Walks in a Forest; Or, Poems Descriptive of Scenery of a Forest [By T. Gisborne]. to Which Are Added, Some Poems Not Before Publ - Softcover
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Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1813. Excerpt: ... WRITTEN FOR THE USE OF A DECIDEDLY PIOUS YOUNG PERSON, OPPRESSED BY RELIGIOUS DEJECTION. Father! Thy mourning suppliant hear; And may I add, Thy child? Subdued temptations re-appear:,, My heart they have beguiled,... I fall by sin and anguish tost,.; ;_ If Thou withhold Thjne aid: My comfort, strength and hope are lost. In grief's returning shade. When Nature, and the Power abhorrd Who seeks my soul to slay,:, v... That soul in deed, or thought, or word, To sudden guilt betray ,,. O may Thy Spirit's guardian care The new transgression shew: Yet free my bosom from the snare Of overwhelming woe. Let me the soothing balm begin Of Christian hope to prove; And while I grieve that I am sin, Remember Thou art love. Give me to yield with mind serene The ripening fruits of grace, Nor with a veil of sackcloth screen Religion's tranquil face. Teach me by living faith the power Of penitence to feel Nor rend anew, in sorrow's hour, The wounds Thy love would heal; Nor quench in causeless dread the spark Of joy Thou bidst to blaze; Nor lose in rumination dark The time for active praise. 'Tis the Arch-foe of God and man Would sink me in dismay: And well he frames the wily plan My Christian race to stay. Conscience he shakes with false alarm, And bids her frighted eye Behold in actions void of harm "A stain of blackest dye; Swells each offence, to prompt the fear That sins of dire degree, Bulwarks insuperable rear Between my God and me. Glad he employs each mental cloud, That languid health exhales, The beams of heavenly peace to shrowd: Then, when all comfort fails, "There sit," he cries, "from God estranged "Bound in dejection's chain: "Know, thou in heart wast never changed; "Thy towering hopes were vain:" Then tells, that guilt must bear its doom, The pang, the c...
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