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appear begin blessings bread bright brings cheerful child comfort dark dear death delight dwell earth ev'ry evil Father fear fields flow flow'rs friends give grace green hand happy head hear heart heav'nly heaven holy hope hour humble Jesus keep kind labours lead let thy light live look Lord meet mind morning Mother never night o'er once pain pass past path peace play pleasant pleasure poor pow'r praise pray Prayer prove rest rich rise round Saviour season seek seen sheep Shepherd's shine sight sinners sins skies sleeping smile soon soul spirit spread spring streams supply sweet Teach tears tell thee thine thing thou thought thy love tree trust truth turn voice wait Wisdom yield young youth
الصفحة 101 - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way!
الصفحة 49 - WESLEY'S COL. For Christian Principles. 1 MY God, my strength, my hope, On thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know thou hear'st my prayer. Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do ; On thee, almighty to create, Almighty to renew. 2 I want a sober mind, A self-renouncing will, That tramples down and casts behind The baits of pleasing ill...
الصفحة 102 - I am, not wholly so, Since quickened by Thy breath; Oh, lead me wheresoe'er I go, Through this day's life or death. This day, be bread and peace my lot: All else beneath the sun, Thou know'st if best bestowed or not; And let Thy will be done.
الصفحة 101 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
الصفحة 57 - To do to others as I would That they should do to me, Will make me honest, kind, and good, As children ought to be.
الصفحة 25 - She guides the young, with innocence, In Pleasure's path to tread, A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head.
الصفحة 29 - 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.
الصفحة 87 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread ; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray.