The Bee: A Collection of Poems, Chiefly Designed for the YoungJoseph Blundell, 187, Great Britain-Street, 1828 - 180 pages |
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... hands were spread , And bent each infant knee , " Forbid them not , " the Saviour said , And so he says for me . Though now he is not here below , But on his heavenly hill ; To him may little children go , And seek a blessing still . B ...
... hands were spread , And bent each infant knee , " Forbid them not , " the Saviour said , And so he says for me . Though now he is not here below , But on his heavenly hill ; To him may little children go , And seek a blessing still . B ...
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... hands too feeble are One service to apply , - And not a little does it know What kind of world ' tis come into . The lamb sports gaily on the grass , When scarcely born a day ; The foal , beside its mother ass , Trots frolicking away ...
... hands too feeble are One service to apply , - And not a little does it know What kind of world ' tis come into . The lamb sports gaily on the grass , When scarcely born a day ; The foal , beside its mother ass , Trots frolicking away ...
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... Since God regards the orphan's cry , Oh what have I to fear ? If I am rich , he'll guard my heart , Temptation to withstand , And make me willing to impart The bounties of his hand , If I am poor he can supply Who has my 14.
... Since God regards the orphan's cry , Oh what have I to fear ? If I am rich , he'll guard my heart , Temptation to withstand , And make me willing to impart The bounties of his hand , If I am poor he can supply Who has my 14.
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... hand that feeds us still : Give us our bread , and make us rest Contented in thy will . Our sins before thee we confess ; Oh may they be forgiv'n ; As we to others mercy show , We mercy beg from heav'n . Still let thy grace our life ...
... hand that feeds us still : Give us our bread , and make us rest Contented in thy will . Our sins before thee we confess ; Oh may they be forgiv'n ; As we to others mercy show , We mercy beg from heav'n . Still let thy grace our life ...
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... hands they were thin , And she must have starv'd , as so many have done , If she had not been bless'd with a good little son . But he lov'd her well — like a dutiful lad , He thought her the very best friend that he had , And now to ...
... hands they were thin , And she must have starv'd , as so many have done , If she had not been bless'd with a good little son . But he lov'd her well — like a dutiful lad , He thought her the very best friend that he had , And now to ...
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Page 83 - Though in the paths of death I tread. With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord ! art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Page 94 - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way!
Page 55 - There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
Page 153 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Page 154 - Mercies, O my God, My rising Soul surveys; Transported with the View, I'm lost In Wonder, Love, and Praise. W! O how shall Words with equal Warmth The Gratitude declare That glows within my Ravish'd Heart ! But thou canst read it there. Thy Providence my Life sustain'd And all my Wants redrest, When in the silent Womb I lay, And hung upon the Breast.
Page 115 - And darkness and doubt are now flying away, No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn : So breaks on the traveller, faint and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See truth, love, and mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of death smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb ! EARLY PIETY.
Page 174 - 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 41 - Tis the voice of the sluggard ; I heard him complain, " You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again." As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed, Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his heavy head. "A little more sleep, and a little more slumber...
Page 67 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite 'day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.
Page 144 - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.