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Page 357 - 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 4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Returning from his ways, While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry,
Page 192 - 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!
Page 128 - Holy, holy, holy ! All the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.
Page 20 - 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 : — 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find, To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
Page 444 - Lord, by thee. 2 Thou art the Truth, thy word alone True wisdom can impart ; Thou only canst inform the mind And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life, the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm, And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ; Grant us that way to know, That truth to keep, that life to win, Whose *joys eternal flow.
Page 356 - FROM every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat : "Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads ; A place than all besides more sweet : It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
Page 35 - We a little longer wait ; But how little, none can know. 2 As the winged arrow flies Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind ; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise ; All below is but a dream.
Page 294 - 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.
Page 361 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy.
Page 429 - 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.

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