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Pàgina 131 - Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound : May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels...
Pàgina 82 - As the winged arrow flies, Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind ; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream.
Pàgina 59 - Jesus, hear our humble prayer ! Tender Shepherd of thy sheep ! Let thy mercy and thy care All our souls in safety keep'.
Pàgina 51 - In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me : As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.
Pàgina 53 - Deep horror then my vitals froze, Deathstruck, I ceased the tide to stem ; When suddenly a star arose, It was the Star of Bethlehem.
Pàgina 87 - Plenteous grace with Thee is found, — Grace to pardon all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within.
Pàgina 55 - When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply ; The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.
Pàgina 117 - 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.
Pàgina 74 - Mid the springing grass prepare. 2 When I faint with summer's heat, Thou shalt guide my weary feet, To the streams that, still and slow, Through the verdant meadows flow. 3 Safe the dreary vale I tread, By the shades of death o'erspread, With thy rod and staff supplied, This my guard — and that my guide.