The University Hymn Book: Altered by Permission for Use in the First Parish of Concord

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J. Wilson and Son, 1896 - Hymns, English - 540 pages
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Page 91 - O LITTLE town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by; Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee to-night.
Page 211 - How happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will ; Whose armour is his honest thought And simple truth his utmost skill...
Page 81 - I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee.
Page 147 - Lord my pasture shall prepare. And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 101 - They climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain : O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train.
Page 92 - IT came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold : " Peace on the earth, good-will to men From Heaven's all-gracious King": The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing.
Page 240 - Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near ; Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
Page 240 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die.
Page 178 - tis not in grief to harm me! While Thy love is left to me! Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. Take, my soul, thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear!
Page 81 - Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee: E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to Thee.

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