The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volume 3W. Pickering, 1831 |
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... live upon her treacherous smiles : She leads them blindfold by her rules , And ruins all whom she beguiles . God knows the thousands who go down From pleasure into endless woe ; And with a long despairing groan Blaspheme their Maker as ...
... live upon her treacherous smiles : She leads them blindfold by her rules , And ruins all whom she beguiles . God knows the thousands who go down From pleasure into endless woe ; And with a long despairing groan Blaspheme their Maker as ...
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... live , my pleasant song . Praise ye , then , his glorious name , Publish his exalted fame ! Still his worth your praise exceeds , Excellent are all his deeds . Raise again the joyful sound , Let the nations roll it round ! Zion , shout ...
... live , my pleasant song . Praise ye , then , his glorious name , Publish his exalted fame ! Still his worth your praise exceeds , Excellent are all his deeds . Raise again the joyful sound , Let the nations roll it round ! Zion , shout ...
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... soon be made his own . What ! when a Paul has run his course , Or when Apollos dies , Is Israel left without resource ? And have we no supplies ? Yes , while the dear Redeemer lives We have a HYMNS . 31 On the Death of a Minister.
... soon be made his own . What ! when a Paul has run his course , Or when Apollos dies , Is Israel left without resource ? And have we no supplies ? Yes , while the dear Redeemer lives We have a HYMNS . 31 On the Death of a Minister.
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William Cowper Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas. Yes , while the dear Redeemer lives We have a boundless store , And shall be fed with what he gives , Who lives for evermore . XXXII . THE SHINING LIGHT . My former hopes are fled , My terror ...
William Cowper Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas. Yes , while the dear Redeemer lives We have a boundless store , And shall be fed with what he gives , Who lives for evermore . XXXII . THE SHINING LIGHT . My former hopes are fled , My terror ...
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... live without the cross , But the Saviour's power to know , Sanctifying every loss : Trials must and will befall ; But with humble faith to see Love inscribed upon them all , This is happiness to me . God in Israel sows the seeds Of ...
... live without the cross , But the Saviour's power to know , Sanctifying every loss : Trials must and will befall ; But with humble faith to see Love inscribed upon them all , This is happiness to me . God in Israel sows the seeds Of ...
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Page 46 - The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by Thy sweet bounty made For those who follow Thee.
Page 1 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Page 48 - 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 34 - 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 2 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road, That leads me to the Lamb.
Page 31 - 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 38 - 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...
Page 37 - THE billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wint'ry sky ; Out of the depths to thee I call, My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 O LORD, the pilot's part perform, And guide and guard me through the storm ; Defend me from each threat'ning ill, Control the waves, say,
Page 1 - OH ! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, — A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3...
Page 29 - WHAT various hindrances we meet • In coming to a mercy-seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there ? 2 Prayer makes the darken'd cloud withdraw, Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, Gives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.