The Poetical Works of William Cowper, 3. köideW. Pickering, 1831 |
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... Grace and Providence ...... LXVI . I will praise the Lord at all times .................. .... .......... Fragment of a Hymn ..... TRANSLATIONS FROM THE FRENCH OF MADAME DE LA 688888 62 63 63 64 65 58 59 60 61 MOTHE GUION . The Nativity ...
... Grace and Providence ...... LXVI . I will praise the Lord at all times .................. .... .......... Fragment of a Hymn ..... TRANSLATIONS FROM THE FRENCH OF MADAME DE LA 688888 62 63 63 64 65 58 59 60 61 MOTHE GUION . The Nativity ...
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... grace divine , That meet us in his word ! May every deep - felt care of mine Be trusted with the Lord . * 1 Sam . xxiii . 27 . ↑ Jonah i . 17 . Wait for his seasonable aid , And though it tarry 2 HYMNS . Jehovah-Jireh The Lord will ...
... grace divine , That meet us in his word ! May every deep - felt care of mine Be trusted with the Lord . * 1 Sam . xxiii . 27 . ↑ Jonah i . 17 . Wait for his seasonable aid , And though it tarry 2 HYMNS . Jehovah-Jireh The Lord will ...
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... grace , Thou everlasting lover Of our unworthy race ! Thy gracious eye survey'd us Ere stars were seen above ; In wisdom thou hast made us , And died for us in love . And couldst thou be delighted With creatures such as we , Who , when ...
... grace , Thou everlasting lover Of our unworthy race ! Thy gracious eye survey'd us Ere stars were seen above ; In wisdom thou hast made us , And died for us in love . And couldst thou be delighted With creatures such as we , Who , when ...
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... . 6 . When I would speak what thou hast done To save me from my sin , I cannot make thy mercies known , But self - applause creeps in . Divine desire , that holy flame Thy grace creates in HYMNS . 11 Jehovah our Righteousness.
... . 6 . When I would speak what thou hast done To save me from my sin , I cannot make thy mercies known , But self - applause creeps in . Divine desire , that holy flame Thy grace creates in HYMNS . 11 Jehovah our Righteousness.
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William Cowper Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas. Divine desire , that holy flame Thy grace creates in me ; Alas ! impatience is its name , When it returns to thee . This heart , a fountain of vile thoughts , How does it overflow ! While self ...
William Cowper Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas. Divine desire , that holy flame Thy grace creates in me ; Alas ! impatience is its name , When it returns to thee . This heart , a fountain of vile thoughts , How does it overflow ! While self ...
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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.