 Lord of my heart, by Thy last cry, Let not Thy blood on earth be spent — Lo, at Thy feet I fainting lie, Mine eyes upon Thy wounds are bent ; Upon Thy streaming wounds my weary eyes Wait like the parched earth on April skies. Wash me, and dry these...  Manual for confession - Pàgina 38per Manual - 1854 - 38 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | John Keble - 1827 - 394 pàgines
...untam'd— That souls in refuge, holding by the Cross, Should wince and fret at this world's little loss. Lord of my heart, by Thy last cry, Let not thy blood...skies. Wash me, and dry these bitter tears, O let iny heart no further roam, Tis thine by vows, and hopes, and fears, Long since—O call thy wanderer... | |
 | John Keble - 1827 - 398 pàgines
...— That souls in refuge, holding by the Cross', Should wince and fret at this world^s little loss. Lord of my heart, by Thy last cry, Let not thy blood...are bent, Upon thy streaming wounds my weary eyes j Wait like the parched earth on April skies. Wash me, and dry these bitter tears, O let my heart no... | |
 | John Keble - 1837 - 442 pàgines
...— That souls in refuge, holding by the Cross, Should wince and fret at this world's little loss. Lord of my heart, by thy last cry, Let not thy blood...weary eyes Wait like the parched earth on April skies. . Wial, m of Solomon \ii. n. Good Friday. 135 Wash me, and dry these bitter tears, O let my heart no... | |
 | John Keble - 1837 - 442 pàgines
...— That souls in refuge, holding by the Cross, Should wince and fret at this world's little loss. Lord of my heart, by thy last cry, Let not thy blood...weary eyes Wait like the parched earth on April skies. - Wisdom ol' Sulomon xii. t). Wash me, and dry these bitter tears, O let my heart no further roam,... | |
 | 1843 - 208 pàgines
...untam'd— That souls in refuge holding by the cross Should wince and fret at this world's little loss ! Lord of my heart, by Thy last cry, Let not Thy blood...these bitter tears ; O let my heart no further roam ! 'Tin Thine by vows, and hopes, and fears, Long since. O call Thy wanderer home, To that dear home,... | |
 | Richard George Boodle - 1849 - 82 pàgines
...henceforth live unto themselves, but unto Him Which died for them, and rose again." (2 Cor. v. 14, 15.) LORD of my heart, by Thy last cry, Let not Thy blood...on earth be spent, Lo, at Thy feet I fainting lie ; Wash me and dry these bitter tears ; Oh, let my heart no further roam : ' Tis Thine, by vows, and... | |
 | Robert Shapland Hunt - 1860 - 258 pàgines
...it was by the feet the holy women came and held Thee after Thy resurrection. (8. Matt, xxviii. 9.) " LORD of my heart, by Thy last cry, Let not Thy Blood on earth he spent ; Lo, at Thy feet I fainting lie, Mine eyes upon Thy wounds are bent. Upon Thy streaming wounds... | |
 | 1863 - 568 pàgines
...rescue, and his wounded body was borne off rapidly to the encampment of the besiegers. CHAPTER III. Wash me, and dry these bitter tears ; O let my heart no farther roam ! 'Tis Thine by vows and hopes and fears, Long since ; O call Thy wanderer home. To that... | |
 | Henry Grattan Guinness - 1864 - 256 pàgines
...— That souls in refuge, holding by the cross, Should wince and fret at this world's little loss. Lord of my heart, by Thy last cry, Let not Thy blood...April skies. Wash me, and dry these bitter tears, 0 let my heart no further roam, 'Tis Thine by vows, and hopes, and fears, Long since — O call Thy... | |
 | Lucretia Peabody Hale - 1866 - 194 pàgines
...raise, — He who with one rough word, some early day, Their idol world and them shall sweep away. Lord of my heart ! by thy last cry Let not thy blood...on April skies. Wash me, and dry these bitter tears ! Oh ! let my heart no farther roam : 'Tis thine by vows and hopes and fears Long since, — oh ! call... | |
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