Seasons of Sorrow: Original PoemsHamilton, Adams and Company, 1845 - 207 Seiten |
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adoring angel anguish Behold beneath bless blest bliss bosom breast breath celestial charms clime Cowper despair display'd distress divine dread drest E'er earth endless esteem eternal evil exile faith fame favor'd fear feel fill'd fix'd flame flood gave gentle GEORGE WHITEFIELD give gloom glory glow gospel grace gracious grief hallow'd happy happy land heart heaven Hebrew honor'd hope immortal JEHOVAH kind land light live Lord lov'd lyre Maniac mankind mercy Midian mind misery mortal Moses mourn muse Nature's ne'er neath never o'er Oh Death pain Parnassian peace plain praise prayer precious pure rapture rest roll sacred saint Saviour scene seraphs share shore sighs skies smiles soothe soul sphere spirit STOURBRIDGE sublime sweet to sorrow tears tempests thee theme thou thought throne Tis sweet toil trembling truth twas weep wisdom woes worlds unknown youth zeal Zippora
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Seite 175 - When on Calvary I rest, God, in flesh made manifest, Shines in my Redeemer's face, Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 4 Here I would for ever stay, Weep and gaze my soul away; Thou art heaven on earth to me, Lovely, mournful Calvary.
Seite 179 - Lo, the lilies of the field, How their leaves instruction yield ! Hark to nature's lesson given By the blessed birds of Heaven. Every bush and tufted tree Warbles sweet philosophy ; ' Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow : God provideth for the morrow.
Seite 123 - He was as the morning star in the midst of a cloud, and as the moon at the full: as the sun shining upon the temple of the most High, and as the rainbow giving light in the bright clouds...
Seite 95 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all. And as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Seite 137 - More beautiful, or excellent, or fair, Than face of faithful friend, fairest when seen In darkest day ; and many sounds were sweet, Most ravishing, and pleasant to the ear ; But sweeter none than voice of faithful friend, Sweet always, sweetest, heard in loudest storm.
Seite 188 - That she loves to live alone ? Dost thou not at evening hour Feel some soft and secret power, Gliding o'er thy yielding mind, Leave sweet serenity behind ; While all disarm'd, the cares of day Steal through the falling gloom away ? Love to think thy lot was laid In this undistinguish'd shade.
Seite 137 - But sweeter none than voice of faithful friend, Sweet always, sweetest, heard in loudest storm. Some I remember, and will ne'er forget; My early friends, friends of my evil day; Friends in my mirth, friends in my misery too; Friends given by God in mercy and in love; My counsellors, my comforters, and guides...
Seite 99 - To these the Sire omnipotent unfolds The world's harmonious volume, there to read The transcript of himself. On every part They trace the bright impressions of his hand : In earth, or air, the meadow's purple stores, The moon's mild radiance, or the virgin's form Blooming with rosy smiles, they see portray'd That uncreated beauty which delights The mind supreme.
Seite 157 - ... closing eye ! Bright to the soul thy seraph hands convey The morning dream of life's eternal day— Then, then the triumph and the trance begin...
Seite 1 - ... been, though short, but cheerless." Is it so? Poor traveller! Oh tell me, tell me all, — For I, like thee, am but a Fugitive, An alien from delight, in this dark scene! And, now I mark thy features, I behold The cause of thy complaining. Thou art here A persecuted exile! one whose soul, • . Unbow'd by guilt, demands no patronage From blunted feeling, or the frozen hand Of gilded ostentation. Thou, poor priest ! Art here, a stranger; from thy kindred torn — Thy kindred massacred! thy quiet...