A Real Treasure for the Pious MindJohn Babcock, 1797 - 96 sider |
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Side 19
... Those gloomy fears that rise ; And see the Canaan , which I love , With unbeclouded eyes ! Clafp'd in my heav'nly Father's arms , I would forget to breathe , And lofe my life amidst the charms Of fo divine a death . The Ufe of Riches ...
... Those gloomy fears that rise ; And see the Canaan , which I love , With unbeclouded eyes ! Clafp'd in my heav'nly Father's arms , I would forget to breathe , And lofe my life amidst the charms Of fo divine a death . The Ufe of Riches ...
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... those blifsful minutes gone ) when , with a modeft aflurance , I could call thee " my Father , my almighty Friend , my de- fence , my hope , and my exceeding great re- ward : " But thofe glorious advantages are loft , thofe ravishing ...
... those blifsful minutes gone ) when , with a modeft aflurance , I could call thee " my Father , my almighty Friend , my de- fence , my hope , and my exceeding great re- ward : " But thofe glorious advantages are loft , thofe ravishing ...
Side 23
hold my Maker ? Muft I never meet those fmiles that fiill the heavenly inhabitants with unutterable joys ; thofe fmiles which enlight- en the celeftial region , and make everlasting day above ? In vain then have thefe wretched eyes ...
hold my Maker ? Muft I never meet those fmiles that fiill the heavenly inhabitants with unutterable joys ; thofe fmiles which enlight- en the celeftial region , and make everlasting day above ? In vain then have thefe wretched eyes ...
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... those watry graves ? See one poor bark , as it were hangs upon the broken wave . O how much is to be learned by a storm ? It is God that raiseth the stormy wind , which lifteth up the waves of the fea ; they mount up to heaven , they go ...
... those watry graves ? See one poor bark , as it were hangs upon the broken wave . O how much is to be learned by a storm ? It is God that raiseth the stormy wind , which lifteth up the waves of the fea ; they mount up to heaven , they go ...
Side 57
... those heavenly airs that are played to the de- parted fouls of good men upon their first arri- val in Paradife , to wear out the impreffions of the laft agonies , and qualify them for the pleaf- ures of that happy place . My heart ...
... those heavenly airs that are played to the de- parted fouls of good men upon their first arri- val in Paradife , to wear out the impreffions of the laft agonies , and qualify them for the pleaf- ures of that happy place . My heart ...
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adore Almighty Art thou bleffed blood caft Canaan Chrift Chriftian cloud darkneſs death defcends defire diftrefs divine doft earth eternal everlaſting eyes fafe faid faints faith feek feem feveral fhades fhall fhew fhine fhort fhould fide figh fing finners firft fkies flain fleep fleſh fmiles folemn fome fong foon forrows foul fpirit fpread fpring ftand ftill ftood ftorm ftream fuch fuffer fure fweet glorious glory goodneſs grace happineſs hath heart heaven heavenly hide holy immortal itſelf Jefus know that thou laft light live Lord mercy mortal muft muſt myfelf pafs pain perfon pleafures praife praiſe prefence Profperity promife raiſed reafon Redeemer reft reigns rife Satan Saviour ſcenes ſhall Sophron ſtate ſtorm taſte thee thefe theſe thine thing thofe thoſe thou art thou art God thou feeft thought thouſand thro throne whofe wings
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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.