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Página 162 - Strong in the Lord of Hosts, And in his mighty power; Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, Is more than conqueror.
Página 87 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and early rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Página 127 - Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race.
Página 99 - Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou Who changest not, abide with me.
Página 86 - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice.
Página 169 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Página 136 - Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Página 133 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take: The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Página 45 - A heart resigned, submissive, meek, my great Redeemer's throne; where only Christ is heard to speak, where Jesus reigns alone: 3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, believing, true, and clean, which neither life nor death can part from him that dwells within: 4 A heart in every thought renewed, and full of love divine; perfect and right and pure and good — a copy, Lord, of thine.