Hymns for Church and Home

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J. B. Lippincott, 1860 - 291 strán (strany)
 

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Strana 305 - Lo, such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.
Strana 280 - JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow Thee; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be. Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition ! God and heaven are still my own.
Strana 321 - FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree, And seem by thy sweet bounty made, For those who follow thee.
Strana 83 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! 2 Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining ; Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all...
Strana 261 - LORD, my best desire fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears ? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears...
Strana 248 - 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, For he was slain for us.
Strana 302 - SUN of my soul, thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near ; Oh may no earthborn cloud arise, To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
Strana 106 - And melt mine eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe : Here, Lord, I give myself away, Tis all that I can do.
Strana 30 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, — 'While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Strana 50 - LORD of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples, are ! To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires To see my God.

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