Lyra Cœlestis: Hymns on HeavenGould and Lincoln, 1863 - 360 pàgines |
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Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Frases i termes més freqüents
adore angels ANNE STEELE beams beauty behold blessed blest bliss bloom breast breath bright celestial CHARLES WESLEY CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT cheer cherub band cherubim Christ crown dark dear death divine doth dust dust to dust dwell earth earthly EDMUND SPENSER eternal everlasting evermore eyes fair faith Father fear flowers gates glad glorious glory golden grace grief Hallelujah hand happy harps hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY VAUGHAN holy hope hosannas immortal ISAAC WATTS Jerusalem Jesus King Lamb land life's light living Lord meet mortal mourn never night o'er Oh song pain peace PHILIP DODDRIDGE praise pure Redeemer reign rest rise river round saints Saviour seraph shine sigh sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit stars strife Sweet babes tarry tears thee thine thou art throne thy love toil tomb voice wait weary weep wings
Passatges populars
Pàgina 379 - Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Pàgina 278 - He that hath found some fledged bird's nest may know, At first sight, if the bird be flown ; But what fair well or grove he sings in now, That is to him unknown.
Pàgina 66 - When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see ? O happy harbour of the Saints!
Pàgina 77 - There, like streams that feed the garden, Pleasures without end shall flow ; For the Lord, your faith rewarding, All his bounty shall bestow : Still in undisturbed possession Peace and righteousness shall reign ; Never shall you feel oppression, Hear the voice of war again.
Pàgina 28 - Ye stars are but the shining dust Of my divine abode, The pavement of those heavenly courts, Where I shall reign with God.
Pàgina 317 - Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, And cast your bright crowns at His feet, His grace and His glory display, And all His rich mercy repeat : He snatched you from hell and the grave, He ransomed from death and despair ; For you He was mighty to save, Almighty to bring you safe there.
Pàgina 243 - If the way be drear, If the foe be near, Let not faithless fears o'ertake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us ; For, through many a foe, To our home we go.
Pàgina 123 - O happy souls that pray, Where God appoints to hear ! O happy men, that pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still ; And happy they That love the way To Zion's hill.
Pàgina 268 - A CLOUD lay cradled near the setting sun ; A gleam of crimson tinged its braided snow : Long had I watched the glory moving on, O'er the still radiance of the lake below ; Tranquil its spirit seemed, and floated slow, E'en in its very motion there was rest ; While every breath of eve that chanced to blow, Wafted the traveller to the beauteous west.
Pàgina 65 - Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ! Thou hast no time, bright day ! Dear fountain of refreshment To pilgrims far away ! Upon the Rock of Ages They raise thy holy tower ; Thine is the victor's laurel, And thine the golden dower.