The Bee: A Collection of Poems, Chiefly Designed for the YoungJoseph Blundell, 187, Great Britain-Street, 1828 - 180 psl. |
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... Death of a Mother 27 A Child's Grave Against Quarrelling and Fighting Against Idleness and Mischief A Father's Advice to his Daughter An Old Beggar Man Against Pride in Clothes A Grace before Dinner A Moral Reflection Blessings of Piety ...
... Death of a Mother 27 A Child's Grave Against Quarrelling and Fighting Against Idleness and Mischief A Father's Advice to his Daughter An Old Beggar Man Against Pride in Clothes A Grace before Dinner A Moral Reflection Blessings of Piety ...
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... Heaven 110 Our Eternal Home 144 On Worship 159 On Silent Worship 160 On the Holy Scriptures 173 On the Death of a Child 174 Pleasures of Industry and Contentment 39 Praise to God in Prosperity and Adversity " Prepare to vi .
... Heaven 110 Our Eternal Home 144 On Worship 159 On Silent Worship 160 On the Holy Scriptures 173 On the Death of a Child 174 Pleasures of Industry and Contentment 39 Praise to God in Prosperity and Adversity " Prepare to vi .
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... Death Stanzas subjoined to a Bill of Mortality , A.D 1787 Page 58 64 68 73 95 153 156 162 164 20 66 126 169 43 51 Spring Submission Submission Self Examination 78 94 169 Summer Evening The Child's Prayer Thanksgiving for Rest The Lord's ...
... Death Stanzas subjoined to a Bill of Mortality , A.D 1787 Page 58 64 68 73 95 153 156 162 164 20 66 126 169 43 51 Spring Submission Submission Self Examination 78 94 169 Summer Evening The Child's Prayer Thanksgiving for Rest The Lord's ...
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... death , To those who come to Heaven . " No sin , no sorrow , no complaints , My pleasures here destroy : I live with God and all his saints , And endless is our Joy . " While with the spirits of the just , My Saviour I adore , I smile ...
... death , To those who come to Heaven . " No sin , no sorrow , no complaints , My pleasures here destroy : I live with God and all his saints , And endless is our Joy . " While with the spirits of the just , My Saviour I adore , I smile ...
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... death and wo ; And he who suffers little sins , A sinner's doom shall know . THE PRECIOUS GIFT OF HEALTH . How gracious is my God ! If he denies me wealth , He gives me still a greater gift— The precious gift of health . My health I ...
... death and wo ; And he who suffers little sins , A sinner's doom shall know . THE PRECIOUS GIFT OF HEALTH . How gracious is my God ! If he denies me wealth , He gives me still a greater gift— The precious gift of health . My health I ...
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betimes bless'd blessings blest bloom bread breast breath bright burst of joy child Christ creature darkness dear death delight divine dwell earth eternal ev'ry everlasting fair faith fear flow'rs forgive Gittite give glory GOLDEN MEAN grace grief happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope humble immortal Jesus land lawless range light little maid live Lord will provide morning mortal Mother mourn ne'er Negro Boy never night o'er pain path peace perfect law pleasant spring pleasure poor porringer pow'r pray prayer pride reign reign o'er rest rich rise Saviour shine sight sing sinners sins skies sleep smiling soul spirit spread star star of Bethlehem sweet Teach tears thee thine thou art thought throne thy love Thy mercy thy praise truth Twas Twill vex'd voice vows to thee wakes the dead wings wisdom word youth
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83 psl. - Though in the paths of death I tread. With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord ! art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
94 psl. - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way!
55 psl. - There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
153 psl. - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
154 psl. - Mercies, O my God, My rising Soul surveys; Transported with the View, I'm lost In Wonder, Love, and Praise. W! O how shall Words with equal Warmth The Gratitude declare That glows within my Ravish'd Heart ! But thou canst read it there. Thy Providence my Life sustain'd And all my Wants redrest, When in the silent Womb I lay, And hung upon the Breast.
115 psl. - And darkness and doubt are now flying away, No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn : So breaks on the traveller, faint and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See truth, love, and mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of death smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb ! EARLY PIETY.
174 psl. - 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.
41 psl. - Tis the voice of the sluggard ; I heard him complain, " You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again." As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed, Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his heavy head. "A little more sleep, and a little more slumber...
67 psl. - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite 'day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.
144 psl. - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.