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Pàgina viii
... thing to live ! Jehovah God ! Thy gracious power , Jesus , my Saviour , lock on me ! Joy is a fruit that will not grow , 253 • 33 210 27 Launch thy bark , mariner , 105 Leaves have their time to fall , 118 Let us give thanks with ...
... thing to live ! Jehovah God ! Thy gracious power , Jesus , my Saviour , lock on me ! Joy is a fruit that will not grow , 253 • 33 210 27 Launch thy bark , mariner , 105 Leaves have their time to fall , 118 Let us give thanks with ...
Pàgina 12
... thing , But rather death disguised . Can life in them deserve the name , Who only live to prove For what poor toys they can disclaim An endless life above ? Who trample order , and the day Which God asserts his own Dishonour , with ...
... thing , But rather death disguised . Can life in them deserve the name , Who only live to prove For what poor toys they can disclaim An endless life above ? Who trample order , and the day Which God asserts his own Dishonour , with ...
Pàgina 19
... Seraphs , the nearest to the throne , Begin to speak the Great Unknown : Attempt the song , wind up your strings , To notes untried , and boundless things . You , whose capacious powers survey Largely beyond our eyes WATTS . 19.
... Seraphs , the nearest to the throne , Begin to speak the Great Unknown : Attempt the song , wind up your strings , To notes untried , and boundless things . You , whose capacious powers survey Largely beyond our eyes WATTS . 19.
Pàgina 61
... things around me tell Rest is found there . THE DEAD WHO HAVE DIED IN THE LORD . Go , call for the mourners , and raise the lament , Let the tresses be torn , and the garments be rent ; But weep not for him who is gone to his rest , Nor ...
... things around me tell Rest is found there . THE DEAD WHO HAVE DIED IN THE LORD . Go , call for the mourners , and raise the lament , Let the tresses be torn , and the garments be rent ; But weep not for him who is gone to his rest , Nor ...
Pàgina 80
... things fair and bright are thine . When day , with farewell beam , delays Among the opening clouds of even , And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven : Those hues , that make the sun's decline So soft , so ...
... things fair and bright are thine . When day , with farewell beam , delays Among the opening clouds of even , And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven : Those hues , that make the sun's decline So soft , so ...
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Pàgina 174 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Pàgina 24 - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
Pàgina 82 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Pàgina 7 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Pàgina 17 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, To be exalted thus : Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply, For he was slain for us.
Pàgina 76 - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee : Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.
Pàgina xii - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth : While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Pàgina 7 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Pàgina 76 - The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone.
Pàgina 12 - Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright : And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.