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Page 88
ON THE MASSACRE IN PIEDMONT Avenge , O Lord , thy slaughtered saints ,
whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept
thy truth so pure of old , When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones ,
Forget ...
ON THE MASSACRE IN PIEDMONT Avenge , O Lord , thy slaughtered saints ,
whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept
thy truth so pure of old , When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones ,
Forget ...
Page 92
Make us eternal truths receive , And practice all that we believe : Give us thyself ,
that we may see The Father , and the Son , by thee . Immortal honour , endless
fan : Attend th ' Almighty Father's ) .. me The Saviour Son be glorified , Who for
lost ...
Make us eternal truths receive , And practice all that we believe : Give us thyself ,
that we may see The Father , and the Son , by thee . Immortal honour , endless
fan : Attend th ' Almighty Father's ) .. me The Saviour Son be glorified , Who for
lost ...
Page 188
The cheerfu ' supper done , wi ' serious face , They , round the ingle , form a circle
wide ; The sire turns o'er , wi ' patriarchal grace , The big ha ' bible , ance his
father's pride : His bonnet reverently is laid aside , His lyart haffets wearing thin
an ...
The cheerfu ' supper done , wi ' serious face , They , round the ingle , form a circle
wide ; The sire turns o'er , wi ' patriarchal grace , The big ha ' bible , ance his
father's pride : His bonnet reverently is laid aside , His lyart haffets wearing thin
an ...
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