 HOLY, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee ; Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ! God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around...  The Poetical Works of Crabbe, Heber, and Pollok: Complete in One Volume - Strana 21autor/autoři: George Crabbe - 1852 - 510 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 636 str.
...arrange it for public service. , . •.. ' Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! . . i, , . , . , . Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee. Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ! God ii three persons, blessed Trinity ! • ' " ' ' Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore iln-i . •... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - 340 str.
...control ; But thou in dark temptation's hour, Shall chase them from the soul. No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, No mystic dreams we share ; Yet hope to feel...Trinity ! Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore thec, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before... | |
 | Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) - 1828 - 138 str.
...prove, Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay With Faith, with Hope, with Love ! TRINITY SUNDAY. It. H. HOLY, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! Early in the...Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, Which wert and art, and evermore shall... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 646 str.
...Doxology is very spirited, nor would it be difficult, we conceive, to arrange it for public service. ' Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee. Holy, Uoly, holy ! merciful and mighty ! God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! Holy, holy, holy ! all the... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1830 - 210 str.
...control ; But thou in dark temptation's hour, Shalt chase them from the soul. No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, No mystic dreams we share ; Yet hope to feel...thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1830 - 200 str.
...control ; But thou in dark temptation's hour, Shalt chase them from the soul. No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, No mystic dreams we share ; Yet hope to feel...thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim fulling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shall... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1830 - 204 str.
...heavenly harpings soothe our ear, No mystic dreams we share ; Yet hope to feel thy comfort near, And hless thee in our prayer. When tongues shall cease and power...thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt... | |
 | Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) - 1830 - 204 str.
...TRINITY SUNDAY. HOLY, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early in the morning our song shall rise to tliee ; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty ! God in three...thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee> Which wert and art and evermore shall... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - 510 str.
...Do thou thy trembling servants stay With Faith, with Hope, with Love ! TRINITY SUNDAY. HOLT, hory, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early in the morning our...thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shall be... | |
 | Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) - 1832 - 154 str.
...; But Thou, in dark temptation's hour, Shalt chase them from the soul. No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, No mystic dreams we share ; Yet hope to feel...Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt be... | |
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