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" What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave • - . Legions of angels can't confine me there. "
The guide of the Hebrew student, an epitome of sacred history, with easy ... - 69. oldal
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Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1798 - 386 oldal
...what dread ! . Alternately transported, and alarm'd! What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave, Legions of angels can't confine me there. 90 'Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs Sleep's soft dominion spreads,...

The Works of the Author of the Night - Thoughts. In Three Volumes ..., 2. kötet

Edward Young - 1802
...joy, what dread! Alternately transported, and alarm'd ! "What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread :...

The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, 2. kötet

Edward Young - 1802
...joy, what dread! Alternately transported, and alarm'd ! What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; Legions of angels can't confine me there. Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread : What...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - 361 oldal
...what dread ! ..Alternately transported, and alarm'd ! What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread : ,...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - 361 oldal
...joy, what dread ! Alternately transported, and alarm'd ! What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread :...

A Plea for Religion and the Sacred Writings: Addressed to the Disciples of ...

David Simpson - 1803 - 351 oldal
...saved, where shall the ungodly and the sinner appear ? " What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! " An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave : " Legions of angels can't confine me there." ReflecT: then, MY COUNTRYMEN, upon your situation. Be the Scriptures true or false; be JESUS CHRIST...

The Art of Speaking: Containing. An Essay, in which are Given Rules for ...

James Burgh - 1804 - 291 oldal
...Insect infinite ! A -worm ! A God ! I tremble at myself 7 What can preserve my life'? or what destroy ? An Angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave, Legions of angels can't conjine me there. XXXII. SEEMING CIVILITY. The meeting between the knight of thi Red Cross, attended...

The Complaint, Or, Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1805 - 258 oldal
...joy, what dread ! Alternately transported, and alarm d ! What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's arm, can't snatch me from the grave : Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture : all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spreads,...

The Poetical Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward Young: With the Life of ..., 1. kötet

Edward Young - 1805
...! what dread ! Alternately transported and alarmed ! What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave: Legions of angels can't confine me there. . 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof. While o'er my limbs Sleep's soft dominion spread,...

Poëmes ou morceaux détachés de differens auteurs anglais, traduits en vers ...

Albin-Joseph-Ulpien Hennet - 1806
...joy, what dread! Alternately-transported, and alarm'd ! "What can preserve my life! or what destroy! An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. Maïs quel être plus grand, plus étonnant encor , A son gré lui dispense cl la vie et la mort ?...




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