The Christian's Book of Gems: A Selection of Sacred PoetryW.S. Orr, 1840 - 288 sider |
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... life shall rise , In heavenly beauty bright , Shall charm my ravish'd eyes , In tints of rainbow light ; Shall bloom unfading in the skies , And drink the dews of paradise . Oh ! this is blest relief My fainting heart it cheers ; It ...
... life shall rise , In heavenly beauty bright , Shall charm my ravish'd eyes , In tints of rainbow light ; Shall bloom unfading in the skies , And drink the dews of paradise . Oh ! this is blest relief My fainting heart it cheers ; It ...
Side 10
... truth delayed , And secret fond excuses idly made , Thou turnedst hopeful to the couch of death , Where life hung quiv'ring on the lab'ring breath . Sure here no false delay can charm the mind , 10 THE CHRISTIAN'S 10.
... truth delayed , And secret fond excuses idly made , Thou turnedst hopeful to the couch of death , Where life hung quiv'ring on the lab'ring breath . Sure here no false delay can charm the mind , 10 THE CHRISTIAN'S 10.
Side 11
... life's last tide forsakes the sinking frame , His thoughts are still of life , nor does he dwell On what he hopes of heav'n or fears of hell , Assents to all you tell of Christ and God , Of the soul's worth , and of its last abode BOOK ...
... life's last tide forsakes the sinking frame , His thoughts are still of life , nor does he dwell On what he hopes of heav'n or fears of hell , Assents to all you tell of Christ and God , Of the soul's worth , and of its last abode BOOK ...
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... a taste of joys above . I know his Spirit breathes in thee , To animate his people here ; May thy sweet truths prove life to me , Till in his presence I appear ! THE MARTYR'S HYMN . W. Johnson . HOLY Jesus ! 14 THE CHRISTIAN'S.
... a taste of joys above . I know his Spirit breathes in thee , To animate his people here ; May thy sweet truths prove life to me , Till in his presence I appear ! THE MARTYR'S HYMN . W. Johnson . HOLY Jesus ! 14 THE CHRISTIAN'S.
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... life , Threaded together on Time's string , Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal , glorious King . On Sunday heaven's gate stands ope ; Blessings are plentiful and rife , More plentiful than hope . Thou art a day of mirth ...
... life , Threaded together on Time's string , Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal , glorious King . On Sunday heaven's gate stands ope ; Blessings are plentiful and rife , More plentiful than hope . Thou art a day of mirth ...
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Andrew Marvell angels ask'd beams beauty beneath Bernard Barton blessed blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright calm clouds dark dead dear death delight despair divine doth dream dwell earth earthly Edmeston eternal fair faith farewell fear flowers friends Giles Fletcher gloom glorious glory grace grave grief H. F. Lyte hath heart heaven Heaven's open heavenly holy hope hour Jehovah Jesus land life's light live lone Lord love ye mercy mighty Wanderer morn mountains nature's ne'er night o'er Oh Mercy pass'd peace praise prayer pride raptured raven's nest rise round Sabbath saints Saul the king Saviour seem'd shine sigh sing sink to thy skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star Star of Bethlehem storm stream sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne thundering bands tomb voice weep wild wings
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Side 234 - Philosophy, baptized In the pure fountain of eternal love, Has eyes indeed; and viewing all she sees As meant to indicate a God to man, Gives him his praise, and forfeits not her own.
Side 133 - Hark ! hark ! — to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, — It is the Star of Bethlehem.
Side 134 - 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. Now safely moored — my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, for ever and for evermore, the Star— The Star of Bethlehem...
Side 179 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Side 131 - Die he, or justice must; unless for him Some other able, and as willing, pay The rigid satisfaction, death for death.
Side 279 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Side 47 - But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. Afid there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail: And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Side 47 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Side 180 - Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take : Till, in the ocean of Thy love, We lose ourselves in Heaven above ! John Keble.
Side 9 - And I heard a voice from heaven, as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of a great thunder ; and I heard the voice of harpers harping with their harps...