A Real Treasure for the Pious MindJohn Babcock, 1797 - 96 sider |
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therefore , Lord grant that I may live every day in thy fight , as I defire to appear the laft day in thy prefence . STILL out of the deepest abyfs Of trouble I mournfully cry ; And pine to recover my peace , And fee my redeemer and die ...
therefore , Lord grant that I may live every day in thy fight , as I defire to appear the laft day in thy prefence . STILL out of the deepest abyfs Of trouble I mournfully cry ; And pine to recover my peace , And fee my redeemer and die ...
Side 10
... fight of the world . He that is a precious Chriftian to the Lord , is a precife puritan to the world ; he that is glo- rious to an heavenly faint , is odious to an earth- ly fpirit ; but it is a fign thou art an Egyptian when that cloud ...
... fight of the world . He that is a precious Chriftian to the Lord , is a precife puritan to the world ; he that is glo- rious to an heavenly faint , is odious to an earth- ly fpirit ; but it is a fign thou art an Egyptian when that cloud ...
Side 30
... fight of Death and deftruction in the field of battle , Where blood and carnage clothe the ground in crimson , Sounding in death groans ? 2. Death willinvade us by the means appointed , And we must all bow to the king of terrors ; Nor ...
... fight of Death and deftruction in the field of battle , Where blood and carnage clothe the ground in crimson , Sounding in death groans ? 2. Death willinvade us by the means appointed , And we must all bow to the king of terrors ; Nor ...
Side 31
... fight of mortals Struck blind by luftre ! 5. Good is Jehovah in bestowing fun - fhine , Nor lefs his goodnefs in the ftorm and thunder : Mercies and judgement both proceed from kindness- Infinite kindness . 6. O then exult , that God ...
... fight of mortals Struck blind by luftre ! 5. Good is Jehovah in bestowing fun - fhine , Nor lefs his goodnefs in the ftorm and thunder : Mercies and judgement both proceed from kindness- Infinite kindness . 6. O then exult , that God ...
Side 49
... fight ! But rofes will not always laft . Yet ftill Sophronia pleas'd . Nor time , nor care Could take her youthful bloom away : Virtue has charms which nothing can impair ; Beauty like her's could ne'er decay . Grace is a facred plant ...
... fight ! But rofes will not always laft . Yet ftill Sophronia pleas'd . Nor time , nor care Could take her youthful bloom away : Virtue has charms which nothing can impair ; Beauty like her's could ne'er decay . Grace is a facred plant ...
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Side 62 - I might fly away to those happy seats; but the genius told me there was no passage to them, except through the gates of death that I saw opening every moment upon the bridge. The islands...
Side 57 - I drew near with that reverence which is due to a superior nature; and as my heart was entirely subdued by the captivating strains I had heard, I fell down at his feet and wept. The Genius smiled upon me with a look of compassion and...
Side 33 - Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for men ! But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus the dead revives again ! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! Up to his Father's court he flies ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies.
Side 59 - ... hundred. As I was counting the arches the genius told me that this bridge consisted at first of a thousand arches ; but that a great flood swept away the rest, and left the bridge in the ruinous condition I now beheld it. But tell me further, said he, what thou discoverest on it. I see multitudes of people passing over it...
Side 60 - Some were looking up towards the heavens in a thoughtful posture, and in the midst of a speculation stumbled and fell out of sight. Multitudes were very busy in the pursuit of bubbles that glittered in their eyes and danced before them, but often when they thought themselves within the reach of them their footing failed and down they sunk.
Side 58 - The genius smiled upon me with a look of compassion and affability that familiarized him to my imagination, and at once dispelled all the fears and apprehensions with which I approached him. He lifted me from the ground, and taking me by the hand, Mirza, said he, I have heard thee in thy soliloquies; follow me.
Side 59 - ... them into the tide, and immediately disappeared. These hidden pit-falls were set very thick at the entrance of the bridge, so that throngs of people no sooner broke through the cloud, but many of them fell into them. They grew thinner towards the middle, but multiplied and lay closer together towards the end of the arches that were entire.
Side 27 - Born Thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
Side 59 - There were indeed some persons, but their number was very small, that continued a kind of hobbling march on the broken arches, but fell through one after another, being quite tired and spent with so long a walk.
Side 57 - Surely, said I, man is but a shadow, and life a dream. Whilst I was thus musing, I cast my eyes towards the summit of a rock that was not far from me, where I discovered one in the habit of a shepherd, with a little musical instrument in his hand.