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Página 138 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Página 137 - WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys ; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Página 123 - 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.
Página 28 - HIGH in the heavens, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens thy designs. 2...
Página 104 - Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand ; So when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land.
Página 458 - This life's a dream, an empty show ; But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere ; When shall I wake and find me there ? 5 O glorious hour! O blest abode ! I shall be near, and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul.
Página 107 - Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave ; He that redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save.
Página 52 - 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.