The Harp of Zion: A Collection of Poems, &c

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S.W. Richards, 1853 - 223 sider
 

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Side 146 - And there shall be signs in the sun, and in the moon, and in the stars; and upon the earth distress of nations, with perplexity; the sea and the waves roaring...
Side 214 - For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away : but the Word of the Lord endureth for ever. And this is the Word which by the Gospel is preached unto you.
Side i - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Side 163 - Come on! my brave comrades, now 's the time you should speak, The storm-fiend is roused from his long dreamy sleep. Our watch-word, for safety in Zion, shall be, I am sent! I am sent! dying Bab'lon to thee, — I am sent! I am sent! take this warning and flee.
Side 123 - And they sung a new song, saying, "Thou art worthy to take the book and to open the seals thereof; for thou wast slain and hast redeemed us to God by thy blood out of every kindred and tongue and people and nation; and hast made us unto our God kings and priests; and we shall reign on the earth.
Side 63 - Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow: The rest is all but leather and prunella.
Side 163 - I'll kneel, While Mormon tells truth, or God's prophets reveal ! Up, up with tie truth, let its power touch the mind, And I'll warrant we'll soon leave the selfish behind. Up, up with the truth, let its power bend the knee, I am sent ! I am sent ! dying Bab'lon to -thee, I am sent ! I am sent ! take this warning and flee. " The arm of the tyrant, fell terror...
Side 163 - The rose that all are praising," is, perhaps, the most characteristic ; and with it we may conclude the specimens of Mormon devotional poetry : — " The God that others worship is not the God for me ; He has no parts nor body, and cannot hear nor see ; But...
Side 214 - The cities of London, Amsterdam, Constantinople, and Jerusalem all appeared in succession before me ; and the Spirit said unto me, 'Here are many of the children of Abraham whom I will gather to the land that I gave to their fathers, and here also is the field of your labors.
Side 163 - I'll warrant we'll soon leave the selfish behind. Up, up with the truth, let its power bend the knee, I am sent ! I am sent ! dying Bab'lon, to thee, I am sent ! I am sent ! take this warning and flee. ' The arm of the tyrant, fell terror may spread, Yet, tho...

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