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" Save, Lord, or we perish." St. Matt. viii. 25. TT^HEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is * • streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker : "Save, Lord,... "
The Wesleyan juvenile offering - Page 57
by Wesleyan Methodist missionary society - 1865
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Hymns, written and adapted to the weekly Church service of the year [ed. by ...

Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) - 1828
...laws are fix'd and sure, And peace becomes Thy temple well. FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. No. IV. RH WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightening is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our...
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The Whole Book of Psalms, in Metre: With Hymns, Suited to the Feasts and ...

Episcopal Church - Bible - 1828 - 364 pages
...Forget the mighty God who saves ! HYMN 119. IV. 5. Matt. viii. 25. " Save, Lord, or we perish ."' EN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our...
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Moral and sacred poetry, selected by T. Willcocks and T. Horton

Moral and sacred poetry - 1829
...clouds disperse ; The moonheam tremhles on the face divioi, Refleeted mildly in the unruffled deep. WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightuing is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our...
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Moral and Sacred Poetry

Thomas Willcocks - 1829 - 296 pages
...disperse ; The moonbeam trembles on the face divine, Reflected mildly in the uuruffled deep. WHEN tbrough the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our...
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Poems

Reginald Heber - English poetry - 1830 - 192 pages
...From the world, its pomp and pleasure, Jesus, Ma-ter, make us clean. FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming', Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherish, We fly to our...
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Poems

Reginald Heber - English poetry - 1830 - 192 pages
...the world, its pomp and pleasure, Jesus, Ma-ter, make us clean. 783446A FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning U gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherish, We fly to our Maker...
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Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) - 1830
...From the world, its pomp and pleasure, Jesus, Master, make us clean. FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming', Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherish, We fly to our...
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Poems

Reginald Heber - Church year - 1830 - 192 pages
...the world, its pomp and pleasure, Jesus, Master, make us clean. FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. WHEW through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherish, We fly to our...
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The Book of Common Prayer, & Administration of the Sacraments, & Other Rites ...

Episcopal Church - 1830 - 502 pages
...the mighty God who saves! HYMN 119. (IV. 5.) " &№. Lord ! or we perish." Matt. viii.25. "VICHEN through the torn sail the * * wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our...
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The Camp-meeting Chorister, Or, A Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs ...

Camp meetings - 1830 - 320 pages
...perish. 1 T*7 HEN" through the torn sail the wild tempost T? is streaming. When o'er the dark wavea the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherish, Wefly toonr Maker; "Save, Lord! or we perish.' 2 O JfiSuB, once rock'd on the hreast...
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