| James Harington Evans - 1838 - 436 Seiten
...are ; With long desire my spirit faints, To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God ; My God ! my King ! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee? 3 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne... | |
| Menzies Rayner - 1839 - 296 Seiten
...are ! With long desire my spirit faints, To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode ; My panting heart cries out for God ; My God ! my King ! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee 1 3 The sparrow chooses where to rest, And for her young... | |
| Collection - 1840 - 660 Seiten
...are ! With long desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode; My panting heart cries out for God ; My God ! my King ! why should I be Afar from all my joys and thee ? 3 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne... | |
| Isaac Watts, Samuel Worcester, Samuel Melancthon Worcester - 1840 - 762 Seiten
...flesh would rest in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God ; e My God, my King, why should I be So far from all my joys and thee ? 3 [The sparrow chooses where to rest, And for her young provides her nest ; But will my God to sparrows grant... | |
| Baron Stow, Samuel Francis Smith - 1844 - 732 Seiten
...are ! With long desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode ; My panting heart cries out for God ; My God, my King, why should I be So far from all my joys and thee ? 3 Blest are the saints, who dwell on high, Around thy... | |
| Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A., Isaac Watts - 1844 - 754 Seiten
...are I With long desire my spirit faints, To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God ; My God, my King, why should I be So far from all my joys and thee ? 3 The sparrow chooses where to rest, And for her young... | |
| Hosea Ballou - 1844 - 558 Seiten
...! With long desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest iq thine abode My panting heart cries out for God : My God ! my King ! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee ? 3 Blest are the saints who sit on high Around thy throne... | |
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