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ador'd age to age angels Ascension Day bless thy blessings flow blest breath cheerful Christ clouds courts crown crown'd death delight descend divine dost doth dwell endless eternal ev'ry tongue evermore exalted exalted high eyes fame Father fear fix'd foes form'd glad grief hail Hallelujah hast heart heav'n and earth highest heav'n Holy Ghost honour Hosannas humble HYMN immortal praise Jehovah Jesus King of Glory let us adore lute mighty N. V. PSALM ne'er o'er peace Pialm pow'r praise the Lord Praise ye pray'r proclaim Ptalm raise realms of joy reigns rejoice renown'd righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners solemn song songs of praise soul sound spread steadfast hope thanks thee thine thou thy glory thy grace Thy mercy thy name thy praise thy throne thy wondrous Thy word Vital spark voice wings woes Ye saints ye the Lord
Página 24 - 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 84 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, To be exalted thus : Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply, For he was slain for us.
Página 46 - The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
Página 39 - JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Página 22 - What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball ; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.
Página 93 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Página 75 - HARK, the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born King, Peace on earth, and mercy mild, GOD and sinners reconciled. Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies, With th' angelic host proclaim, CHRIST is born in Bethlehem.
Página 24 - 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.
Página 70 - From the cl. Psalm of David. 1 OH, praise the Lord in that blest place From whence his goodness largely flows ; Praise him in heaven where he his face, Unveil'd, in perfect glory shows. 2 Praise him for all the mighty acts Which he in our behalf has done ; His kindness this return exacts, With which our praise should equal run.