Mirror Library, Issues 1-31George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis 1843 |
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George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis. A blessing longing of a blessed love ! Would so all souls did love , and ... blessed Simeon , blessed was thy love . And thy love's longing for thy Savior so , Who wrought so sweetly for thy ...
George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis. A blessing longing of a blessed love ! Would so all souls did love , and ... blessed Simeon , blessed was thy love . And thy love's longing for thy Savior so , Who wrought so sweetly for thy ...
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... bless thee , Our God , our fathers ' God ! Thou hast made thy children mighty , By the touch of the mountain sod . Thou hast fixed our ark of refuge Where the spoiler's foot ne'er trod ; For the strength of the hills we bless thee , Our ...
... bless thee , Our God , our fathers ' God ! Thou hast made thy children mighty , By the touch of the mountain sod . Thou hast fixed our ark of refuge Where the spoiler's foot ne'er trod ; For the strength of the hills we bless thee , Our ...
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... bless'd him , while he said , — " Yes - if there be some happier sphere , " Where fadeless truth like ours is dear , - " If there be any land of rest " For those who love and ne'er forget , " Oh ! comfort thee - for safe and bless'd ...
... bless'd him , while he said , — " Yes - if there be some happier sphere , " Where fadeless truth like ours is dear , - " If there be any land of rest " For those who love and ne'er forget , " Oh ! comfort thee - for safe and bless'd ...
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