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... thee ? Hath not thy voice been here amongst us heard ? And that deep soul of gentleness and power , Have we not felt its breath in every word , Wont from thy lip , as Hermon's dew , to shower ? Yes ! in our hearts thy fervent thoughts ...
... thee ? Hath not thy voice been here amongst us heard ? And that deep soul of gentleness and power , Have we not felt its breath in every word , Wont from thy lip , as Hermon's dew , to shower ? Yes ! in our hearts thy fervent thoughts ...
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... thy wasted land ; Though weak , and whelmed beneath the storms of fate , Thy house is left unto thee desolate ; Though thy proud stones in cumbrous ruin fall , And seas of sand o'ertop thy mouldering wall ; Yet 12 PALESTINE .
... thy wasted land ; Though weak , and whelmed beneath the storms of fate , Thy house is left unto thee desolate ; Though thy proud stones in cumbrous ruin fall , And seas of sand o'ertop thy mouldering wall ; Yet 12 PALESTINE .
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... thee his ivory load behemoth bore , And far Sofala teemed with golden ore ; Thine all the arts that wait on wealth's increase , Or bask and wanton in the beam of peace . When Tyber slept beneath the cypress gloom , And silence held the ...
... thee his ivory load behemoth bore , And far Sofala teemed with golden ore ; Thine all the arts that wait on wealth's increase , Or bask and wanton in the beam of peace . When Tyber slept beneath the cypress gloom , And silence held the ...
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... thee cold and still , Stunned by the wrath of Heaven , on Pratzen's hill . O , on that hill may no kind month renew The fertile rain , the sparkling summer dew . Accursed of God , may those bleak summits tell The field of anger where ...
... thee cold and still , Stunned by the wrath of Heaven , on Pratzen's hill . O , on that hill may no kind month renew The fertile rain , the sparkling summer dew . Accursed of God , may those bleak summits tell The field of anger where ...
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... thee , Brandenburgh , the sound Of Poland's wailing drags thee to the ground , And drunk with guilt , thy harlot lips shall know The bitter dregs of Austria's cup of wo . ' Enough of vengeance . O'er the ensanguined plain I gaze , and ...
... thee , Brandenburgh , the sound Of Poland's wailing drags thee to the ground , And drunk with guilt , thy harlot lips shall know The bitter dregs of Austria's cup of wo . ' Enough of vengeance . O'er the ensanguined plain I gaze , and ...
Términos y frases comunes
Adrastus Alpheus ancient beam beneath blessed blest blood bore bounteous bower brave breast breath bright bright promise brow chariot cherub coral strand coursers Cronian crown dare dark dead death Didst dread dwell E'en earth Edom falchion fame fear feeble fiery flame flood flower Freedom's glorious glory gods grave Greece harp hast hath heart hill holy hope Hosanna hour Israel Jesus Jove joy in heaven king Laius Latian light Lord lyre mercy mortal mourn muse nature's night numbers o'er ocean pale Pisa's pomp praise prayer pride proud Psaumis race rill saints Saviour Scythian shade shore Sicily song sons sorrow soul spear spirit spread SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY sway sweet swell sword Syracusa tears Thebes thee Theron's thine throne thunder toil tomb tower train tyrant's victory warrior waves weeping wild wing world is grown yonder youth zeal
Pasajes populares
Página 112 - Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art holy, there is none beside Thee, Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty...
Página 88 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. " Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong ; Who follows in His train...
Página 139 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Página 95 - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
Página 140 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign ! HEBEK.
Página 142 - BREAD of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By Whom th.e words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead ; 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed ; And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed.
Página 81 - Hosanna to the incarnate Word ! To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, Let earth, let heaven, hosanna sing. 2 " Hosanna, Lord ! " thine angels cry. " Hosanna, Lord ! " thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around.
Página 82 - So in the last and dreadful day. When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again, Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest.
Página 93 - His head with the beasts of the stall : Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.
Página 139 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown : The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.