Christian Hymns for Public and Private Worship: A Collection

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William Crosby and H.P. Nichols, 1846 - Hymns, English - 530 pages

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Page 10 - 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 95 - 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 116 - To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, ' The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign : 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
Page 30 - 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 16 - LM 1. SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night.
Page 407 - With grateful hearts the past we own: The future, all to us unknown, We to thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before thy feet.
Page 516 - Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land ? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth ; There was manhood's brow, serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine ? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure shrine ! Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod; They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God.
Page 446 - 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. 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high, — Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny ? Salvation, O salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learnt Messiah's name.
Page 213 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside.
Page 406 - With eternity in view. Bless thy word to young and old; Fill us with a Saviour's love; And, when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above.

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