| Charles William Everest - 1844 - 474 pàgines
...height has turned my giddy brain, Or the glory dimmed my eyes HYMN.* Father Almighty! From thy high scat thou watchest and controllest The insects that upon thy footstool creep, While, with a never wearied hand, thou rollest Millions of worlds along the boundless deep» Oh, Father ! now the... | |
| Caroline May - 1848 - 556 pàgines
...respect for the author, and a deep regret at the early removal of talent so worthily directed. HYMN. FATHER Almighty! From thy high seat thou watchest...rollest Millions of worlds along the boundless deep. Oh, Father! now the clouds hang blackening o'er us, .And the dark boiling deeps beneath us yawn; Scatter... | |
| Caroline May - 1848 - 624 pàgines
...at the early removal of talent so worthily directed. HYMN. FATHER Almighty! From thy high seat them watchest and controllest The insects that upon thy...rollest Millions of worlds along the boundless deep. Oh, Father! now the clouds hang blackening o'er us, And the dark boiling deeps beneath us yawn; Scatter... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 428 pàgines
...life of Daгid. HYMN. FATHER Almighty! From thy high seat thou watchest and controllest The insecls that upon thy footstool creep, While, with a never-wearied hand, thou rollest Millions of worlds along the boundIess deep. O Father ! now the clouds hang blackening o:er us, And the dark, boiling deeps beneath... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 452 pàgines
...following year HYMN. FATHER Almighty ! From thy high scat thou watchest and controllest The inserís that upon thy footstool creep, While, with a never-wearied hand, thou rollest Millions of worlds alonij; the boundless deep. 0 Father ! now the clouds hang blackening o'er us, And the dark, tailing... | |
| Charles William Everest - 1860 - 484 pàgines
...descend to earth again, Ere the height has turned my giddy brain, Or the glory dimmed my eyes HYMN.* Father Almighty ! From thy high seat thou watchest...insects that upon thy footstool creep, While, with a never wearied hand, thou rollest Millions of worlds along the boundless deep. Oh, Father ! now the... | |
| Caroline May - 1869 - 598 pàgines
...early removal of talent so worthily directed. HYMN. FATHER Almighty! From thy high seat thou walchesl and controllest The insects that upon thy footstool...rollest Millions of worlds along the boundless deep. Oh, Father ! now the clouds hang blackening o'er us, And the dark boiling deeps beneath us yawn; Scatter... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1872 - 542 pàgines
...incident in the life of David. HYMN. FATHER Almighty ! From thy high seat thou watchest and controllcst The insects that upon thy footstool creep, While, with a never-wearied hand, thou rollcst Millions of worlds along the boundless deep. O Father ! now the clouds hang blackening o'er... | |
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