Select Poetry, Chiefly Devotional, of the Reign of Queen Elizabeth, Teil 2

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Edward Farr
Printed at the University Press, 1845 - 559 Seiten
 

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Seite 309 - G-OD, who the universe doth hold In his fold, Is my shepherd kind and heedful, Is my shepherd, and doth keep Me, his sheep, Still supplied with all things needful. He feedeth me in fields which lie Fresh and green, Mottled with spring's flowery painting, Through which creep, with murmuring crooks, Crystal brooks To refresh my spirit's fainting.
Seite 300 - By yalping hounds at bay is set : The swiftest bird that flies about, Is caught at length in fowler's net: The greatest fish, in deepest brooke, Is soon deceived by subtill hooke.
Seite 300 - THE sturdy rock for all his strength By raging seas is rent in twaine : The marble stone is pearst at length With little drops of drizling rain : The oxe doth yeeld unto the yoke, The steele obeyeth the hammer stroke.
Seite 475 - JEHOVAH, dost most high o'er all the earth remain. PSALM 84. TTOW lovely is thy dwelling-place, O Lord of hosts, to me ! The tabernacles of thy grace how pleasant, Lord, they be...
Seite 463 - A gate which opens wide to those That do lament their sin : Shut not that gate against me, LORD, But let me enter in. And call me not to strict account, How I have sojourned here : For then my guilty conscience knows How vile I shall appear.
Seite 420 - A crosse in signe of tryumph, gules, Erected in a uerdant field. His glory such as doth behoue Him in his manhood for to take, Whose Godhead earth and heauen aboue, And all that dwell therein, did make. Like friends, all partners are in blisse, With Christ their Lord and Master deare, Like spouses they the bridegroome kisse ; Who feasteth them with heauenly cheare ; With tree of life, and manna sweete, Which taste doth such a pleasure bring, As none to iudge thereof be meete, But they which banquet...
Seite 470 - GOD, my Strength and Fortitude, Of force I must love Thee : Thou art my Castle and Defence In my necessity, My God, my Rock in whom I trust, The Worker of my wealth, My Refuge, Buckler, and my Shield, The Horn of all my health.
Seite 417 - She looketh vp vnto the state, From whence she downe by sin did slide; She mournes the more the good she lost, For present euill she doth abide.
Seite 459 - Here is the spring where waters flowe, to quench our heate of sinne ; Here is the tree where trueth doth grow, to leade our...
Seite 300 - But virtue sits, triumphing still, upon the throne of glorious Fame: though spiteful death man's body kill, yet hurts he not his virtuous name. By life or death what so betides, the state of virtue never slides.

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