Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian Devotion in Public and Private. Selected from the Best Authors, with Variations and Additions

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Wells, 1820 - 507 páginas

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Página 38 - 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 noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Página 225 - 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.
Página 23 - Tis Jesus, the first and the last, Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home ; We'll praise him for all that is past, And trust him for all that's to come.
Página 75 - HAPPY the heart where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast ; Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear ; Our stubborn sins will fight and reign If love be absent there.
Página 115 - With warm desires To see my God. 2 O happy souls that pray, Where God appoints to hear ! O happy men, that pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still ; And happy they That love the way To Zion's hill.
Página 227 - In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer.
Página 115 - LET party names no more The Christian world o'erspread ; Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, Are one in Christ, their Head. 2 Among the saints on earth, Let mutual love be found ; Heirs of the same inheritance, With mutual blessings crowned.
Página 32 - BEHOLD, the morning sun Begins his glorious way ; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight.
Página 213 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death in distant worlds The glorious theme renew.
Página 31 - Blow ye the trumpet, blow, The gladly solemn sound ; Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

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