 | Massachusetts Historical Society - Massachusetts - 1826 - 666 pages
...and pity their sad groans, Where shall we go Lord Christ ? we turn to thee, Heal our back slidings, forward press shall we. Not we, but all thy Saints...seek to stay, That doth create him armies every day. E The Lords taking away by death many of his most eminent fen-ants from us, shewes, that either the... | |
 | American Antiquarian Society - United States - 1874 - 638 pages
...on thee daily call, Bottle their tears, and pity their sad groans. Where shall we go Lord Christ ? we turn to Thee, Heal our backslidings, forward press...seek to stay, That doth create him armies every day." There is a pious tenderness in the following: — " What courage was in Winthrope, it was thine, b'hepheard's... | |
 | Stedman, Edmund C. and Hutchinson Ellen M. - 1888 - 558 pages
...that on thee daily call, Bottle their tears, and pity their sad groans. Where shall we go Lord Christ? We turn to thee; Heal our backslidings, forward press...wonders to behold; Thou King of Saints, the Lord in battle stout Increase thy armies many thousand-fold. Oh Nations all, his anger seek to stay, That doth... | |
 | Edward Johnson - 1910 - 312 pages
...on thee daily call, Bottle their tears, and pity their sad groans. Where shall we go, Lord Christ? we turn to thee, Heal our back-slidings, forward press...seek to stay, That doth create him armies every day. E The Lords taking away by death many of his most eminent servants from us, shewes, that either the... | |
 | John Franklin Jameson - America - 1910 - 338 pages
...on thee daily call, Bottle their tears, and pity their sad groans. Where shall we go, Lord Christ ? we turn to thee, Heal our back-slidings, forward press...seek to stay, That doth create him armies every day. E The Lords taking away by death many of his most eminent servants from us, shewes, that either the... | |
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Here [hear] thy poor flocks that on thee daily call, Bottle their tears, and pity their sad groans. Where shall we go, Lord Christ? we turn to thee, Heal our back-slidings, forward press shall we. Not we, but all thy Saints the world throughout Shall... 