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... hear . At Albion's call your crested pride resume , And burst the marble slumbers of the tomb . Your sons behold , in arm , in heart the same , Still press the footsteps of parental fame , To Salem still their generous aid supply , And ...
... hear . At Albion's call your crested pride resume , And burst the marble slumbers of the tomb . Your sons behold , in arm , in heart the same , Still press the footsteps of parental fame , To Salem still their generous aid supply , And ...
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... hear , To catch the war - note on the quivering gale , And bid the blood red paths of conquest hail . O , song of hope , too long delusive strain . And hear we now thy flattering voice again ? But late , alas , I left thee cold and ...
... hear , To catch the war - note on the quivering gale , And bid the blood red paths of conquest hail . O , song of hope , too long delusive strain . And hear we now thy flattering voice again ? But late , alas , I left thee cold and ...
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... hear Fall in soft whispers on my love - lorn ear ; My daily guest , who wont my steps to guide Through the green walks of scented even - tide , Or stretched with me in noonday ease along , To list the reaper's chaunt , or throstle's ...
... hear Fall in soft whispers on my love - lorn ear ; My daily guest , who wont my steps to guide Through the green walks of scented even - tide , Or stretched with me in noonday ease along , To list the reaper's chaunt , or throstle's ...
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... hear . ' Spirit , ' I cried , ' dread teacher , yet declare , In that good fight , shall Albion's arm be there ? Can Albion , brave , and wise , and proud , refrain To hail a kindred soul , and link her fate with Spain ? Too long her ...
... hear . ' Spirit , ' I cried , ' dread teacher , yet declare , In that good fight , shall Albion's arm be there ? Can Albion , brave , and wise , and proud , refrain To hail a kindred soul , and link her fate with Spain ? Too long her ...
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... hear thy voice and know thy love ; And when the toils of life are done , And nature waits thy dread decree , To find our rest beneath thy throne , And look , in humble hope , to Thee . F INNOCENT'S DAY . O weep not o'er thy children's ...
... hear thy voice and know thy love ; And when the toils of life are done , And nature waits thy dread decree , To find our rest beneath thy throne , And look , in humble hope , to Thee . F INNOCENT'S DAY . O weep not o'er thy children's ...
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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.