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... head . Yet shines your praise , amid surrounding gloom , As the lone lamp that trembles in the tomb : For few the souls that spurn a tyrant's chain , And small the bounds of freedom's scanty reign . As the poor outcast on the cheerless ...
... head . Yet shines your praise , amid surrounding gloom , As the lone lamp that trembles in the tomb : For few the souls that spurn a tyrant's chain , And small the bounds of freedom's scanty reign . As the poor outcast on the cheerless ...
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... head , nor bid your eye Revere the sacred smile of infancy . Such now the clans , whose fiery coursers feed Where waves on Kishon's bank the whispering reed ; And theirs the soil , where , curling to the skies , Smokes on Samaria's ...
... head , nor bid your eye Revere the sacred smile of infancy . Such now the clans , whose fiery coursers feed Where waves on Kishon's bank the whispering reed ; And theirs the soil , where , curling to the skies , Smokes on Samaria's ...
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... head ; To Israel's woes a pitying ear incline , And raise from earth thy long - neglected vine . Her rifled fruits behold the heathen bear , And wild - wood boars her mangled clusters tear . Was it for this she stretched her peopled ...
... head ; To Israel's woes a pitying ear incline , And raise from earth thy long - neglected vine . Her rifled fruits behold the heathen bear , And wild - wood boars her mangled clusters tear . Was it for this she stretched her peopled ...
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... head , The dove's white wings celestial glory shed ? Daughter of Sion , virgin queen , rejoice : Clap the glad hand , and lift the exulting voice . He comes , but not in regal splendor drest , The haughty diadem , the Tyrian vest ; Not ...
... head , The dove's white wings celestial glory shed ? Daughter of Sion , virgin queen , rejoice : Clap the glad hand , and lift the exulting voice . He comes , but not in regal splendor drest , The haughty diadem , the Tyrian vest ; Not ...
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... were seen , And all the bounties of the British queen ; There barb'rous kings their sandaled nations led , And steel - clad champions bowed the crested head . There , when her fiery race the desert poured , PALESTINE . 23.
... were seen , And all the bounties of the British queen ; There barb'rous kings their sandaled nations led , And steel - clad champions bowed the crested head . There , when her fiery race the desert poured , PALESTINE . 23.
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Adrastus Alpheus ancient Asturia beam beneath blessed blest blood bounteous bower brave breast 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 reign rill saints Saviour Scythian shade shore Sicily song sons sorrow soul spear spirit spread SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY sway sweet swell sword tears Thebes thee Theron's thine throne thunder toil tomb tower train tyrant's victory warrior waves weeping wild wing world is grown wreath yonder youth zeal
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Page 88 - T^'HE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar : 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 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 145 - And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom ! Thou art gone to the grave ! we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of Mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may die, for the Sinless has died...
Page 95 - Lo, such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. By cool Siloam's shady rill The lily must decay ; The rose that blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away.
Page 74 - GOD, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light, Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the night. May Thine angel guards defend us, Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, Holy dreams and hopes attend us, This live-long night.
Page 68 - But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, thy prayers ascend for me.
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 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.