Church Harmonies: A Collection of Hymns and Tunes for the Use of Congregations

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Universalist Publishing House, 1885 - Hymns, English - 318 pages
 

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Page 69 - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth with her ten thousand tongues Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
Page 163 - PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire Uttered or unexpressed; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. Prayer is the burden of a sigh The falling of a tear; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Page 99 - Day-star, in my heart appear. 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn Unaccompanied by Thee ; Joyless is the day's return Till Thy mercy's beams I see — Till they inward light impart, Glad my eyes and warm my heart.
Page 249 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow; The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Page 93 - GO to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the Tempter's power. Your Redeemer's conflict see : Watch with Him one bitter hour. Turn not from His griefs away : Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 2 Follow to the judgment-hall : View the Lord of life arraigned.
Page 61 - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
Page 61 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, •And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 12 - ' That saw the Lord arise ! Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray.
Page 184 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Page 83 - COME, holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Kindle a flame of sacred love , In these cold hearts of ours.

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