The Bee: A Collection of Poems, Chiefly Designed for the YoungJoseph Blundell, 187, Great Britain-Street, 1828 - 180 oldal |
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27. oldal
... feet . Yet I must weep : I cannot stay These tears , that trickle while I bend , Since thou art pleas'd to take away So dear , so very dear a friend . And now I recollect with pain The many times I griev'd her sore ; Oh , if she would ...
... feet . Yet I must weep : I cannot stay These tears , that trickle while I bend , Since thou art pleas'd to take away So dear , so very dear a friend . And now I recollect with pain The many times I griev'd her sore ; Oh , if she would ...
33. oldal
... feet had never trod ; Yet there I could not be alone , On every side there would be God . He smiles in heaven , He frowns to hell He fills the air , the earth , the sea ; I must within his presence dwell ; I cannot from his anger flee ...
... feet had never trod ; Yet there I could not be alone , On every side there would be God . He smiles in heaven , He frowns to hell He fills the air , the earth , the sea ; I must within his presence dwell ; I cannot from his anger flee ...
55. oldal
... feet . " Where shall that land , that spot of earth be found ? ' Art thou a man ? -a patriot ? -look around ; Oh ! thou shall find , howe'er thy footsteps roam , That land , thy country - and that spot , thy home THE DANGER OF DELAY ...
... feet . " Where shall that land , that spot of earth be found ? ' Art thou a man ? -a patriot ? -look around ; Oh ! thou shall find , howe'er thy footsteps roam , That land , thy country - and that spot , thy home THE DANGER OF DELAY ...
57. oldal
... let thy fear within me dwell , Thy love my footsteps guide ; That love shall vainer loves expel , That fear all fears beside . Do thou my erring feet secure ; O lead me far from ill ; And keep me upright , just , and pure , 57.
... let thy fear within me dwell , Thy love my footsteps guide ; That love shall vainer loves expel , That fear all fears beside . Do thou my erring feet secure ; O lead me far from ill ; And keep me upright , just , and pure , 57.
62. oldal
... feet how vainly does he ply ! Poor , helpless insect ! and will no one save ? Will no one snatch thee from the threat'ning grave ? My finger's top shall prove a friendly shore ; There , trembler , all thy dangers now are o'er , Wipe thy ...
... feet how vainly does he ply ! Poor , helpless insect ! and will no one save ? Will no one snatch thee from the threat'ning grave ? My finger's top shall prove a friendly shore ; There , trembler , all thy dangers now are o'er , Wipe thy ...
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betimes bless'd blessings blest bloom bread breast breath bright burst of joy child Christ creature darkness dear death delight divine dwell earth eternal ev'ry everlasting fair faith fear flow'rs forgive Gittite give glory GOLDEN MEAN grace grief happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope humble immortal Jesus land lawless range light little maid live Lord will provide morning mortal Mother mourn ne'er Negro Boy never night o'er pain path peace perfect law pleasant spring pleasure poor porringer pow'r pray prayer pride reign reign o'er rest rich rise Saviour shine sight sing sinners sins skies sleep smiling soul spirit spread star star of Bethlehem sweet Teach tears thee thine thou art thought throne thy love Thy mercy thy praise truth Twas Twill vex'd voice vows to thee wakes the dead wings wisdom word youth
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83. oldal - Though in the paths of death I tread. With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord ! art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
94. oldal - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way!
55. oldal - There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
153. oldal - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
154. oldal - Mercies, O my God, My rising Soul surveys; Transported with the View, I'm lost In Wonder, Love, and Praise. W! O how shall Words with equal Warmth The Gratitude declare That glows within my Ravish'd Heart ! But thou canst read it there. Thy Providence my Life sustain'd And all my Wants redrest, When in the silent Womb I lay, And hung upon the Breast.
115. oldal - And darkness and doubt are now flying away, No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn : So breaks on the traveller, faint and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See truth, love, and mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of death smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb ! EARLY PIETY.
174. oldal - 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.
41. oldal - Tis the voice of the sluggard ; I heard him complain, " You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again." As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed, Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his heavy head. "A little more sleep, and a little more slumber...
67. oldal - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite 'day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.
144. oldal - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.