A selection of hymns, from various authors, adapted to public worship by T. Westlake

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Página 350 - 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.
Página 182 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand And there confess my sin.
Página 166 - All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem And crown Him Lord of all.
Página 203 - Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore ; Oh ! for grace to love thee more.
Página 293 - While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer ; As my guide, my guard, my friend, Lead me to my journey's end.
Página 195 - O make this heart rejoice or ache; Decide this doubt for me ; And if it be not broken, break, And heal it if it be.
Página 227 - Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, prone to leave the God I love; take my heart, O take and seal it, seal it from thy courts above!
Página 197 - CHILDREN of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in His works and ways. 2...
Página 170 - Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart! Rise to all eternity!
Página 160 - Friend, my Prophet, Priest, and King, my Lord, my life, my way, my end, accept the praise I bring. Weak is the effort of my heart, and cold my warmest thought; but when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought. Till then I would thy love proclaim with every fleeting breath: and may the music of thy name refresh my soul in death.

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