A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship

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Carter, Hendee & Company, 1851 - 442 páginas
 

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Página 371 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
Página 194 - For Him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown His head ; His name like sweet perfume shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His Name.
Página 53 - 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 64 - 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 373 - Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all.
Página 29 - 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 272 - Forgetful of my highest love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth ? Why should I cleave to things below, And...
Página 424 - With grateful hearts the past we own ; The future all to us unknown, We to thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before thy feet.
Página 457 - 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 372 - Could we but climb where Moses stood And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood Should fright us from the shore.

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