Be every bar, and every star, Displayed in full and glorious manner! Blow, zephyrs, blow, keep the dear ensign flying! Blow, zephyrs, sweetly mournful, sighing, sighing, sighing!
ABRAHAM COLESThrough the long lapse of ages, that so there might be An asylum for all in the Land of the Free.
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The power, which in a sense belongs to none, Thus understood belongs to every one.
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O most illustrious of the days of time! Day full of joy and benison to earth When Thou wast born, sweet Babe of Bethlehem!
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The power to bind and loose to Truth is given: The mouth that speaks it is the mouth of Heaven
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When hands clasped hands, and lips to lips were pressed, And the heart’s secret was at once confessed?
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None of the prophets old, So lofty or so bold! No form of danger shakes his dauntless breast; In loneliness sublime
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With dazzling pomp descending angels sung Good will and peace to men, to God due praise, Who on the errand of salvation sent
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Poetry is unfallen speech. Paradise knew no other, for no other would suffice to answer the need of those ecstatic days of innocence.
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Through the long lapse of ages, that so there might be An asylum for all in the Land of the Free.
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Taking our stand on the immovable rock of Christ’s character we risk nothing in saying that the wine of miracle answered to the wine of nature, and was not intoxicating.
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Much of our ignorance is of ourselves. Our eyes are full of dust. Prejudice blinds us.
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True love is humble, thereby is it known; Girded for service, seeking not its own; Vaunts not itself, but speaks in self-dispraise.
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No counter proof can equal the force of that drawn from His attributes. It is an indecency and a calumny to impute to Christ conduct which requires apology.
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Thee, Son Beloved! of plural Unity Essential part, made flesh that mad’st all worlds.
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The grave, where sets the orb of being, sets To rise, ascend, and culminate above Eternity’s horizon evermore.
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Who has not seen that feeling born of flame Crimson the cheek at mention of a name?
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