Germany; Its Universities, Theology and Religion: With Sketches of Neander, Tholuck, Olshausen, Hengstenberg, Twesten, Nitzsch, Muller, Ullmann, Rothe, Dorner, Lange, Ebrard, Wichern, and Other Distinguished German Divines of the AgeLindsay and Blakiston, 1857 - 418 pages |
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Page 206 - He'll help us clear from all the ill That hath us now o'ertaken. The ancient Prince of Hell Hath risen with purpose fell; Strong mail of Craft and Power He weareth in this hour, On Earth is not his fellow. With force of arms we nothing can; Full soon were we down-ridden; But for us fights the proper Man, Whom God himself hath bidden. Ask ye, Who is this same ? Christ Jesus is his name, The Lord Zebaoth's Son, He and no other one Shall conquer in the battle.
Page 75 - The negligently grand, the fruitful bloom Of coming ripeness, the white city's sheen, The rolling stream, the precipice's gloom, The forest's growth, and Gothic walls between, The wild rocks shaped as they had turrets been, In mockery of man's art...
Page 76 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here ; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine ! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath...
Page 205 - 11 help us clear from all the ill That hath us now o'ertaken. The ancient Prince of Hell Hath risen with purpose fell ; Strong mail of craft and power He weareth in this hour : On earth is not his fellow. With force of arms we nothing can ; Full soon were we down-ridden, But for us fights the...
Page 241 - Daran erkenn ich den gelehrten 'Herrn ! Was ihr nicht tastet, steht euch meilenfern, Was ihr nicht faßt, das fehlt euch ganz und gar, Was ihr nicht rechnet, glaubt ihr, sei nicht wahr, Was ihr nicht wägt, hat für euch kein Gewicht, Was ihr nicht münzt, das, meint ihr, gelte nicht.
Page 147 - Truth crushed to earth will rise again. The eternal years of God are hers ; But error wounded, writhes in pain.
Page 205 - A safe stronghold our God is still, A trusty shield and weapon ; He'll help us clear from all the ill That hath us now o'ertaken. The ancient Prince of Hell Hath risen with purpose fell ; Strong mail of Craft and Power He weareth in this hour, On Earth is not his fellow.
Page 7 - French the empire of the land, to the English that of the ' sea, to the Germans that of — the air!
Page 206 - And were this world all devils o'er, And watching to devour us, We lay it not to heart so sore; Not they can overpower us. And let the prince of ill Look grim as e'er he will, He harms us not a whit; For why? — his doom is writ; A word shall quickly slay him.
Page 206 - Look grim as e'er he will, He harms us not a whit; For why his doom is writ; A word shall quickly slay him. God's word, for all their craft and force, One moment will not linger, But, spite of hell, shall have its course; 'Tis written by his finger. And, though they take our life, Goods, honour, children, wife, Yet is their profit small; These things shall vanish all: The city of God remaineth.