Hymns for Church services: arranged according to the articles of the Creed

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John and Charles Mozley, 1852
 

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Strana 17 - 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.
Strana 6 - BEFORE JEHOVAH'S awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the LORD is GOD alone ; He can create, and he destroy.
Strana 223 - Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish darts be hurled, Then I can smile at satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ; 4 There...
Strana 17 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Strana 36 - I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Strana 75 - ONE there is, above all others, • • Well deserves the name of Friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end.
Strana 188 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Strana 24 - The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth...
Strana 137 - Whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only light, Sun of Righteousness, arise! Triumph o'er the shades of night ! Day-spring from on high, be near; Day-star, in my heart appear.

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