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adore ages angels bear beneath bless blest breast breath bright bring calm cheer Christ cloud cross crown darkness death divine dwell earth eternal eyes face faint faith fall Father fear feel feet flow Friend give given glad glorious glory God's grace gracious grief guard hand hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour Hymns James Jesus John keep King land lead life's light live Lord Mason meet mighty mind morning never night o'er pain pass path peace perfect praise pray prayer presence pure raise rest rise sacred seek shade shadows shine sight sing skies song sorrow soul Spirit stand stars strength strong sweet Teach tears thee thine things thou art thought throne thy love toil trust truth unto voice wait weary wings worship
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Page 305 - So fades a summer cloud a-way, So sinks the gale when storms are o'er, So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore.
Page 149 - 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.
Page 159 - twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. Soul, then know thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear.
Page 201 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 256 - 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.
Page 130 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try, Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death ; He enters heaven with prayer. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry,
Page 252 - His gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame ; Gird up your loins, as in His sight, For awful is His Name. 3 Watch: 'tis your Lord's command, And while we speak, He's near; Mark the first signal of His hand, And ready all appear.
Page 3 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy! Know that the Lord is God alone : He can create, and he destroy.
Page 201 - 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 82 - THERE is a book, who runs may read, Which heavenly truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that book, to show How God Himself is found.