BOUND upon th' accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, who is He ? By the eyes so pale and dim, Streaming blood, and writhing limb, By the flesh, with scourges torn, By the crown of twisted thorn, By the side, so deeply pierced, By the baffled burning thirst,... The Last Supper, Or Christ's Death Kept in Remembrance - Pagina 398door Thomas Wright (of Borthwick, Scotland.) - 1828 - 453 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 636 pagina’s
...'tis thou, 'tis thou.' 1 Bound upon the accursed tree, Faint and bleeding. Who is he ? By the eyes so pale and dim, Streaming blood, and writhing limb;...scourges torn, By the crown of twisted thorn, By the aide to deeply pierc'd, By the baffled burning thirst, By the drooping death-dew 'd browSon of Mao,... | |
| Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) - 1828 - 138 pagina’s
...GOOD FRIDAY. No. I. II. HM BOUND upon th 1 accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, who is He ? By the eyes so pale and dim, Streaming blood and writhing limb,...pierced, By the baffled burning thirst, By the drooping death-de w'd brow, Son of Man ! 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou ! Bound upon th' accursed tree, Dread and aweful,... | |
| 1828 - 472 pagina’s
...tree, Faint and bleeding, who is He ? By the eyes so pale and dim, Streaming blood, and writhing limh, By the flesh with scourges torn, By the crown of twisted...pierced, By the baffled burning thirst, By the drooping death-dewed brow, SON of MAN ! 'tis Thou, 'tis Thou ! Bound upon th' accursed tree, Dread and awful,... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 646 pagina’s
...the drooping death-dew'd brow— Crucified — We know thee now, Son of Man, 'tis thou, 'tis thou. Son of Man, 'tis thou, 'tis thou. ' Bound upon the accursed tree, ' Bound upon the accursed tree, Dread and awful, Who is he ? Dread and awful, Who is he ? By the sun,... | |
| Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) - 1832 - 154 pagina’s
...FRIDAY. No. I. a. H. it. BOUND upon th' accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, who is He ? By the eyes so pale and dim, Streaming blood, and writhing limb,...brow, Son of Man ! 'tis Thou, 'tis Thou ! Bound upon th' accursed tree, Dread and aweful, who is He ? By the sun at noon-day pale, Shivering rocks, and... | |
| Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 pagina’s
...tree, I Faint and hleeding, who is He ? By the eye so pale and dim, Streaming hlood and writhing limh, By the flesh with scourges torn, By the crown of twisted thorn, By the side so deeply pierced, By the halfled, hurning thirst, By the drooping, death-dewed hrow, Son of Man ! 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou ! Bound... | |
| Hymns - 1834 - 294 pagina’s
...my all,—this worthless heart !— And make it only Thine. HYMN 18. By the side so deeply pierc'd, By the baffled, burning, thirst, By the drooping death-dew'd brow, Son of Man, 'tis Thou, 'tis Thou ! By the last and bitter cry ; The ghost given up in agony ; By the lifeless body laid In the chamber... | |
| Edward Scobell - 1836 - 228 pagina’s
...no more my own, but thine. HYMN 81. PM BOUND upon th' accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, who is he ? By the drooping death-dew'd brow, Son of Man ! 'tis thou, 'tis thou ! Bound upon th' accursed tree, Sad and dying, who is he ? Crucified, we know thee now, Son of Man, 'tis thou, 'tis... | |
| 1828 - 636 pagina’s
...presentation of the crucifix. ' Bound upon the accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, Who is he ? By the eyes so pale and dim, Streaming blood, and writhing limb...the crown of twisted thorn, By the side so deeply pierc'd, By the baffled burning thirst, By the drooping death-dew'd brow — Son of Man, 'tis thou,... | |
| Jewel - 1839 - 352 pagina’s
...CRUCIFIXION. ST. JOHN, CRAP. xix. BOUND upon the accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, Who is he ? By the eyes so pale and dim, Streaming blood, and writhing limb...the crown of twisted thorn, By the side so deeply pierc'd, By the baffled burning thirst, By the drooping death-dew'd brow — Son of Man, 'tis thou,... | |
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