Category: Poetry
Cottage Poems
When warm'd with zeal, my rustic Muse Feels fluttering fain to tell her news, And paint her simple, lowly views With all her art, And, though in genius but obtuse, May touch the heart.
Category: Poetry
When warm'd with zeal, my rustic Muse Feels fluttering fain to tell her news, And paint her simple, lowly views With all her art, And, though in genius but obtuse, May touch the heart.
O Thou, whose power resistless fills The boundless whole, avert those ills We richly merit: purge away The sins which on our vitals prey; Protect, with Thine almighty shield Our...
1. Chapter 1When warm'd with zeal, my rustic Muse Feels fluttering fain to tell her news, And paint her simple, lowly views With all her art, And, though in genius but obtuse, May touch the...
3. Chapter 3Divide the word of truth aright, Show Jesus in a saving light, Proclaim to all they're dead outright Till Grace restore them: {237b} The great Redeemer, full in sight, Keep stil...