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... king , Ahaz his sottish conqueror , whom he drew God's altar to disparage and displace For one of Syrian mode , whereon to burn His odious offerings , and adore the gods Whom he had vanquished . After these appeared A crew who under ...
... king , Ahaz his sottish conqueror , whom he drew God's altar to disparage and displace For one of Syrian mode , whereon to burn His odious offerings , and adore the gods Whom he had vanquished . After these appeared A crew who under ...
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... king ) shall rise A Son , the Woman's Seed to thee foretold , Foretold to Abraham , as in whom shall trust All nations , and to kings foretold , of kings The last , for of his reign shall be no end . But first a long succession must ...
... king ) shall rise A Son , the Woman's Seed to thee foretold , Foretold to Abraham , as in whom shall trust All nations , and to kings foretold , of kings The last , for of his reign shall be no end . But first a long succession must ...
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... king Were dead , who sought his life , and missing filled With infant blood the streets of Bethlehem ; From Egypt home returned , in Nazareth Hath been our dwelling many years , his life Private , unactive , calm , contemplative ...
... king Were dead , who sought his life , and missing filled With infant blood the streets of Bethlehem ; From Egypt home returned , in Nazareth Hath been our dwelling many years , his life Private , unactive , calm , contemplative ...
Contents
Preface | v |
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 1 |
On the Death of a Fair Infant Anno Ætatis | 7 |
Copyright | |
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