Robert Melville; or, Characters contrasted

James Hiley Morgan, sold also by Baldwin, Craddock and Joy, London and by all other booksellers, 1827 - 80 ページ


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36 ページ - I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
103 ページ - O scenes surpassing fable, and yet true, Scenes of accomplish'd bliss ! which who can see, Though but in distant prospect, and not feel His soul refresh'd with foretaste of the joy ? Rivers of gladness water all the earth, And clothe all climes with beauty ; the reproach Of barrenness is past. The fruitful field Laughs with abundance ; and the land, once lean, Or fertile only in its own disgrace, Exults to see its thistly curse repeal'd.
51 ページ - And it came to pass, when they had brought them forth abroad, that he said, Escape for thy life ; look not behind thee, neither stay thou in all the plain; escape to the mountain, lest thou be consumed.
68 ページ - Religion ! thou the soul of happiness ; And, groaning Calvary, of thee! there shine The noblest truths ; there strongest motives sting ; There sacred violence assaults the soul; There, nothing but compulsion is forborne.
65 ページ - I was in trouble. 13 I will offer unto thee fat burnt-sacrifices, with the incense of rams ; I will offer bullocks and goats. 14 O come hither, and hearken, all ye that fear God ; and I will tell you what he hath done for my soul.
59 ページ - Ebenezer, Hither by Thy help I'm come; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed His precious blood.
66 ページ - Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And flourish bright and gay, A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, And dies if one be gone; Strange! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. 4 But 'tis our God supports our frame, The God that built us first; Salvation to th' Almighty Name, That rear'd us from the dust.
27 ページ - Tis to bind, By soft affection's ties, on human hearts, The thought of death, which reason, too supine, Or misemploy'd, so rarely fastens there. Nor reason, nor affection, no, nor both Combin'd, can break the witchcrafts of the world. Behold, th...
50 ページ - Strive to enter in at the strait gate, for many — will seek to enter in, and shall not be able,
100 ページ - TAKE my poor heart just as it is, Set up therein Thy throne ; So shall I love Thee above all, . And live to Thee alone.