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Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Abraham Adam Angel answer bear beautiful behold beneath blessed bosom breast breath bright brow Cain called child close cloud command cried dark David dead death deep earth eyes face fair father fear feet fell fire flame foes give glory gold hand hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven holy hope host hour Israel king land leaves lifted light lips live look Lord mighty morning Moses mother never night o'er passed peace plain praise prayed prayer pride PSALM rest rose round seemed silent SIR EDWIN ARNOLD sleep song sons soul sound speak spirit stars stood sweet tent thee Thine things thou thought throne turned unto voice walls watch wave wild wonder
Populaire passages
Pagina 166 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Pagina 333 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Pagina 332 - Let us (said he) pour on him all we can: Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, Contract into a span. So strength first made a way; Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honour, pleasure: When almost all was out, God made a stay, Perceiving that alone of all his treasure Rest in the bottom lay. For if I should...
Pagina 166 - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death...
Pagina 333 - 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.
Pagina 171 - PRAISE to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days : Bounteous Source of every joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ, — 2...
Pagina 287 - Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord !
Pagina 322 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Pagina 211 - Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.
Pagina 354 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee...