Hymns of the AgesJ.R. Osgood, 1877 |
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... hope , is varied misery ? Goe find some whispering fhade neare Arne or Po , And gently ' mong their violets throw Your weary'd limbs , and see if all those faire Enchantments can charme griefe or care . Our sorrowes ftill pursue us ...
... hope , is varied misery ? Goe find some whispering fhade neare Arne or Po , And gently ' mong their violets throw Your weary'd limbs , and see if all those faire Enchantments can charme griefe or care . Our sorrowes ftill pursue us ...
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... ( hope's true gage ) , And thus I'll take my pilgrimage . Blood must be my body's only balmer Whilft my soul , like a quiet Palmer , Travelleth towards the land of Heaven ; No other balm will there be given . Sir Walter Raleigh . 1522 ...
... ( hope's true gage ) , And thus I'll take my pilgrimage . Blood must be my body's only balmer Whilft my soul , like a quiet Palmer , Travelleth towards the land of Heaven ; No other balm will there be given . Sir Walter Raleigh . 1522 ...
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... hope to reft , I firft from what I daily wear , Begin to be undrest ; So in my grave ere I fhall be In bleft reposure laid , Of many rags yet worn by me I must be disarray'd . My fruitless hopes , my foolish fears , My luft , my lofty ...
... hope to reft , I firft from what I daily wear , Begin to be undrest ; So in my grave ere I fhall be In bleft reposure laid , Of many rags yet worn by me I must be disarray'd . My fruitless hopes , my foolish fears , My luft , my lofty ...
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... Hope , and all the meaner train Of moral virtues , at the door remain ; Love only enters as a native there , For , born in heaven , it does but sojourn here . Weak though we are , to love is no hard tafk , And love for love is all that ...
... Hope , and all the meaner train Of moral virtues , at the door remain ; Love only enters as a native there , For , born in heaven , it does but sojourn here . Weak though we are , to love is no hard tafk , And love for love is all that ...
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... We must dare the sorrow - wave , Many a fin - storm we must brave , Ere we reach our destined port . Sitting listening on the fhore To the ocean's restless roar , Never launching on the main , Can the merchant hope 46 Active Duty .
... We must dare the sorrow - wave , Many a fin - storm we must brave , Ere we reach our destined port . Sitting listening on the fhore To the ocean's restless roar , Never launching on the main , Can the merchant hope 46 Active Duty .
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Hymns of the Ages: Being Selections from Lyra Catholica, Germanica ..., Volumen2 Caroline Snowden Guild Sin vista previa disponible - 1861 |
Términos y frases comunes
angels aſk befide beſt bleffing bleft breaſt breath bright calm celeſtial Chrift clouds croſs darkneſs death divine doft doth dwell earth earthly eternal everlaſting evermore eyes faith Father fear fhade fhine fhore fhould filent fing fink fleep forever Francis Quarles ftand ftars ftill ftorms ftream ftrength ftrife ftrong George Wither give glory God's grace grief hath hear heart heaven heavenly Henry Vaughan holy hope hour HYMN Jeremy Taylor Jesus laft laſt life's light little longer Lord Madame Guyon mortal moſt muft muſt never night nought o'er orpharion paffing pain paſt Paul Gerhardt peace praise prayer refign reft reſt Robert Southwell Saviour ſhall ſhe ſhore ſkies ſky smile sorrow soul spirit ſtand ſtars ſtay ſtill sweet tears thee thine things THOMAS ELLWOOD Thomas Flatman Thou art Thou wilt thought throne toil truft unto voice weary Whilft wings
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Página 144 - What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
Página 151 - Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near...
Página 39 - Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Página 13 - How oft do they their silver bowers leave To come to succour us, that succour want ? How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant Against foul fiends, to aid us militant? They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us plant, And all for love and nothing for reward, O why should heavenly God to men have such regard *." This agrees with what is recorded of St.
Página 140 - Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; Come quickly from above, Write thy new name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of Love.
Página 202 - To me remains nor place nor time ; My country is in every clime ; I can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there.
Página 142 - Our emptiness and woe ; And lead us in those paths of life Where all the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire ! and purge our hearts Like sacrificial flame ; Let our whole soul an offering be To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the dew ! and sweetly blesa This consecrated hour ; May barrenness rejoice to own Thy fertilizing power.
Página 241 - We saw not the angels who met him there, The gates of the city we could not see; Over the river, over the river, My brother stands waiting to welcome me. Over the river the boatman pale Carried another, — the household pet; Her brown curls waved in the gentle gale, — Darling Minnie!
Página 143 - ABIDE with me ! fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide : When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me ! 2.
Página 1 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.