A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies and Families

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B. B. Mussey, 1840 - 540 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 134 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread, Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Pàgina 221 - Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all.
Pàgina 269 - COME ! said Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice ; I will guide you to your home ; Weary pilgrim, hither come ! 2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste ! 3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; Ye, whose...
Pàgina 440 - By which supported still we stand; The opening year Thy mercy shows; That mercy crowns it till it close. 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God; By His incessant bounty fed, By His unerring counsel led. 3 With grateful hearts the past we own; The future, all to us unknown, We to Thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before Thy feet.
Pàgina 275 - JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Pàgina 398 - God, our Help in ages past, Our Hope for years to come, Our Shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal Home...
Pàgina 155 - When in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless steps I ran; Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man.
Pàgina 536 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Pàgina 467 - SEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, With all-engaging charms ; Hark ! how he calls the tender lambs, And folds them in his arms ! 2 " Permit them to approach," he cries, " Nor scorn their humble name ; For 'twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came.
Pàgina 171 - 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 ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.

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