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Página 69 - 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 20 - THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ.
Página 25 - AS pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase ; So longs my soul, O GOD, for thee, And thy refreshing grace. 2 For thee, my GOD, the living GOD, My thirsty soul doth pine ; O ! when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty divine...
Página 70 - 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. What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball? What though...
Página 109 - His anguished soul surveyed Those pangs He would not flee, What love His latest words displayed,
Página 85 - THE hour of my departure's come ; I hear the voice that calls me home ; At last, O Lord, let trouble cease, And let thy servant die in peace.
Página 102 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed : Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Página 35 - TO bless thy chosen race, In mercy, LORD, incline ; And cause the brightness of thy face On all thy saints to shine : 2 That so thy wondrous way May through the world be known ; While distant lands their tribute pay, And thy salvation own.