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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 ...
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Page 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?
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 68 - When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay, And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.
Page 112 - 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...
Page 143 - BENEATH our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven. 2 Their names are graven on the stone, Their bones are in the clay ; And ere another day is done, Ourselves may be as they.
Page 81 - Hosanna, Lord, thine angels cry; Hosanna, Lord, thy saints reply ; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound ; Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest.
Page 82 - But chiefest in our cleansed breast, Eternal bid Thy Spirit rest; And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy Thee. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest!
Page 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.
Page 93 - Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest or gold from the mine?