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Página 168 - I dare not choose my lot ; I would not, if I might ; Choose Thou for me, my God ; So shall I walk aright.
Página 162 - Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 5. Labour is sweet, for Thou hast toiled ; And care is light, for Thou hast cared ; Ah ! never let our works be soiled With strife, or by deceit ensnared. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light.
Página 302 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Página 4 - Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary; The day must dawn, and darksome night be past; All journeys end in welcome to the weary, And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last.
Página 173 - O come, Thou Key of David, come And open wide our heavenly home; Make safe the way that leads on high, And close the path to misery.
Página 156 - Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ! Thou hast no time, bright day ! Dear fountain of refreshment To pilgrims far away ! Upon the Rock of Ages They raise thy holy tower ; Thine is the victor's laurel, And thine the golden dower.
Página 174 - And shall take His harvest home; From His field shall in that day All offences purge away; Give His angels charge at last In the fire the tares to cast, But the fruitful ears to store In His garner evermore. 4 Even so, Lord, quickly come To Thy final harvest-home; Gather Thou Thy people...
Página 168 - Take thou my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to thee may seem ; Choose thou my good and ill.