Hymnal: According to the Use of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America

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E.P. Dutton and Company, 1877 - Hymns, English - 502 pages

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Page 456 - THE 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 380 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Page 355 - Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and Thou alone.
Page 202 - 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 478 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, " Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast." I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, ' ' Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down and drink, and live.
Page 43 - TTRIGHTEST 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 464 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me, on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
Page 454 - THOU art the Way, to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, by thee.
Page 367 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3. Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; — Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high.
Page 39 - We a little longer wait ; But how little, none can know. 2 As the winged arrow flies Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind ; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise ; All below is but a dream.

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