Text: | A propitious gale longed for |
Author: | Toplady |
1 At anchor laid, remove from home,
To thee I cry, sweet spirit come!
Celestial breeze, no longer stay,
But swell my sails, and speed my way!
2 Fain would i mount, fain would I glos
And loose my cable from below:
But I can only spread my sail;
Thou, thou must breath th' auspicious gale!
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First Line: | At anchor laid, remove from home |
Title: | A propitious gale longed for |
Author: | Toplady |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Topic: | The Influences and Graces of the Spirit; Influences of the Spirit; Influences of the spirit: Compared to wind(2 more...) |