The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... song when thus I sing ? When man had fallen , was ruined , hopeless , lost- Ye choral harps ! ye angels that excel In strength and loudest , ye redeemed of men ! To God - to Him that sits upon the throne On high , and to the Lamb , sing ...
... song when thus I sing ? When man had fallen , was ruined , hopeless , lost- Ye choral harps ! ye angels that excel In strength and loudest , ye redeemed of men ! To God - to Him that sits upon the throne On high , and to the Lamb , sing ...
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... song ; for , though with hymn Eternal , course succeeding course , extol In presence of the incarnate , holy God , And celebrate his never - ending praise , ― Duly at morn , and night , the multitudes Of men redeemed , and angels , all ...
... song ; for , though with hymn Eternal , course succeeding course , extol In presence of the incarnate , holy God , And celebrate his never - ending praise , ― Duly at morn , and night , the multitudes Of men redeemed , and angels , all ...
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... song : the bard that once , When Israel's king was sad and sick to death , A message brought of fifteen added years . : Before the throne he stands sublime , in robes Of glory and now his fingers wake the chords To praise , which we ...
... song : the bard that once , When Israel's king was sad and sick to death , A message brought of fifteen added years . : Before the throne he stands sublime , in robes Of glory and now his fingers wake the chords To praise , which we ...
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age to age angels bard beneath blasphemy bliss blood blood divine breath burning busked 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 redeemed retired righteous ROBERT POLLOK rolled rose round sacred saints Satan seemed seen seraph sighs sight sincere sing smiled song sought soul stars stood strange sung sweet taught 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