| Reformed Protestant Dutch Church (U.S.) - 1829 - Страниц: 804
...breaks, From every host, from every gem: But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem. 3 Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my found'ring bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze,... | |
| Samuel Rogers - 1829 - Страниц: 520
...breaks, From every host, from every gem: But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud— the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd — and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. Deep horror then my vitals froze,... | |
| Henry Kirke White - 1829 - Страниц: 426
...From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. HI. Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud, — the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd — and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. IV. Deep horror then my vitals... | |
| Thomas Cotterill - 1829 - Страниц: 292
...every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks ; — It is the Star of Bethlehem. 2 Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud — the night was dark ; The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my foundering bark : Deep horror then my vitals froze... | |
| Moral and sacred poetry - 1829 - Страниц: 326
...hreaks, From every hust, from every gem ; Hut one alone the Saviour speaks, It is thc Star of Bethlehem. Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud,— the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd — and rudely hlow'd The wind that tussed my foondering hark. Deep horrur then my vitals froze,... | |
| Thomas Willcocks - 1829 - Страниц: 334
...From every host, from every gem ; Sot one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Betblehem. Onee on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud,— the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd — and rudely blow'd The wind that tossed my foundering bark. Deep horror then my vitala froze,... | |
| Collection - 1829 - Страниц: 628
...wind that toss'd our found" ring bark. 4 Deep horror then our vitals froze, Death-struck — we ceas'd the tide to stem, When suddenly a star arose, It was the star of Bethlehem. And, through the storm, and danger's thrall, it led us to the port of peace. 6 Now safely moor'd —... | |
| Henry Kirke White - 1829 - Страниц: 436
...wandering eye. II. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; HI. Once oa the raging seas I rode, . , ,' The storm was loud, — the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd — and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. IV. Deep horror then my vitals... | |
| Henry Kirke White - 1830 - Страниц: 334
...breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud, — the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd — and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. Deep horror then my vitals froze,... | |
| Samuel Rogers - 1830 - Страниц: 514
...from every gem: But one alone the Savior speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. Once on the raging sea* I rode, The storm was loud — the night was dark. The ocean yawn'd — and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. Deep horror then my vitals froze.... | |
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