...me to the farthest verge Of this green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song, 'tis nought to me, . Since God is ever present, ever...void waste, as in the city, full : And where he vital breathes, there must be joy." The noxt day I preached at Sampsons Chapel, so called, because it was...

...declamation is bombast rant." — - " Besides, wherever I am, or in whatever situation I may be — " 'Tis nought to me : " Since God is ever present, ever...waste as in the city full ; '• And where He vital breathes, there must be joy !" Saturday Night — half after Ten. What Kixury of bliss I was enjoying...

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...mind was strongly irapressed with the value of the institutions of my native country; and though " God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full, And where he vital breathes there must be joy:" yet I wanted that intellectual acknowledgment of his omniscience, which...

...Rivers unknown to song, where first the snn 'Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever...void waste, as in the city full ! And where he vital breathes, there must be joy. When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight...

...Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me: Since God is ever...void waste as in the city full; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy. When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight...

...rue to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his...beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to ma— Since God is ever present, ever le!t, In the void waste as in the city full — And where HE...

...me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, , Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his...void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy. When ev'n at last, the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight...

...Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames o'er the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God...void waste as in the city full ; And where HE vital breathes there must be joy." THOMPSON. GKEAT talents are particularly admired where they are applied...

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