Sabbath Recreations: Or, Select Poetry of a Religious KindOtis, Broaders, 1839 - 288페이지 |
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... Song of Saul before his last Battle , Destruction of Sennacherib , The Haven , Russian Poetry , translated by Grave of a Christian ,. The Hermit ,. Hymn to the Stars , Address to the Stars , Byron . 132 Id . 133 J. Bowring . 134 ...
... Song of Saul before his last Battle , Destruction of Sennacherib , The Haven , Russian Poetry , translated by Grave of a Christian ,. The Hermit ,. Hymn to the Stars , Address to the Stars , Byron . 132 Id . 133 J. Bowring . 134 ...
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... song of the angel band , As o'er them was unrolled The starry glory ; and there came This burst of heavenly song From mellow tubes and lips of flame , In chorus loud and long : - " To God be glory ! for , this day , Hath shot from ...
... song of the angel band , As o'er them was unrolled The starry glory ; and there came This burst of heavenly song From mellow tubes and lips of flame , In chorus loud and long : - " To God be glory ! for , this day , Hath shot from ...
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... song , alas ! is hushed , That all her tales of triumph told , And mute is every voice that gushed In music to her harps of gold ; And could my lyre attune its string To lofty themes they loved of yore , Alas ! my lips could only sing ...
... song , alas ! is hushed , That all her tales of triumph told , And mute is every voice that gushed In music to her harps of gold ; And could my lyre attune its string To lofty themes they loved of yore , Alas ! my lips could only sing ...
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... song ; And the tempest's deadliest shafts are aimed From the midst of the dark clouds ' throng . The clouds ! the clouds ! -My childish days Are past , my heart is old ; But here and there a feeling stays , That never can grow cold ...
... song ; And the tempest's deadliest shafts are aimed From the midst of the dark clouds ' throng . The clouds ! the clouds ! -My childish days Are past , my heart is old ; But here and there a feeling stays , That never can grow cold ...
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... songs , beneath , above , Have one burden - God is love . All the hopes and fears that start From the fountain of the heart ; All the quiet bliss that lies , All our human sympathies— These are voices from above , Sweetly whispering ...
... songs , beneath , above , Have one burden - God is love . All the hopes and fears that start From the fountain of the heart ; All the quiet bliss that lies , All our human sympathies— These are voices from above , Sweetly whispering ...
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amaranthine angels ATHEISM beams beauty beneath Bernard Barton bids bless bless'd bliss bloom bosom bowers breast breath bright brow calm Caroline Fry child clouds cold dark death DESTRUCTION OF SENNACHERIB divine dust earth earthly Edmeston Emily Taylor eternal fade fair faith fear feel fire flowers gloom glorious glory glow grace grave grief hath hear heart heaven heavenly Herbert Knowles holy hope hour HYMN Israel life's light lonely Lord lyre mercy mighty mighty hand morn mortal mourn ne'er never night o'er pale peace praise prayer rest rill rise roll rose round Sabbath sacred Savior scene shade shine sigh silent skies sleep smile song soothe sorrow soul sound sphere spirit spring Star of Bethlehem stars storm stream sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thought throne tomb tongue tread vale voice wakes wandering wave weep wind wings youth
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275 페이지 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
274 페이지 - Thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitt'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. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
202 페이지 - And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home...
113 페이지 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. His purposes will...
205 페이지 - With priest's and warrior's voice between, No portents now our foes' amaze — Forsaken Israel wanders lone; Our fathers would not know Thy ways, And Thou hast left them to their own. But, present, still though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosperous day! Be thoughts of Thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray. And O, when stoops on Judah's path In shade and storm the frequent night.
176 페이지 - O'er mountain, tower, and town. Or, mirror'd in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem. As when the. eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
279 페이지 - These, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of thee.
167 페이지 - To heaven he led his followers' way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, Unveiling an immortal day. 3 " Come, wanderers, to my Father's home ; Come, all ye weary ones, and rest.
81 페이지 - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace.
275 페이지 - Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honor to the world's great Author rise...