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Página 39 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and He destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to His fold again.
Página 257 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3. Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; — Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high.
Página 566 - WHILE with ceaseless course the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here. Fixed in an eternal state, They have done with all below. We a little longer wait ; But how little, none can know.
Página 599 - MY God, how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening new ; And morning mercies from above Gently distil like early dew. 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 I yield my powers to thy command ; To thee I consecrate my days : Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise.
Página 313 - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
Página 281 - We need not bid, for cloistered cell, Our neighbour and our work farewell, Nor strive to wind ourselves too high For sinful man beneath the sky: The trivial round, the common task, Would furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves; a road To bring us daily nearer God.
Página 205 - He shall come down like showers, Upon the fruitful earth, And love and joy, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth : Before Him on the mountains Shall peace, the herald, go ; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow.
Página 157 - Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining, Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all...