The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volume 2J. Nichol, 1854 - Poetry |
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... boast . 6 Poor though I am , despised , forgot , ' Yet God , my God , forgets me not : And he is safe , and must succeed , For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead . XXXIX . THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH . 1 My soul is sad , and much ...
... boast . 6 Poor though I am , despised , forgot , ' Yet God , my God , forgets me not : And he is safe , and must succeed , For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead . XXXIX . THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH . 1 My soul is sad , and much ...
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... boast , That I am foil'd , and Thou art grieved ! XL . PEACE AFTER A STORM . 1 WHEN darkness long has veil'd my mind , And smiling day once more appears ; Then , my Redeemer , then I find The folly of my doubts and fears . 2 Straight I ...
... boast , That I am foil'd , and Thou art grieved ! XL . PEACE AFTER A STORM . 1 WHEN darkness long has veil'd my mind , And smiling day once more appears ; Then , my Redeemer , then I find The folly of my doubts and fears . 2 Straight I ...
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... d his numerous host , The Lord soon made his numbers less ; And said , " Lest Israel vainly boast , 1 My arm procured me this success . ' 1 Judges vii . 2 . 5 Thus will he bring our spirits down , And 56 OLNEY HYMNS .
... d his numerous host , The Lord soon made his numbers less ; And said , " Lest Israel vainly boast , 1 My arm procured me this success . ' 1 Judges vii . 2 . 5 Thus will he bring our spirits down , And 56 OLNEY HYMNS .
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... boast their light , And seem to soar above the stars , Are plunging into night . 4 Lull'd in a soft and fatal sleep , They sin , and yet rejoice ; Were they indeed the Saviour's sheep , Would they not hear his voice ? 5 Be mine the ...
... boast their light , And seem to soar above the stars , Are plunging into night . 4 Lull'd in a soft and fatal sleep , They sin , and yet rejoice ; Were they indeed the Saviour's sheep , Would they not hear his voice ? 5 Be mine the ...
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... boast they see thy face , They turn their own away . 2 Thy Book displays a gracious light That can the blind restore ; But these are dazzled by the sight , And blinded still the more . 3 The pardon such presume upon , They do not beg ...
... boast they see thy face , They turn their own away . 2 Thy Book displays a gracious light That can the blind restore ; But these are dazzled by the sight , And blinded still the more . 3 The pardon such presume upon , They do not beg ...
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Page 66 - 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 99 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such '. — It was. Where thou art gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Page 48 - It can bring with it nothing But he will bear us through : Who gives the lilies clothing Will clothe his people too : Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens Will give his children bread.
Page 100 - I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.
Page 31 - 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 44 - And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears ? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears ? 1 Joshua vu. 10, 11. 3 No, let me rather freely yield What most I prize to thee ; Who never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold, from me. 4 Thy favour, all my journey through, Thou art engaged to grant ; What else I want, or think I do, 'Tis better still to want.
Page 46 - ... retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee.
Page 15 - 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 100 - All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks, That humour interposed too often makes...
Page 100 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st 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...