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Strana xv - Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus, and his word ? What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void, The world can never fill.
Strana xiv - follow Tliee, • There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! . • There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise." This is the language of first love—pure, tender,
Strana xiv - and 45 in Book III. of the Olney Collection, especially the latter, beginning, " Far from the world, O Lord, I flee;" every syllable of which is the direct expression of present personal experience. " The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For
Strana 533 - And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth; * Garth.
Strana 510 - did, and won it too, For he got first to town; Nor stopped till where he had got up He did again got down. Now let us sing, Long live the king, And Gilpin long live he; And, when he next doth ride abroad, May I be there to see
Strana 532 - know me safe and warmly laid; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or confectionary plum! The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed: All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that kuew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks, That
Strana lii - I was a stricken deer, that left the herd Long since. With many an arrow deep infixed My panting side was charged, when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades. There was I found by one who had himself Been hurt by
Strana 301 - His mind with meanings that he never had, Or, having, kept concealed. Some drill and bore The solid earth, and from the strata there Extract a register, by which we learn, That he who made it, and revealed its date To Moses, was
Strana 531 - word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return. What ardently I wished, I long believed, And, disappointed still, was still deceived. By expectation every day beguiled, Dupe of to.morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad to-morrow came and went, Till,
Strana 370 - t' enjoy With a propriety that none can feel, But who, with filial confidence inspired, Can lift to Heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say—" My father made them all!" Are they not his by a peculiar right, And by an emphasis of int'rest his, Whose eye they fill with tears of holy joy, Whose heart with praise, and whose exalted mind