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Page 44
I know them , and I hate their din ; Am weary of the bustling crowd ; But while their
voice is heard within , I cannot serve thee as I would . Oh for the joy thy presence
gives , What peace shall reign when thou art here ! Thy presence makes this ...
I know them , and I hate their din ; Am weary of the bustling crowd ; But while their
voice is heard within , I cannot serve thee as I would . Oh for the joy thy presence
gives , What peace shall reign when thou art here ! Thy presence makes this ...
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Thou shalt see my glory soon , When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my
throne shalt be :Say , poor sinner , lovest thou me ? ” Lord , it is my chief
complaint That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee and adore , Oh ! for
grace to love ...
Thou shalt see my glory soon , When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my
throne shalt be :Say , poor sinner , lovest thou me ? ” Lord , it is my chief
complaint That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee and adore , Oh ! for
grace to love ...
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urmuring with mine jured , “ If thou of murmuring wouldst be cured , Compare thy
griefs with mine ; Think what my love for thee endured , And thou wilt not repine .
“ ' Tis I appoint thy daily lot , And I do all things well ; Thou soon shalt leave this ...
urmuring with mine jured , “ If thou of murmuring wouldst be cured , Compare thy
griefs with mine ; Think what my love for thee endured , And thou wilt not repine .
“ ' Tis I appoint thy daily lot , And I do all things well ; Thou soon shalt leave this ...
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For thou , within no walls confined , Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring
thee where they come , And going take thee to their home . Dear Shepherd of thy
chosen few ! Thy former mercies here renew ; Here to our waiting hearts ...
For thou , within no walls confined , Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring
thee where they come , And going take thee to their home . Dear Shepherd of thy
chosen few ! Thy former mercies here renew ; Here to our waiting hearts ...
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Thou art as ready to forgive As I am ready to repine ; Thou , therefore , all the
praise receive ; Be shame and self - abhorrence mine . XLII . MOURNING AND
LONGING The Saviour hides his face ! My spirit thirsts to prove Renewed
supplies of ...
Thou art as ready to forgive As I am ready to repine ; Thou , therefore , all the
praise receive ; Be shame and self - abhorrence mine . XLII . MOURNING AND
LONGING The Saviour hides his face ! My spirit thirsts to prove Renewed
supplies of ...
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Page 39 - Dear dying Lamb ! Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more.
Page 31 - 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...
Page 271 - Would I describe a preacher, such as Paul, Were he on earth, would hear, approve, and own, Paul should himself direct me. I would trace His master-strokes, and draw from his design. I would express him simple, grave, sincere ; In doctrine uncorrupt ; in language plain, And plain in manner ; decent, solemn, chaste, And natural in gesture ; much impressed Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it, too ; affectionate in look And tender in address,...
Page 429 - Toll for the brave ! Brave KEMPENFELT is gone ! His last sea-fight is fought ! His work of glory done ! It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ! She sprang no fatal leak ! She ran upon no rock...
Page 300 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Page 215 - AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place.
Page 386 - Well done ! As loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin — who but he ? His fame soon spread around, He carries weight, he rides a race, 'Tis for a thousand pound.
Page 265 - Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ! that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Page 49 - 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 332 - He looks abroad into the varied field Of Nature, and though poor perhaps, compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers. — His to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel, But who with filial confidence inspired Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say —
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| Title | The Poems of William Cowper |
| Author | William Cowper |
| Publisher | Methuen and Company, 1905 |
| Original from | the University of California |
| Digitized | 28 Jun 2007 |
| Length | 741 pages |
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