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Página 11
... seek the scanty spring ? Where now thy pomp , which kings with envy view'd ? Where now thy might , which all those kings sub- dued ? No martial myriads muster in thy gate ; No suppliant nations in thy Temple wait ; No prophet bards ...
... seek the scanty spring ? Where now thy pomp , which kings with envy view'd ? Where now thy might , which all those kings sub- dued ? No martial myriads muster in thy gate ; No suppliant nations in thy Temple wait ; No prophet bards ...
Página 20
... seek their infant King . Marked ye , where , hovering o'er his radiant 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 ...
... seek their infant King . Marked ye , where , hovering o'er his radiant 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 ...
Página 36
... seek their numerous host in vain , Gone like the locust band , when whirlwinds bear Their flimsy legions through the waste of air . Enough of vengeance . By the glorious dead , Who bravely fell where youthful Lewis led , By Blucher's ...
... seek their numerous host in vain , Gone like the locust band , when whirlwinds bear Their flimsy legions through the waste of air . Enough of vengeance . By the glorious dead , Who bravely fell where youthful Lewis led , By Blucher's ...
Página 83
... , tyrants , to the rocks complain , Go , seek the mountain's cleft in vain ; But faith , victorious o'er the tomb , Shall sing for joy - the Lord is come . SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT . LUKE XXI . IN the 83 Second Sunday in Advent.
... , tyrants , to the rocks complain , Go , seek the mountain's cleft in vain ; But faith , victorious o'er the tomb , Shall sing for joy - the Lord is come . SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT . LUKE XXI . IN the 83 Second Sunday in Advent.
Página 95
... changeless virtue crowned Were all alike divine , Dependent on thy bounteous breath , We seek thy grace alone , In childhood , manhood , age and death , To keep us still thine own . SECOND SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY . O , hand of bounty 95.
... changeless virtue crowned Were all alike divine , Dependent on thy bounteous breath , We seek thy grace alone , In childhood , manhood , age and death , To keep us still thine own . SECOND SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY . O , hand of bounty 95.
Términos y frases comunes
Adrastus Alpheus ancient beam beneath blessed blest blood bore bounteous bower brave breast breath 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 rill saints Saviour Scythian shade shore Sicily song sons sorrow soul spear spirit spread SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY sway sweet swell sword Syracusa tears Thebes thee Theron's thine throne thunder toil tomb tower train tyrant's victory warrior waves weeping wild wing world is grown yonder youth zeal
Pasajes populares
Página 112 - Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, 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 purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty...
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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 ! HEBEK.
Página 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.
Página 81 - Hosanna to the incarnate Word ! To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, Let earth, let heaven, hosanna sing. 2 " Hosanna, Lord ! " thine angels cry. " Hosanna, Lord ! " thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around.
Página 82 - So in the last and dreadful day. When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again, Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest.
Página 93 - His head with the beasts of the stall : Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.
Página 139 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown : The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.