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adore almighty angels appear arms bear Behold beneath bless blood break breath bright bring Christ command Common Metre cross darkness dead dear death deep delight divine dreadful dust dwell dying earth eternal everlasting eyes face faith Father fear feet flame flesh forms give glorious glory gospel grace grow guilt hand head heart heaven heavenly hell holy honours hope hour humble HYMN immortal Jesus join joys King Lamb leave light live Long Metre look Lord Lyrics mighty mind mortal nature never pain passions peace pleasure praise race raise reigns rest rise roll round sacred saints salvation Saviour Sermons shine short sight sing sinners sins skies smile song sorrows soul sound sovereign speak Spirit spread stand sweet taste thee thine things thou thoughts thousand throne tongue voice wait wings
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Page 284 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Page 199 - MY God ! the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights ! 2 In darkest shades if he appear, My dawning is begun : He is my soul's sweet morning star, And he my rising sun.
Page 281 - MY dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2. Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will — Such love, and meekness so divine — I would transcribe and make them mine.
Page 159 - rest, That saw the Lord arise ; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints today ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray.
Page 211 - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3. ' 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 ; — 4. ' There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest ; And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.
Page 56 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died"— they cry, "To be exalted thus :"— "Worthy the Lamb"— our lips reply,
Page 282 - Give me the wings of faith, to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys ! How bright their glories be ! 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins and doubts and fears.
Page 211 - 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.
Page 175 - COME, we that love the Lord, And let our joys be known ; Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne.
Page 40 - Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease ? While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God...