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... waters still .. 140 When life is forgot and night hath power 195 When marshall'd on the nightly plain 141 When my breast labours with oppressive 35 When on Sinai's top I see When spring unlocks the flowers When the first day - beam ...
... waters still .. 140 When life is forgot and night hath power 195 When marshall'd on the nightly plain 141 When my breast labours with oppressive 35 When on Sinai's top I see When spring unlocks the flowers When the first day - beam ...
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... waters yield ; The morning light , the evening shade , For me alternate rise and fade : Thou didst my soul o'erflow with joy ; - O let thy praise my lips employ . My spirit would thy wonders trace Thro ' yonder ether - realms of space ...
... waters yield ; The morning light , the evening shade , For me alternate rise and fade : Thou didst my soul o'erflow with joy ; - O let thy praise my lips employ . My spirit would thy wonders trace Thro ' yonder ether - realms of space ...
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... water , Earth , aire , and fire . Of all things that subsist , He hath the list ; Of all the heavenly host , or what earth claimes , He keeps the scrole , and calls them by their names . And now , my God , by thine illumining grace ...
... water , Earth , aire , and fire . Of all things that subsist , He hath the list ; Of all the heavenly host , or what earth claimes , He keeps the scrole , and calls them by their names . And now , my God , by thine illumining grace ...
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... water in the sea , All this magnificence in Thee is lost- What are ten thousand worlds compared to Thee ? And what am I then ? ' Heaven's unnum- ber'd host , Though multiplied by myriads , and arrayed In all the glory of sublimest ...
... water in the sea , All this magnificence in Thee is lost- What are ten thousand worlds compared to Thee ? And what am I then ? ' Heaven's unnum- ber'd host , Though multiplied by myriads , and arrayed In all the glory of sublimest ...
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... waters round her winding shores ; The new - born world in their cool arms em- bracing , And with soft murmurs still her banks caressing . At length she rose complete in finish'd pride , All fair and spotless , like a virgin bride ...
... waters round her winding shores ; The new - born world in their cool arms em- bracing , And with soft murmurs still her banks caressing . At length she rose complete in finish'd pride , All fair and spotless , like a virgin bride ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
angels ANON art thou beam beauty behold beneath bless blest bliss blood divine bloom breast breath bright charms clouds COWPER dark dead death deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth EDMESTON eternal fair fear flowers gale gaze Gethsemane gloom glorious glory golden grace grave hand HAREBELL harp hast hath hear heart heaven hope hosannas hour immortal Israel Jehovah Jesus King light living Lord mercy mighty morning mortal mountains muse nature's night o'er pale peace poison'd POLLOK praise pride quire rapture reign rill rise rose round scene seraphs shade shine sigh sight silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring staind Star of Bethlehem stars storm stream sublime sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thought thro throne tomb trembling Twas vale voice wave weep wild winds wings
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 232 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Seite 90 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain. He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan. Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown.
Seite 83 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, And shadows forth its glory.
Seite 182 - Lord, thy guests away. 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost ; Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord ! thy guests away.
Seite 118 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Seite 216 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave: And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Seite 19 - LET us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Seite 164 - Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. Plenteous...
Seite 228 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.
Seite 176 - Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be...