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Page 149 - Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own. Are to my God distinctly known ; He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand ; On every side I find thy hand : Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God.
Page 234 - People and realms, of every tongue, Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name.
Page 468 - 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.
Page 518 - Here may we prove the power of prayer To strengthen faith, and sweeten care, To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all Heaven before our eyes.
Page 139 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 475 - Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill The lily must decay; The rose that blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away.
Page 490 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...
Page 229 - To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord; And this shall be the sign: "The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.