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Page 263 - 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.
Page 257 - I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. " My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.
Page 40 - I'ma pilgrim and I'ma stranger, I can tarry, I can tarry but a night...
Page 257 - The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. 'The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
Page 85 - I spent long years for thee; Hast thou spent one for me ? My Father's home of light, My rainbow-circled throne, I left, for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone. I left it all for thee; Hast thou left aught for me?
Page 40 - I'ma stranger ; I can tarry, I can tarry but a night ! Do not detain me, for I am going To where the fountains are ever flowing : I'ma pilgrim, etc.
Page 81 - If you cannot on the ocean Sail among the swiftest fleet Rocking on the highest billows. Laughing at the storms you meet, You can stand among the sailors. Anchored yet within the bay. You can lend a hand to help them As they launch their boats away.
Page 106 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread, Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 57 - As they launch their boats away. If you are too weak to journey Up the mountain, steep and high, You can stand within the valley, While the multitudes go by. You can chant in happy measure, As they slowly pass along; Though they may forget the singer, They will not forget the song.