The Poetical Works of William Cowper, 3. köideW. Pickering, 1831 |
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... Fair Lady ! whose harmonious name " Sonnet- " As on a hill - top rude , when closing day Canzone " They mock my toil - the nymphs and " Sonnet - To Charles Deodati . Sonnet- " Lady ! it cannot be but that thine eyes " Sonnet- " Enamour ...
... Fair Lady ! whose harmonious name " Sonnet- " As on a hill - top rude , when closing day Canzone " They mock my toil - the nymphs and " Sonnet - To Charles Deodati . Sonnet- " Lady ! it cannot be but that thine eyes " Sonnet- " Enamour ...
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... PRAISE THEE . Isaiah xii . 1 . I WILL praise thee every day Now thine anger's turn'd away ! Comfortable thoughts arise From the bleeding sacrifice . Here , in the fair gospel - field , Wells 8 HYMNS . O Lord, I will praise thee.
... PRAISE THEE . Isaiah xii . 1 . I WILL praise thee every day Now thine anger's turn'd away ! Comfortable thoughts arise From the bleeding sacrifice . Here , in the fair gospel - field , Wells 8 HYMNS . O Lord, I will praise thee.
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William Cowper Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas. Here , in the fair gospel - field , Wells of free salvation yield Streams of life , a plenteous store , And my soul shall thirst no more . Jesus is become at length My salvation and my strength ...
William Cowper Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas. Here , in the fair gospel - field , Wells of free salvation yield Streams of life , a plenteous store , And my soul shall thirst no more . Jesus is become at length My salvation and my strength ...
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... Fair abodes I build for you ; Thorns of heart - felt tribulation Shall no more perplex your ways : You shall name your walls , Salvation , And your gates shall all be praise . There , like streams that feed the garden , Pleasures 10 ...
... Fair abodes I build for you ; Thorns of heart - felt tribulation Shall no more perplex your ways : You shall name your walls , Salvation , And your gates shall all be praise . There , like streams that feed the garden , Pleasures 10 ...
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... Fair is the lot that's cast for me ; I have an Advocate with thee ; They whom the world caresses most Have no such privilege to boast . Poor though I am , despised , forgot , " Yet God , my God , forgets me not : And he is safe , and ...
... Fair is the lot that's cast for me ; I have an Advocate with thee ; They whom the world caresses most Have no such privilege to boast . Poor though I am , despised , forgot , " Yet God , my God , forgets me not : And he is safe , and ...
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Page 46 - The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by Thy sweet bounty made For those who follow Thee.
Page 1 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Page 48 - SOMETIMES a light -surprises The Christian, while he sings ; It is the Lord, who rises With healing in His wings : When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain.
Page 34 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Page 2 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road, That leads me to the Lamb.
Page 31 - A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, It gives — but borrows none. 3. 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.
Page 38 - GOD of my life, to Thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint ! Where should I lodge my deep complaint ? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor...
Page 37 - THE billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wint'ry sky ; Out of the depths to thee I call, My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 O LORD, the pilot's part perform, And guide and guard me through the storm ; Defend me from each threat'ning ill, Control the waves, say,
Page 1 - OH ! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, — A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3...
Page 29 - WHAT various hindrances we meet • In coming to a mercy-seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there ? 2 Prayer makes the darken'd cloud withdraw, Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, Gives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.