 If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home.  Hymns for Public Worship - Pàgina 1571772 - 202 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Lindley Murray - 1825 - 270 pàgines
...intermeddling stranger near, To spoil our heart-felt joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow And that dear hut, our home. Of rest was Noah's dove... | |
 | Lindley Murray, Jeremiah Goodrich - 1825 - 316 pàgines
...intermeddling stranger near, To spoil our heart-felt joys. 3. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow: . .. From our own selves our joys must floWl Arid that dear hut our home. 4. Of rest was Noah's... | |
 | Thomas Bowdler - 1825 - 364 pàgines
...soft answer, a kind look, an endearing embrace. 7. " ' If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam ; The world has little to bestow, From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut our home.' " Let it be... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 286 pàgines
...intermeddling stranger near, To spoil our heart-felt joys. ;! If solid happiness we ]>rize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow. And that dear hut, our home. 4 Of rest was Noah's... | |
 | 1826 - 474 pàgines
...the air is love. 296. PM COTTON. Contentment. 1. IF solid happiness we prize, Within our breasts the jewel lies, And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our ownselves our joys must flow, And peace begins at home. 2. We'll therefore relish... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 276 pàgines
...intermeddling stranger near, To spoil our heart-felt joye. 3. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. 4. Of rest was Noah's... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 262 pàgines
...intermeddling stranger near', To spoil our heart-felt joys*. 3 If solid happiness we prize', Within our breast this jewel lies* ; And they are fools who roam* : The world has nothing to bestow' ; From our own selves our joys must flow', And that dear hut, our home*. 4 Of rest was Noah's... | |
 | 1828 - 594 pàgines
...Suffices for to-day. 385. PM COTTON. Contentment. IF solid happiness we prize, , Within our breasts this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam ; The world has little to bestow, From our own selves our joys must flow ; Our bliss begins at home. We 'll therefore... | |
 | Lindley Murray, Jeremiah Goodrich - 1829 - 318 pàgines
...strangtr near, To spoil our heart-felt joys. , . 3. If solid happiness we prize, Within our In-east this jewel lies ; - ., And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow : From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut our home. 4. Of rest was Noah's... | |
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