A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship

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Charles J. Hendee and G.W. Palmer & Company, 1839 - 442 páginas
 

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Página 379 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night, Before the rising sun.
Página 148 - 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 noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Página 53 - Thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light; Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own almighty wings ! 2 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. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; To die, that this vile body may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Página 421 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never withering flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours.
Página 421 - Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
Página 299 - LOVE DIVINE, ALL LOVE EXCELLING. 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 47 - HARK the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.
Página 138 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Página 42 - Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand.
Página 12 - LORD of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples are ! To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires To see my God.

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