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Página 135 - Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be ; Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?
Página 136 - Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall ; Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all?
Página 308 - There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace and joy and love She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Página 135 - Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore ; Oh ! for grace to love thee more.
Página 308 - What thanks I owe thee, and what love, A boundless, endless store, Shall echo through the realms above When time shall be no more.
Página 221 - Have you no words ? Ah ! think again, Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear, With the sad tale of all your care. 6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, " Hear what the Lord has done for me.
Página 165 - As the winged arrow flies, Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind ; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise; All below is but a dream.
Página 355 - May the Grace of Christ our Saviour, And the Father's boundless Love, With the Holy Spirit's Favour, Rest upon us from above. Thus may we abide in union, With each other and the LORD ; And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford.