The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... glory : and now his fingers wake the chords To praise , which we , and all in heaven repeat . Harps of eternity ! begin the song , Redeemed , and angel harps ! begin to God , Begin the anthem ever sweet and new , While I extol Him holy ...
... glory : and now his fingers wake the chords To praise , which we , and all in heaven repeat . Harps of eternity ! begin the song , Redeemed , and angel harps ! begin to God , Begin the anthem ever sweet and new , While I extol Him holy ...
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... glory infinite , And numbers infinite , and awful song . They passed the gate of heaven , which many a league Opened either way , to let the glory forth Of this great march . And now the sons of men Beheld their coming , which , before ...
... glory infinite , And numbers infinite , and awful song . They passed the gate of heaven , which many a league Opened either way , to let the glory forth Of this great march . And now the sons of men Beheld their coming , which , before ...
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... Glory to God , and to the Lamb ! -they sung Messiah , fairer than the sons of men , And altogether lovely . Grace is poured Into thy lips , above all measure poured ; And therefore God hath blessed thee evermore . Gird , gird thy sword ...
... Glory to God , and to the Lamb ! -they sung Messiah , fairer than the sons of men , And altogether lovely . Grace is poured Into thy lips , above all measure poured ; And therefore God hath blessed thee evermore . Gird , gird thy sword ...
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age to age angels bard beneath blasphemy bliss blood blood divine breath burning chariots of fire curse damned dark death deeds deep divine drank earth earthly endless endless pain eternal everlasting evermore face fair faith fear fell fools gave gazed glorious glory God's grace grew groan hand happiness harp hast heard heart heaven heavenly hell hills holy honour hope horrid immortal infinite Jehovah light living looked loud lyre mercy Messiah morn mortal mortal vision ne'er night numbers o'er Omnipotent peace praise pride redeemed retired righteous ROBERT POLLOK rolled rose round sacred saints Satan seemed seen seraph sighs sight sincere sing smiled song sought soul stars stood sung sweet taught tears thee things thou thought throne thunders took truth Twas utter vale virtue voice walked weep wicked winds wing wisdom wished withered wonder words wrath youth