The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volume 3W. Pickering, 1831 |
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... voice that speaks in thunder , Says , " Sinner , I am thine ! " VII . VANITY OF THE WORLD . GOD gives his mercies to be spent ; Your hoard will do your soul no good ; Gold is a blessing only lent , Repaid by giving others food . The ...
... voice that speaks in thunder , Says , " Sinner , I am thine ! " VII . VANITY OF THE WORLD . GOD gives his mercies to be spent ; Your hoard will do your soul no good ; Gold is a blessing only lent , Repaid by giving others food . The ...
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... voice of war again . " Ye no more your suns descending , Waning moons no more shall see ; But , your griefs for ever ending , Find eternal noon in me : God shall rise , and shining o'er you , Change to day the gloom of night ; He , the ...
... voice of war again . " Ye no more your suns descending , Waning moons no more shall see ; But , your griefs for ever ending , Find eternal noon in me : God shall rise , and shining o'er you , Change to day the gloom of night ; He , the ...
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... I know them , and I hate their din , Am weary of the bustling crowd ; But while their voice is heard within , I cannot serve thee as I would . Oh ! for the joy thy presence gives , What III . C HYMNS . 17 The House of Prayer.
... I know them , and I hate their din , Am weary of the bustling crowd ; But while their voice is heard within , I cannot serve thee as I would . Oh ! for the joy thy presence gives , What III . C HYMNS . 17 The House of Prayer.
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... voice of sovereign love ! Your youth is stain'd with many crimes , But mercy reigns above . True , you are young , but there's a stone Within the youngest breast ; Or half the crimes which you have done Would rob you of your rest . For ...
... voice of sovereign love ! Your youth is stain'd with many crimes , But mercy reigns above . True , you are young , but there's a stone Within the youngest breast ; Or half the crimes which you have done Would rob you of your rest . For ...
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... herds be there : Yet God the same abiding , His praise shall tune my voice ; For , while in him confiding , I cannot but rejoice . * Matthew vi . 34 . + Habakkuk iii . 17 , 18 . XLIX . TRUE PLEASURES . LORD , my soul with 48 HYMNS .
... herds be there : Yet God the same abiding , His praise shall tune my voice ; For , while in him confiding , I cannot but rejoice . * Matthew vi . 34 . + Habakkuk iii . 17 , 18 . XLIX . TRUE PLEASURES . LORD , my soul with 48 HYMNS .
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Palavras e frases frequentes
abode ANTISTROPHE bard Behold beneath birdlime birds blessing blest bliss blood boast bosom breast breath Cacus call'd CALLIMACHUS dark dear death deep delight divine docet Dryope dwell e'en earth eyes fair faith fame Faunus fear feel fill'd fire fix'd flame Formia give glory grace grief grove hand happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly Jesus Jove king labour lambs Latian Latium light live Lord lyre mind muse never night numbers nymphs o'er once pain Pallas pass'd peace Phoebus pleasure praise prayer prove reign repose rest rill sacred Saviour scene seek your home shades shalt shine shore sight sing Sinuessa skies smile song soon sorrow soul spirit spring stream sweet tears theme thine thou art thou hast thought THRACIAN Thyrsis Tiber trembling truth Twas verse vex'd VINCENT BOURNE voice Where'er WILLIAM HAYLEY wish youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 46 - The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by Thy sweet bounty made For those who follow Thee.
Página 1 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Página 48 - SOMETIMES a light -surprises The Christian, while he sings ; It is the Lord, who rises With healing in His wings : When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain.
Página 34 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Página 2 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road, That leads me to the Lamb.
Página 31 - A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, It gives — but borrows none. 3. The Hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat; His truths upon the nations rise,— They rise, but never set. 4. Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Página 38 - GOD of my life, to Thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint ! Where should I lodge my deep complaint ? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor...
Página 37 - THE billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wint'ry sky ; Out of the depths to thee I call, My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 O LORD, the pilot's part perform, And guide and guard me through the storm ; Defend me from each threat'ning ill, Control the waves, say,
Página 1 - OH ! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, — A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3...
Página 29 - WHAT various hindrances we meet • In coming to a mercy-seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there ? 2 Prayer makes the darken'd cloud withdraw, Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, Gives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.