The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599페이지 |
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... LORD in thine anger do not reprehend me Nor in thy hot displeasure me correct ; Pity me Lord for I am much deject Am very weak and faint ; heal and amend me , For all my bones , that even with anguish ake , Are troubled , yea my soul is ...
... LORD in thine anger do not reprehend me Nor in thy hot displeasure me correct ; Pity me Lord for I am much deject Am very weak and faint ; heal and amend me , For all my bones , that even with anguish ake , Are troubled , yea my soul is ...
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... Lord will also then bestow Whatever thing is good Our Land shall forth in plenty throw Her fruits to be our food . 13 Before him Righteousness shall go His Royal Harbinger , * Then will he come , and not be slow His footsteps cannot err ...
... Lord will also then bestow Whatever thing is good Our Land shall forth in plenty throw Her fruits to be our food . 13 Before him Righteousness shall go His Royal Harbinger , * Then will he come , and not be slow His footsteps cannot err ...
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... Lord , And glorifie thy name . 10 For great thou art , and wonders great By thy strong hand are done , Thou in thy everlasting Seat Remainest God alone . II Teach me O Lord thy way most right , I in thy truth will bide , To fear thy ...
... Lord , And glorifie thy name . 10 For great thou art , and wonders great By thy strong hand are done , Thou in thy everlasting Seat Remainest God alone . II Teach me O Lord thy way most right , I in thy truth will bide , To fear thy ...
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