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Abba Father adore angels art Thou bear behold bids blessed blest bliss bright cheer Christ cross crown dark dear death didst divine dost doth dwell earth endless eternal everlasting everlasting song evermore eyes faint faith Father's Father's glory fear foes fountain Friend Gethsemane give glorious God's gracious grief Hallelujah happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope Jesus joyful King Lamb light live Lord love divine mercy ne'er never nigh night o'er path peace Praise ye prayer precious precious blood ransom'd redeem'd Redeemer reign rejoice rest salvation Satan Saviour shame shine sing sinners sins skies song Songs of praise sorrow soul Spirit Star of Bethlehem strength sweet tears Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast throne Thy blood Thy glory Thy grace Thy hand Thy love Thy name Thy saints triumph Twas voice wash'd weary wilt wonder wondrous ye saints
Page 318 - Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be ; Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?
Page 152 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Page 390 - 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.
Page 423 - 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 292 - 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 230 - As a little child relies On a care beyond his own ; Knows he's neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone ; Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide.
Page 80 - HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
Page 424 - 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...