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Pàgina lxiii - People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His Name. 4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest.
Pàgina lxiii - 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 148 - And comes t' exalt his power. 2 Her dust and ruins that remain Are precious in our eyes; Those ruins shall be built again, And all that dust shall rise. 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, And stand in glory there; Nations shall bow before his name, And kings attend with fear. 4 He sits a Sovereign on his throne, With pity in his eyes ; He hears the dying prisoners' groan, And sees their sighs arise.
Pàgina 19 - What I've committed to His hands, Till the decisive hour. 4 Then will He own my worthless name Before His Father's face, And in the New Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place.
Pàgina viii - He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face ; And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them.
Pàgina 152 - Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower ; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, -. It withers in an hour. 6 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure.
Pàgina 32 - With hands well washed in innocence ; But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. 4 I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple where thine honors dwell There shall I hear thy holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell.
Pàgina l - ... bring ; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, Thy flowers adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times and moons and hours, Heaven, earth, and air are thine; When clouds distil in fruitful showers, The author is divine. 4 Those wandering cisterns in the sky, Borne by the winds around, With watery treasures well supply The furrows of the ground. 5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, And ranks of corn appear; Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness crowns the year.