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angels appear arise bear blessed blest bliss blood breath bright bring cease CHORUS Christ crown dark dear death delight divine dwell dying earth endless eternal eyes face faith fall Farewell Father fear feel feet flow foes friends give given glorious glory gone grace hand happy haste hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope hour HYMN Jesus join joyful King land leave light lines live Lord meet morn mountains mourning never night o'er pain peace pleasure praise pray prayer Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise roll round saints salvation Saviour seek shine shore shout sing sinner sins song soon sorrow soul sound spirit stand star stream sweet tears tell thee thine Think thou thou art thought throne voice wait wonder
الصفحة 48 - GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful hand ; Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more.
الصفحة 66 - HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled...
الصفحة 96 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
الصفحة 139 - I WOULD not live alway ; I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lurid mornings, that dawn on us here, Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway...
الصفحة 65 - In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! Each blessing to my soul more dear. Because conferred by thee.
الصفحة 201 - SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend ; Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Here I'll sit, for ever viewing Mercy's streams in streams of blood : Precious drops, my soul bedewing, Plead, and claim my peace with God.
الصفحة 44 - 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. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air ; His watchword at the gates of death ; He enters heaven with prayer. 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry,
الصفحة 132 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame ! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying; Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease,- fond nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away.