 | 1784 - 196 oldal
...mtffenger of reft ! I hate the fins that made thee mourn', And drove thee from my bualt. The deareft idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne^ And worfliip only thee. . , So (hall my walk be clofe with God, Calm and ferene my frame ; So purer light... | |
 | John Newton, William Cowper - 1797 - 356 oldal
...from my Ire iit: • Rom. viii. 36. f Heb. sii. »4. 5 The deareft idol I have known, • • • i Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, Arid worfhip only thee. 6 So fhall my walk be clofe with God, Calm and ferene my frame ; So purer light... | |
 | Herbert Mends - 1801 - 432 oldal
...enjoy'd ! How sweet their memory still ! But now I find an aching void, The world can never fill. IV. Return, O holy dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest...that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. v. The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship... | |
 | Edward Williams, James Boden - 1801 - 586 oldal
...meflenger of reft ; I hate the fins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breaft. 5 The deareft idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worfhip only thee. 6 So fhall my walk be clofe with God, Calm and ferene my frame ; So purer light... | |
 | Methodist Episcopal Church - 1805 - 308 oldal
...meffcnger of reft: I hate the fins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breaft. 5 The deareft idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne ; And worlhip only .thee. 6 So (hall my walk be clofe with God, Calm and fcrene my frame ; 80 purer light... | |
 | Ralph Williston - 1806 - 436 oldal
...enjoy 'd! How sweet their mem'ry still ! But they have left an aching void, The world can never fill. 4. Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of...to- tear it from thy throne,, And worship only thee. S. So shall my walk be close with Calm and sereBe my frame ; So purer light sh^Jl .mark the road That... | |
 | 1806 - 118 oldal
...mcflenger of reft ; 1 hate the fins which made thee motra, And drove thee from my bread. The deareft idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worihip only thee. So mall my walk be clofe with God, Calm and ferene my frame ; And light divine mark... | |
 | George Richards - 1806 - 394 oldal
...enjoy'd! How sweet their mem'ry still! But they have left an aching void, The world can never fill. 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest: I hate the sins that made me mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help... | |
 | John Newton - 1808 - 712 oldal
...enjoy 'd ! How sweet their mem'ry still ! But they have left an aching void, The world can never fill. 4 Return, O holy Dove, return ! Sweet messenger of...And drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol 1 have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. 6 So... | |
 | Charles Buck - 1808 - 332 oldal
...then enjoy'd ! How sweet their memory still! But now I find an aching void The world can never fill. Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet Messenger of Rest ; I hate the sins that made thee mcurn, And drove thee from my breast.* Thus to many Christians the remembrance of past experience,... | |
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Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne And worship only thee. 
