 | Herbert Lockyer - 1988 - 532 pàgines
...holy feet, and the sword thrust into His holy side, His once beautiful form became blood-bespattered. His dying crimson, like a robe, Spreads o'er His body on the tree. Forecast: "They pierced my hands and my feet" (Ps. 22:16). "They shall look upon me whom they have... | |
 | Merrill C. Tenney - 1989 - 220 pàgines
...which the Prince of glory died. My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. His dying crimson, like a robe, Spreads o'er his body...to all the globe, And all the globe is dead to me. Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too smalt; Love so amazing, so divine,... | |
 | Martin Luther King - 1992 - 716 pàgines
...loss and pour contempt on all your pride. And then even after that you find yourself saying, "Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far...too small. Love so amazing, so divine, demands my life, my all, and my all."28 But not only that. Know that God has the universe in His hands. And because... | |
 | Kenneth L. Boles - 1993 - 356 pàgines
...and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? His dying crimson, like a robe, Spreads o'er his body...to all the globe, And all the globe is dead to me. Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine,... | |
 | J. Robert Baker, Larry Nyberg, Victoria M. Tufano - 1993 - 236 pàgines
...death of Christ my God, All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to thy blood. Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Isaac Watts Love SO amazin8, so divine, Eighteenth century Demands my soul, my life, my all. ALMIGHTY... | |
 | Nigel Smith - 1997 - 452 pàgines
...consonants and mutating vowels, with the stark imagery, is a strategy directly in line with Morgan Llwyd's: His dying crimson like a robe Spreads o'er his body on the tree; Then am 1 dead to all the globe, And all the globe is dead to me. But Watts also takes into his non-congregational... | |
 | John Brook - 1992 - 566 pàgines
...mingling down; Oid e'er such Love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? Were all the realm of nature mine. That were a present far too small; Love so ama2ing, so divine, Oemands my soul, my life, my all. PSALMOOY ANT. i: Oeath, you shall die in me;... | |
 | Madeleine Forell Marshall - 1995 - 230 pàgines
...4 (lamentably excised from all five modern hymnals): 4. His dying Crimson like a Robe Spreads o're his Body on the Tree, Then am I dead to all the Globe, And all the Globe is dead to me. Crowns and crimson robes are royal. So is the "Globe" in one of its meanings, "a golden ball carried... | |
 | Fred B. Craddock - 1995 - 174 pàgines
...inclusiveness of God's grace, and the appropriate acts of adoration if not by exaggerated language? "Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far too small." "And I heard the voice of many angels surrounding the throne . . . , they numbered myriads of myriads... | |
 | John Bealle - 1997 - 332 pàgines
...cross at a characteristically broad rhetorical distance. Even the couplet that brings readers closest His dying crimson, like a robe Spreads o'er his body on the tree "flagrantly," as Davie put it, deflects us from the bloody sweat and jeering multitude that comprised... | |
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Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far too small; love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all. 
