Heart and Voice: A Collection of Songs and Services for the Sunday School and the Home

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Ellis, 1908 - 347 pages
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Page 213 - 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 157 - Abide with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Page 236 - How silently, how silently, The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of his heaven. No ear may hear his coming, But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive him, still The dear Christ enters in.
Page 47 - Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, that he may dwell in thy courts. We shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple.
Page 157 - Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide thee, Though the eye of sinful man thy glory \ may not see; Only thou art holy; there is none beside thee, Perfect in power, in love and purity.
Page 157 - Thy bountiful care What tongue can recite ? It breathes in the air, It shines in the light. It streams from the hills, It descends to the plain, And sweetly distils In the dew and the rain.
Page 50 - Happy is the man that findeth wisdom, and the man that getteth understanding. For the merchandise of it is better than the merchandise of silver, and the gain thereof than fine gold.
Page 307 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love ; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.
Page 67 - Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee ; in whose heart are the ways of them.
Page 157 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me, on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.

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