A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations: Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.
Religion
A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations: Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.
Quotations; Religious poetry
My life, if thou preserv’st my life,
Thy sacrifice shall be;
And death, if death must be my doom,
Shall join my soul to Thee.
_Addison._
From common accidents of life
His care shall guard thee still;
From the blind strokes of chance, and foes
That lie in wait to kill.
At home, abroad, in peace, in war,
Thy God shall thee _defend_;
Conduct thee, through life’s pilgrimage,
Safe to thy journey’s end.
_Brady and Tate._
DELIGHT.
_Delight_ thyself also in the Lord; and he shall give thee the desire
of thine heart.--Psalm xxxvii. 4.
Then I was by him, as one brought up with him; and I was daily his
_delight_, rejoicing always before him; rejoicing in the habitable part
of his earth; and my _delights_ were with the sons of men.--Proverbs,
viii. 30, 31.
Correct thy son, and he shall give thee rest; yea, he shall give
_delight_ unto thy soul.--Proverbs, xxix. 17.
O voice! once heard
_Delightfully_, increase and multiply;
Now death to him.
_Milton._
Holy and reverend is the name
Of our Eternal King:
Thrice holy Lord! the angels cry;
Thrice holy let us sing.
Holy is He in all His works,
And truth is His _delight_!
But sinners and their wicked ways,
Shall perish from His sight.
_Needham._
And was the day of my _delight_
As pure and perfect as I say?
We know the very Lord of Day
Is dash’d with wandering isles of night.
If all was good and fair we met,
This earth had been a paradise;
It never look’d to human eyes
Since Adam left his garden yet.
_Tennyson._
Amid a round of vain _delights_ he lived,
And took his fill of pleasure; never thought
That life had higher objects, nobler aims
Than just to eat, and drink, and pass away
The precious hours in revelry and mirth.
Born to a priceless heritage, he went
Down to his grave, and knew it not, and all
The everlasting pleasures and _delights_
Of heaven he forfeited--great loss was his!
_Egone._
DELIVERANCE.
Thou art my King, O God: command _deliverances_ for Jacob.--Psalm xliv.
4.
_Deliver_ me, O my God, out of the hand of the wicked, out of the hand
of the unrighteous and cruel man.--Psalm lxxi. 4.
And it shall come to pass, that whosoever shall call on the name of the
Lord shall be _delivered_: for in Mount Zion and in Jerusalem shall be
_deliverance_, as the Lord hath said.--Joel, ii. 32.
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