The Harp of Zion: A Collection of Poems, &cS.W. Richards, 1853 - 223 sider |
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ACROSTIC Bab'lon blast that blaws blessings blest bliss bright brother cauld barren blast celestial chyme claim crown curse dark dear death dread dwell e'en e'er earth Ephraim's eternal ev'ry faithful fame Farewell fear feel fire flow fond FRANKLIN D friends friendship gather give glorious glory God's Gospel grief happy happy day heart Heaven Heavenly holy holy fire honour hope Hughie impart inspire labours land laureled bays life's light live Lord meek mind Mormon mortal mount Seir mountain muse ne'er neath o'er ORSON PRATT peace Perpetual Emigrating Fund praise Prophets pure reign rhyme Saints scorn Scotland sing sister song soul sound spirit stars strange strike the lyre sugh sweet tear of grief tears tell thee There's thine things thou thought thrones Truth twas Twelve Apostles Twill virtue word Zion Zion's
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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...