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الصفحة xiv
... pleasure everie way . 6 Hierusalem ! Hierusalem ! God grant I soon may see Thy endless joyes ; and of the same Partaker aye to bee . 7 Thy walls are made of pretious stones , Thy bulwarkes diamondes square ; Thy gates are of right ...
... pleasure everie way . 6 Hierusalem ! Hierusalem ! God grant I soon may see Thy endless joyes ; and of the same Partaker aye to bee . 7 Thy walls are made of pretious stones , Thy bulwarkes diamondes square ; Thy gates are of right ...
الصفحة xvi
... pleasure is but paine ; Our ioyes scarce last the lookeing on , Our sorrowes still remaine . 15 But there they live in such delight , Such pleasure and such play , As that to them a thousand yeares Doth seeme as yesterday . 16 Thy ...
... pleasure is but paine ; Our ioyes scarce last the lookeing on , Our sorrowes still remaine . 15 But there they live in such delight , Such pleasure and such play , As that to them a thousand yeares Doth seeme as yesterday . 16 Thy ...
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... pleasure every way . 21 Jerufalem ! Jerufalem ! Would God I were in thee ! O that my forrows had an end , Thy joys ... pleasures every way . No pains , no pangs , no hopeless grief . No pain , no pang , no bitter grief . Phil . i . 23 ...
... pleasure every way . 21 Jerufalem ! Jerufalem ! Would God I were in thee ! O that my forrows had an end , Thy joys ... pleasures every way . No pains , no pangs , no hopeless grief . No pain , no pang , no bitter grief . Phil . i . 23 ...
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... pleasures there abound , With tongue cannot be told . 37 Thy turrets and thy pinnacles With carbuncles do fhine ; With jafper , pearl , and chryfolite , Surpaffing pure and fine ; VI . 41 Thy houses are of ivory , Thy windows crystal ...
... pleasures there abound , With tongue cannot be told . 37 Thy turrets and thy pinnacles With carbuncles do fhine ; With jafper , pearl , and chryfolite , Surpaffing pure and fine ; VI . 41 Thy houses are of ivory , Thy windows crystal ...
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... pleasure is but pain , Our joys not worth the looking on , Our forrows aye remain . Line 59 . 62 . دو 29 دو وو 66 . 67 . 68 . VARIOUS READINGS . They triumph all , and do rejoice . Continually do roam . Our pleasures are but pain . Our ...
... pleasure is but pain , Our joys not worth the looking on , Our forrows aye remain . Line 59 . 62 . دو 29 دو وو 66 . 67 . 68 . VARIOUS READINGS . They triumph all , and do rejoice . Continually do roam . Our pleasures are but pain . Our ...
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alfo alſo angels Augustine auro ballads becauſe behold BERNARD of Clugny Blairlogie bliss bright Christ City cives dainty David death defires delight Deum Dickſon Du Bartas dwell earth eternal evermore faid fair fhall figh fing fome fong foul fpirit fruit fuch fweet George Gascoigne glorious glory Godly gold grief happy home hath heart heaven heavenly Hierusalem holy illa ioyes Jeremy Taylor Jerufalem John xvii King Lamb land light Lindesay Line Lord Magnificat mansio martyrs moſt Mother dear muſt night Nixt Nunc Dimittis old Latin hymn pacis Paradise patria Paul Gerhardt pax sine peace pearls picari pleasant pleasures poem poetry praiſe Psalm reign Richard Baxter saints semper ſhall sing Song sorrow soul streets sunne sunt sweet Syon Te Deum thee theſe thoſe thou throne Thy joys tibi trees Tunc unto Urbs VARIOUS READINGS verse Virgins weary wight xxii دو وو
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الصفحة 21 - For this Agar is mount Sinai in Arabia, and answereth to Jerusalem which now is, and is in bondage with her children. But Jerusalem which is above is free, which is the mother of us all.
الصفحة xxxiii - Now, as they walked in this land, they had more rejoicing than in parts more remote from the kingdom to which they were bound ; and drawing near to the city, they had yet a more perfect view thereof. It was...
الصفحة 72 - But timorous mortals start and shrink To cross this narrow sea, And linger, shivering on the brink, And fear to launch away.
الصفحة xvi - Would God I were in thee ! Would God my woes were at an end, Thy joys that I might see...
الصفحة 52 - A land of sacred liberty, And endless rest : There milk and honey flow, And oil and wine abound, And trees of life for ever grow, With Mercy crown'd. There dwells the Lord our King, The Lord our Righteousness, Triumphant o'er the world and sin, The Prince of Peace ! On Sion's sacred height His kingdom still maintains...
الصفحة ix - Jerusalem, my happy home, When shall I come to thee ? When shall my sorrows have an end, Thy joys when shall I see...
الصفحة 72 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign, Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers : Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
الصفحة 107 - Garments behind them in the River, for though they went in with them, they came out without them. They therefore went up here with much agility and speed, though the foundation upon which the City was framed was higher than the Clouds. They therefore went up through the Regions of the Air, sweetly talking as they went, being comforted, because they safely got over the River, and had such glorious Companions to attend them.
الصفحة 71 - No cloud those blissful regions know, For ever bright and fair ; For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there.
الصفحة 71 - FAR from these narrow scenes of night Unbounded glories rise, And realms of infinite delight, Unknown to mortal eyes. 2 Fair distant land; could mortal eyes But half its joys explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more.