Divine Songs, Attempted in Easy Language: For the Use of Children, 219. részHenry Mozley and Sons. Sold by Jolland, Cowie & Company, Poultry, London., 1847 - 71 oldal |
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Almighty babe BEGGAR'S PETITION Behold betimes Bible bless your store blest blood breath builds her cell child COMMON METRE creatures curse danger dare days are dwindled death delight DIVINE SONGS door dwell e'er earth eyes Father Father's law fear flower forbidden fruit fulfil The business give glorious glory grace grow hard to store harden'd hear HEAVEN AND HELL heavenly holy word hope HOSANNA hour HYMN Jews King learn How Christ let me love limbs have borne Lord LORD'S DAY morning mother neat she spreads never obey offer'd pardon parents honour due Parents or Governors play poor profane railing read and pray reigns rise Satan shines sing his praise sins skilfully she builds sluggard slumber Son of God SONG II SONG VII sonnets soul spreads the wax taught tell tempt thee There's thy law thy name thy word tongue Twill wicked wonders Young sinners youth
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49. oldal - tis to see A whole assembly worship thee ! At once they sing, at once they pray ; They hear of heaven, and learn the way. I have been there, and still would go ; 'Tis like a little heaven below : Not all my pleasure and my play Shall tempt me to forget this day.
52. oldal - To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven.
66. oldal - Just such is the Christian ; his course he begins, Like the sun in a mist, when he mourns for his sins, And melts into tears ; then he breaks out and shines, And travels his heavenly way : But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace, And gives a sure hope, at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array.
33. oldal - DOGS DELIGHT to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight. For 'tis their nature too. But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes.
11. oldal - I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food ; He formed the creatures with His word, And then pronounced them good.
46. oldal - When from the chambers of the east His morning race begins, He never tires, nor stops to rest, But round the world he shines. So, like the sun, would I fulfil The business of the day: Begin my work betimes, and still March on my heavenly way. Give me, O Lord, thy early grace, Nor let my soul complain That the young morning of my days Has all been spent in vain.
31. oldal - But liars we can never trust, Though they should speak the thing that's true ; And he that does one fault at first, And lies to hide it, makes it two.
70. oldal - PITY the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door ; Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span ; Oh ! give relie-t", and Heaven will bless your store.
68. oldal - Soft and easy is thy cradle; Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay: When His birthplace was a stable, And His softest bed was hay.
67. oldal - HUSH ! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy bead.