Sacred Poetry: I'll Tune My Harp, I'll Strike Its WiresWilliam Oliphant, 1829 - 388 páginas |
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... weary life's best hour , And covet longer woe ! 6 The cause is conscience - conscience oft Her tale of guilt renews : Her voice is terrible , tho ' soft , And dread of death ensues . 7 Then anxious to be longer spared , Man mourns his ...
... weary life's best hour , And covet longer woe ! 6 The cause is conscience - conscience oft Her tale of guilt renews : Her voice is terrible , tho ' soft , And dread of death ensues . 7 Then anxious to be longer spared , Man mourns his ...
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... weary travellers at length Within her sacred walls repose . 6 O ! sweet abode of peace and love , Where pilgrims , freed from toil , are blest ! Had I the pinions of a dove , I'd fly to thee and be at rest . 7 But hush , my soul , nor ...
... weary travellers at length Within her sacred walls repose . 6 O ! sweet abode of peace and love , Where pilgrims , freed from toil , are blest ! Had I the pinions of a dove , I'd fly to thee and be at rest . 7 But hush , my soul , nor ...
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... shade , Welcome to my weary head ! Welcome slumbers to mine eyes , Tired with glaring vanities ! My great Master still allows Needful periods of repose . KELLY . 2 By my heavenly Father blest , Thus I give SACRED POETRY . 55.
... shade , Welcome to my weary head ! Welcome slumbers to mine eyes , Tired with glaring vanities ! My great Master still allows Needful periods of repose . KELLY . 2 By my heavenly Father blest , Thus I give SACRED POETRY . 55.
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... weary mortals spread , Where they may rest the aching head , And find repose in heaven ! 3 There is a home for weary souls , By sin and sorrow driven ; When tust on life's tempestuous shoals , Where storms arise , and ocean rolls , And ...
... weary mortals spread , Where they may rest the aching head , And find repose in heaven ! 3 There is a home for weary souls , By sin and sorrow driven ; When tust on life's tempestuous shoals , Where storms arise , and ocean rolls , And ...
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... weary of lingering here , And I to your Saviour belong : I'm fetter'd and chain'd up in clay , I struggle and pant to be free ; I long to be soaring away , My God and my Saviour to see ! 4 I want to put on my attire , Wash'd white in ...
... weary of lingering here , And I to your Saviour belong : I'm fetter'd and chain'd up in clay , I struggle and pant to be free ; I long to be soaring away , My God and my Saviour to see ! 4 I want to put on my attire , Wash'd white in ...
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