 | William Parkinson - 1817 - 560 páginas
...'to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upori my beart^ And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honours of thy namej With my last labouring breath ; And dying clasp thee in my a... | |
 | Philip Doddridge - 1817
...is life so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. IV. Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, And sheds its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. V. I'll speak the honours of thy name With my last lab'ring breath ; Then speechless clasp thee in... | |
 | Isaac Watts, James Manning Winchell - 1820 - 184 páginas
...wish, Nor to ray eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name With my last lab'ring breath ; And, dying, clasp thee in my arms—-... | |
 | Hosea Ballou - 1821 - 396 páginas
...meet ; Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name With my last labouring breath ; And dying, clasp thee in my arms,... | |
 | Isaac Watts, James Manning Winchell - 1821 - 466 páginas
...richly meet; Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its rurp 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name, With my last lab'ring breath; And, dying, clasp thee in... | |
 | 1821 - 396 páginas
...is light so dear, Nor friendship half HO sweet. F2 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shod its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. H I'll speak the honours of thy name With my last labouring breath ; .\nd dying, clasp thee in my arms,... | |
 | George Charles Smith - 1823 - 204 páginas
...and uiy trust, Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there, The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care 4 I'll speak the honors of thy name, With my last labouring breath, And dying clasp thee in my arms,... | |
 | Brick Presbyterian Church (New York, N.Y.) - 1823 - 170 páginas
...meet ; Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds^ The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name With my last lab'ring breath ; And, dying, triumph in thy cross,... | |
 | Central Universalist Society (Boston, Mass.) - 1823 - 450 páginas
...meet ; Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name With my last labouring breath ; And dying, clasp thee in my arms,... | |
 | S B Haslam - 1824
...meet ; Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name With my last lab'ring breath ; And, dying, clasp thee in my arms... | |
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Yes, Thou art precious to my soul, My transport and my trust ; Jewels to Thee are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. 3... 
