| 1830 - 332 str.
...perish. 1 T*7 HEN" through the torn sail the wild tempost T? is streaming. When o'er the dark wavea the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherish, Wefly toonr Maker; "Save, Lord! or we perish.' 2 O JfiSuB, once rock'd on the hreast... | |
| Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1831 - 510 str.
...From the world, its pomp and pleasure, Jesus ! Master ! make us clean ! FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming,...lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherish, We fly to our Maker—" Help, Lord ! or we perisnf Oh, Jesus! once tossed on the... | |
| James Montgomery - 1832 - 484 str.
...sail the wild tempest ia streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleam. ing. Is'or hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker ! " Save, Lord ! or we perish." 2 O Jesus ! once rock'd on the breast of the billow, Aroused by the shriek of despair from thy pillow,... | |
| Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 str.
...flower in buavcn shall I,U-tr. •SAVE, LORD! OR WE PERISH.'— Matt. via. *o [HMHUP HEEER.] WH EN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is Buming Nor hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cheiis'i, We fly to GUI* Maker! * Save, Lord! or we... | |
| Episcopal Church - 1833 - 284 str.
...perish." ST. MATTHEW viii. 25. "¥lt7~HEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is ' T streaming, hen o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming,...We fly to our Maker : " Save, Lord ! or we perish." 2 O Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of the billow, Arous'd, by the shriek of despair, from thy pillow,... | |
| 1833 - 558 str.
...sen-men to cherish, We fly to our 0 0 Ma - ker — "Save, Lord! or we 124. Save, iorrf / or we. perish. 1 WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streamIng,...lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherish, We fly to our Maker — '' Save, Lord ! or we perish !" S Oh, Jesus ! oace toss'd... | |
| 1833 - 256 str.
...torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, [ing, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleamNor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, • We fly to our Maker : " Save, Lord ! or we perish." . 2 O Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of the billoxv, Arous'd, by the shriek of despair, from thy... | |
| Mrs. Hemans, Reginald Heber - 1833 - 526 str.
...From the world, its pomp and pleasure, Jesus ! Master ! make us clean ! FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning it gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherub, We fly to our Maker — " Help, Lord !... | |
| 1833 - 574 str.
...Z,or¿ lorwe perish. 1 WHER through the torn sail the wild tempest ¡я streaming, When o'er the Hark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherish, We fly to our Maker — " äave, Lord ! or we perish !" S Oh, Jeme I once tow'd... | |
| 1833 - 548 str.
...ing, Nor hope lends a a +-Ф-0 ray ike poor sea-men to cherish, We 124. Savtj Lord ! от we perish. l WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the Hark wave the red lipbtning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen m cherish, We fly to... | |
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