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According to Thy age endure age to age Alphabetic Psalm anger bless Book of Psalms Cherubim David dear death decachord deliverance Dies Ira Divine Doth from age dwell earth Edom eternity evil eyes fear feet firm and sure foes forever gainst George Sandys give glad glory God's hate hath hear heart heaven Hebrew Holy Huguenots Hymn Isaac Watts Israel Jehovah Jerusalem King land lift Lord mercy firm mighty nations night o'er Penitential Psalms prayer Psalm Psalter rejoice righteous shalt shame Sheol sing song soul strength sure Doth sweet Thee Thine things Thomas Sternhold Thou art Thou dost Thou hast Thou wilt throne Thy commandments Thy Face Thy hand Thy judgments Thy law Thy mercy Thy Name Thy precepts Thy servant Thy statutes Thy testimonies Thy word tongue trust truth Twenty-third Psalm unto verse Version voice wicked Zion
Page 269 - My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Page xxiii - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow To the full-voiced quire below In service high and anthems clear As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Page xlvii - Against black pagans, Turks, and Saracens : And, toil'd with works of war, retired himself To Italy ; and there at Venice, gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long.
Page lix - Wherewithal shall a young man cleanse his way ? by taking heed thereto according to thy word.
Page ix - And both with moons and tides. Nothing hath got so far, But Man hath caught and kept it, as his prey His eyes dismount the highest star He is in little all the sphere. Herbs gladly cure our flesh, because that they Find their acquaintance there.
Page xxxv - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair: Ah, happy, happy boughs!
Page i - Their loud uplifted angel-trumpets blow, And the Cherubic host in thousand quires Touch their immortal harps of golden wires, With those just Spirits that wear victorious palms, Hymns devout and holy psalms Singing everlastingly...
Page xxxviii - Though rooted deep as high, and sturdiest oaks, Bow'd their stiff necks, loaden with stormy blasts, Or torn up sheer.
Page xlv - The young lions do lack, and suffer hunger : But they that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing.