The Oxford selection of Psalms and hymns, for the use of parish churches

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Henry Slatter, 1848 - 198 páginas
 

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Página 16 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Página 12 - T^HE spacious firmament on high, •*• With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. Th' unwearied Sun from day to day Does his Creator's power display; And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale ; And nightly to the...
Página 140 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne And worship only thee.
Página 140 - 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.
Página 173 - Holy, Holy, Holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art Holy : there is none beside Thee Perfect in power, in love, and purity, Holy, Holy, Holy! LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...
Página 54 - God, our Help in ages past, Our Hope for years to come, Our Shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal Home...
Página 124 - LOVE divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down, Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown ! Jesus, Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love, Thou art ! Visit us with Thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart.
Página 187 - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Página 145 - The God of Abraham praise, At whose supreme command From earth I rise — and seek the joys At his right hand ; I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame and power, And him my only portion make, My shield and tower.
Página 156 - HOW beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal. 2 How charming is their voice! How sweet the tidings are! " Zion, behold Thy Saviour King ; He reigns and triumphs here.

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