Summer: Sunday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
"Let not your hearts be troubled, but confide"In me as ye confide in God; I go"A mansion for my followers ...
"Let not your hearts be troubled, but confide"In me as ye confide in God; I go"A mansion for my followers ...
Lord! in the unbeginning years, Whose course is wrapt in trackless night,Ere Thou hadst launched the heavenly spheres, Or waked this wandering ...
O THOU, the first, the greatest friend Of all the human race! Whose strong right hand has ever been Their ...
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