The Poetical Works of William Cowper, 3. köideWilliam Pickering, 1831 |
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... feel thy touch : Deep - wounded souls to thee repair , And , Saviour , we are such . Our faith is feeble , we confess , We faintly trust thy word ; But wilt thou pity us the less ? Be that far from thee , Lord ! Remember him who once ...
... feel thy touch : Deep - wounded souls to thee repair , And , Saviour , we are such . Our faith is feeble , we confess , We faintly trust thy word ; But wilt thou pity us the less ? Be that far from thee , Lord ! Remember him who once ...
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... mine A contrite heart or no ? I hear , but seem to hear in vain , Insensible as steel ; If ought is felt , ' tis only pain , To find I cannot feel . I sometimes think myself inclined To love thee , if HYMNS . 9 The contrite Heart.
... mine A contrite heart or no ? I hear , but seem to hear in vain , Insensible as steel ; If ought is felt , ' tis only pain , To find I cannot feel . I sometimes think myself inclined To love thee , if HYMNS . 9 The contrite Heart.
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... feel another mind , Averse to all that's good . My best desires are faint and few , I fain would strive for more ; But when I cry , " My strength renew , " Seem weaker than before . Thy saints are comforted , I know , And love thy house ...
... feel another mind , Averse to all that's good . My best desires are faint and few , I fain would strive for more ; But when I cry , " My strength renew , " Seem weaker than before . Thy saints are comforted , I know , And love thy house ...
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... feel oppression , Hear the voice of war again . " Ye no more your suns descending , Waning moons no more shall see ; But , your griefs for ever ending , Find eternal noon in me : God shall rise , and shining o'er you , Change to day the ...
... feel oppression , Hear the voice of war again . " Ye no more your suns descending , Waning moons no more shall see ; But , your griefs for ever ending , Find eternal noon in me : God shall rise , and shining o'er you , Change to day the ...
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... feel for your unhappy state , ( May you regard it too ) And would awhile ourselves forget pour out prayer for you . Το We see , though you perceive it not , The approaching awful doom ; O tremble at the solemn thought , And flee the ...
... feel for your unhappy state , ( May you regard it too ) And would awhile ourselves forget pour out prayer for you . Το We see , though you perceive it not , The approaching awful doom ; O tremble at the solemn thought , And flee the ...
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abode Æneas ANTISTROPHE bard Behold beneath birdlime birds blessing blest bliss blood boast bosom breast breath Cacus call'd CALLIMACHUS dark dear death deep delight Delos divine docet Dryope dwell e'en earth eyes fair faith fame Faunus fear feel fill'd fire fix'd flame give glory grace grief grove hand happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly Jesus Jove king labour lambs Latian Latium light live Lord lyre mind muse never night numbers nymphs o'er once pain Pallas pass'd peace Phoebus pleasure praise prayer prove reign repose rest rill sacred Saviour scene seek your home shades shalt shine shore sight sing skies smile song soon sorrow soul spirit spring stream sweet tears theme thine thou art thou hast thought THRACIAN Thyrsis Tiber trembling truth Twas verse vex'd VINCENT BOURNE voice Where'er WILLIAM HAYLEY wish youth
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Page 32 - 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 44 - The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by Thy sweet bounty made For those who follow Thee.
Page 46 - 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 14 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Page 315 - Atlantic billows roared, When such a destined wretch as I, Washed headlong from on board, Of friends, of hope, of all bereft, His floating home for ever left.
Page 317 - No poet wept him : but the page Of narrative sincere, That tells his name, his worth, his age, Is wet with Anson's tear. And tears by bards or heroes shed Alike immortalize the dead. I therefore purpose not, or dream, Descanting on his fate, To give the melancholy theme, A more enduring date. But misery still delights to trace Its 'semblance in another's case. No voice divine the storm allay'd, No- light propitious shone; When, snatch'd from all effectual aid, We perish'd each alone : But I beneath...
Page 250 - Kempenfelt is gone; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock; She sprang no fatal leak. She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Page 32 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 29 - 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 36 - 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...