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... SCRIPTURES . Kelly . I LOVE the sacred Book of God ; No other can its place supply : It points me to the saints above ; It gives me wings , and bids me fly . Sweet book , in thee my eyes discern The image BOOK OF GEMS . 13.
... SCRIPTURES . Kelly . I LOVE the sacred Book of God ; No other can its place supply : It points me to the saints above ; It gives me wings , and bids me fly . Sweet book , in thee my eyes discern The image BOOK OF GEMS . 13.
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... wings , to borrow Robes of angels ' bright array . Set , O set my spirit free ; Let me die , to live with thee ! Now I see thee , Saviour , bending From thy glorious throne on high : See the cherubim descending , With the chariots of ...
... wings , to borrow Robes of angels ' bright array . Set , O set my spirit free ; Let me die , to live with thee ! Now I see thee , Saviour , bending From thy glorious throne on high : See the cherubim descending , With the chariots of ...
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... wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing , Sings in the shade when all things rest : —In lark and nightingale we see What honour hath humility . When Mary chose " the better part , " She meekly sat ...
... wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing , Sings in the shade when all things rest : —In lark and nightingale we see What honour hath humility . When Mary chose " the better part , " She meekly sat ...
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... wings of flame , The glorious hosts of Zion came ; High heav'n with songs of triumph rung While thus they struck their harps and sung : - O Zion ! lift thy raptured eye , The long - expected hour is nigh ; The joys of nature rise again ...
... wings of flame , The glorious hosts of Zion came ; High heav'n with songs of triumph rung While thus they struck their harps and sung : - O Zion ! lift thy raptured eye , The long - expected hour is nigh ; The joys of nature rise again ...
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... wings on the blast , And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill , And their hearts but once heaved , and for ever grew still . And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide ...
... wings on the blast , And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill , And their hearts but once heaved , and for ever grew still . And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide ...
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Andrew Marvell angels ask'd beams beauty beneath Bernard Barton blessed blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright calm clouds dark dead dear death delight despair divine doth dream dwell earth earthly Edmeston eternal fair faith farewell fear flowers friends Giles Fletcher gloom glorious glory grace grave grief H. F. Lyte hath heart heaven Heaven's open heavenly holy hope hour Jehovah Jesus land life's light live lone Lord love ye mercy mighty Wanderer morn mountains nature's ne'er night o'er Oh Mercy pass'd peace praise prayer pride raptured raven's nest rise round Sabbath saints Saul the king Saviour seem'd shine sigh sing sink to thy skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star Star of Bethlehem storm stream sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne thundering bands tomb voice weep wild wings
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Page 234 - Philosophy, baptized In the pure fountain of eternal love, Has eyes indeed; and viewing all she sees As meant to indicate a God to man, Gives him his praise, and forfeits not her own.
Page 133 - Hark ! hark ! — to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, — It is the Star of Bethlehem.
Page 134 - It was my guide, my light, my all, it bade my dark forebodings cease ; and through the storm and danger's thrall it led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored — my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, for ever and for evermore, the Star— The Star of Bethlehem...
Page 179 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live : Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Page 131 - Die he, or justice must; unless for him Some other able, and as willing, pay The rigid satisfaction, death for death.
Page 279 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Page 47 - But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. Afid there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail: And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Page 47 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Page 180 - Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take : Till, in the ocean of Thy love, We lose ourselves in Heaven above ! John Keble.
Page 9 - And I heard a voice from heaven, as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of a great thunder ; and I heard the voice of harpers harping with their harps...