A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship

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Carter, Hendee, 1834 - Hymns - 26 pages

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Page 441 - Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet. Is upward drawn to God.
Page 87 - 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 ; Whilst 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.
Page 508 - But peaceful was the night, Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began...
Page xxvii - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations ! bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men , And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed He brought us to his fold again.
Page 233 - Your Redeemer's conflict see, Watch with Him one bitter hour; Turn not from His griefs away, Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.
Page 162 - Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand: So when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land.
Page 456 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...
Page 213 - Fear not," said he ; (for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind;) " Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind.
Page 156 - WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Page 25 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun, Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.

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