thy sign shall be upon the heavens ...
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... thee , Here I made my home , All my worth I brought thee , Vile am I become ; All thy joys redressing On my birthday morn , Give my GODHEAD'S Blessing , In a stable born . Thousand , thousand praises , JESUS , for Thy love , While my ...
... thee , Here I made my home , All my worth I brought thee , Vile am I become ; All thy joys redressing On my birthday morn , Give my GODHEAD'S Blessing , In a stable born . Thousand , thousand praises , JESUS , for Thy love , While my ...
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... Thee ? My soul's a shepherd too : a flock it feeds Of thoughts , and words , and deeds . The pasture is Thy word ; the streams , Thy grace , Enriching all the place . Shepherd and flock shall sing , and all my powers Out - sing the ...
... Thee ? My soul's a shepherd too : a flock it feeds Of thoughts , and words , and deeds . The pasture is Thy word ; the streams , Thy grace , Enriching all the place . Shepherd and flock shall sing , and all my powers Out - sing the ...
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The Church Seasons Historically and Poetically Illustrated Alexander Henley Grant Vista completa - 1869 |
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Página 63 - As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong: The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity...
Página 104 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Página 63 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Página 134 - Wilt Thou forgive that sin where I begun, Which was my sin, though it were done before ? Wilt Thou forgive that sin through' which I run, And do run still, though still I do deplore ? When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done, For I have more.
Página 89 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Página 63 - And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part; Filling from time to time his 'humorous stage' With all the Persons, down to palsied Age, That Life brings with her in her equipage; As if his whole vocation Were endless imitation.
Página 63 - Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by...
Página 391 - O ! th' exceeding grace Of highest God that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed Angels He sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
Página 38 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy...
Página 105 - And sullen Moloch, fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol all of blackest hue; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue ; The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis and Orus and the dog Anubis, haste.