The Works of Mrs. Elizabeth Rowe: Letters moral & entertaining, pt. 3. Devout exercises of the heart. Poems & translations by Mr. Thomas RoweJ. & A. Arch, 1796 |
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... praise . Thus , in the Patriarch's days , the Jewish swains , Who fed their flocks on Mamre's fruitful plains , Worship'd Jehovah in the woods and field , And prais'd his name for all the fruit they yield ; Implor'd his mercy to direct ...
... praise . Thus , in the Patriarch's days , the Jewish swains , Who fed their flocks on Mamre's fruitful plains , Worship'd Jehovah in the woods and field , And prais'd his name for all the fruit they yield ; Implor'd his mercy to direct ...
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... praise thee ! But how art " thou to be extolled by mortal man ? the language " of Paradise , the strains of immortality , fall short " of thy perfections ; the first - born sons of light " lose themselves in blissful admiration , in ...
... praise thee ! But how art " thou to be extolled by mortal man ? the language " of Paradise , the strains of immortality , fall short " of thy perfections ; the first - born sons of light " lose themselves in blissful admiration , in ...
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... praise thee ! But how art " thon to be extolled by mortal man ? the language " of Paradise , the strains of immortality , fall short " of thy perfections ; the first - born sons of light " lose themselves in blissful admiration , in ...
... praise thee ! But how art " thon to be extolled by mortal man ? the language " of Paradise , the strains of immortality , fall short " of thy perfections ; the first - born sons of light " lose themselves in blissful admiration , in ...
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... praise . ” " Thou didst prepare for the waters their capa- " cious bed , and set bounds to the raging billows ; by thee the hills were crowned with plenty , and " the vallies dressed in their flowery pride ; the " summer and winter ...
... praise . ” " Thou didst prepare for the waters their capa- " cious bed , and set bounds to the raging billows ; by thee the hills were crowned with plenty , and " the vallies dressed in their flowery pride ; the " summer and winter ...
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... praise ; Who , though eternity they give , While heroes in their numbers live , Yet these resign their tuncful breath , And Wit must yield to mightier Death . Ev'n I , the lowest of the throng , Unskill'd in verse , or artful song ...
... praise ; Who , though eternity they give , While heroes in their numbers live , Yet these resign their tuncful breath , And Wit must yield to mightier Death . Ev'n I , the lowest of the throng , Unskill'd in verse , or artful song ...
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Page 157 - This poor man cried, and the Lord heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.
Page 157 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
Page 77 - One shall say, I am the Lord's; and another shall call himself by the name of Jacob; and another shall subscribe with his hand unto the Lord, and surname himself by the name of Israel.
Page 157 - Come and hear, all ye that fear the Lord, and I will tell you what He has done for my soul ?
Page 157 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Page 117 - There, said they, is mount Zion, the heavenly Jerusalem, the innumerable company of Angels, and the Spirits of just men made perfect.
Page 153 - They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and thou shalt make them drink of the river of thy pleasures. For with thee is the fountain of life: in thy light shall we see light.
Page 77 - My God ! my chief delight ? Why are my thoughts no more, by day, — With thee, no more by night \ 2 Why should my foolish passions rove ? Where can such sweetness be, As I have tasted in thy love, — . As I have found in thee...
Page 77 - He is the Rock, his work is perfect: For all his ways are judgment: A God of truth and without iniquity, Just and right is he.
Page 89 - I WAITED patiently for the Lord ; And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, And set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.