The song Of Heaven is ever new; for daily thus, And nightly, new discoveries are made Of God's unbounded wisdom, power, and love, Which give the understanding larger room, And swell the hymn with ever-growing praise.
Friends given by God in mercy and in love; My counsellors, my comforters, and guides; My joy in grief, my second bliss in joy; Companions of my young… - Robert Pollok
Friends given by God in mercy and in love; My counsellors, my comforters, and guides; My joy in grief, my second bliss in joy; Companions of my young…
- Robert Pollok
Who born so poor, Of intellect so mean, as not to know What seem'd the best; and knowing not to do? As not to know what God and conscience bade, And … - Robert Pollok
Who born so poor, Of intellect so mean, as not to know What seem'd the best; and knowing not to do? As not to know what God and conscience bade, And …
But the unfaithful priest, what tongue Enough, shall execrate? - Robert Pollok
But the unfaithful priest, what tongue Enough, shall execrate?
Sin is dark and loves the dark, still hides from itself in gloom, and in the darkest hell is still itself the darkest hell and the severest woe. - Robert Pollok
Sin is dark and loves the dark, still hides from itself in gloom, and in the darkest hell is still itself the darkest hell and the severest woe.
Rumour was the messenger Of defamation, and so swift, that none Could be the first to tell an evil tale. - Robert Pollok
Rumour was the messenger Of defamation, and so swift, that none Could be the first to tell an evil tale.
The sun rejoicing round the earth, announced Daily the wisdom, power and love of God. The moon awoke, and from her maiden face, Shedding her cloudy l… - Robert Pollok
The sun rejoicing round the earth, announced Daily the wisdom, power and love of God. The moon awoke, and from her maiden face, Shedding her cloudy l…
Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept Essential love. - Robert Pollok
Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept Essential love.
Of all the phantoms fleeting in the mist Of time, though meagre all and ghostly thin; Most unsubstantial, unessential shade Was earthly fame. - Robert Pollok
Of all the phantoms fleeting in the mist Of time, though meagre all and ghostly thin; Most unsubstantial, unessential shade Was earthly fame.
Sometimes you have to let go of the one you love to find out if there is really something there. Sometimes you won't let go of love. More times love… - Robert Pollok
Sometimes you have to let go of the one you love to find out if there is really something there. Sometimes you won't let go of love. More times love…
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