The New Jerusalem: A Hymn of the Olden TimeJohnstone & Hunter, 1852 - 115 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة vii
... die . O happie martyred saints , To you I call and cry , To heale us in our wants , O beg for us mercie . It is evident that Thewlis was a Romanist ; and in the lift of the twenty - four " fecular clergymen " PREFACE . vii.
... die . O happie martyred saints , To you I call and cry , To heale us in our wants , O beg for us mercie . It is evident that Thewlis was a Romanist ; and in the lift of the twenty - four " fecular clergymen " PREFACE . vii.
الصفحة xiii
... saints ! O sweete and pleasant soyle ! In thee no sorrow may be found , Noe greefe , noe care , noe toyle . 3 In thee noe sicknesse may be seene , Noe hurt , noe ache , noe sore ; There is noe death , nor uglie Devill , There is life ...
... saints ! O sweete and pleasant soyle ! In thee no sorrow may be found , Noe greefe , noe care , noe toyle . 3 In thee noe sicknesse may be seene , Noe hurt , noe ache , noe sore ; There is noe death , nor uglie Devill , There is life ...
الصفحة xv
... saints are crowned with glorie great , They see God face to face ; They triumph still , they still reioyce , Most happie is their case . Which commers in farre off may see , A gladsome and a glorious sight . Verse 9. Her inward chambers ...
... saints are crowned with glorie great , They see God face to face ; They triumph still , they still reioyce , Most happie is their case . Which commers in farre off may see , A gladsome and a glorious sight . Verse 9. Her inward chambers ...
الصفحة xix
... Saint Augustine doth the like ; Ould Simeon and Zacharie Have not their songes to seeke . 25 There Magdalene hath left her mone , And cheerfullie doth singe With blessed saints , whose harmonie In everie street doth ringe . Verses 22-24 ...
... Saint Augustine doth the like ; Ould Simeon and Zacharie Have not their songes to seeke . 25 There Magdalene hath left her mone , And cheerfullie doth singe With blessed saints , whose harmonie In everie street doth ringe . Verses 22-24 ...
الصفحة xlvii
... Saint Augustine's Booke of praier , Caf . 24. inty English meeter . " This I take to be which forms , the subject of thy's volyme . What is here called , the earliest form of the falling poem . Stred Dickson's version is now that of ...
... Saint Augustine's Booke of praier , Caf . 24. inty English meeter . " This I take to be which forms , the subject of thy's volyme . What is here called , the earliest form of the falling poem . Stred Dickson's version is now that of ...
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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.