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Almighty angels babe begin Behold betimes bless blood breath brother brought child Christ COMMANDMENTS creatures curse danger dare dead death delight DIVINE SONGS door dreadful duty dwell early earth eyes face Father fear flower give given glorious glory gospel grace grow guard hands hard head hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy honour hope HOSANNA hour HYMN I'll keep King known lies live Lord METRE mind morning mother never obey once pain pardon parents Pity play poor praise pray race reigns religion rest rich rise rose round shines sight sing sinners sins SONG soul sweet taught tell thee There's things thou thoughts tongue truth turn walk waste wicked wonders young youth
Pàgina 49 - tis to see A whole assembly worship thee ! At once they sing, at once they pray ; They hear of heaven, and learn the way. I have been there, and still would go ; 'Tis like a little heaven below : Not all my pleasure and my play Shall tempt me to forget this day.
Pàgina 66 - Just such is the Christian ; his course he begins, Like the sun in a mist, when he mourns for his sins, And melts into tears ; then he breaks out and shines, And travels his heavenly way : But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace, And gives a sure hope, at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array.
Pàgina 33 - DOGS DELIGHT to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight. For 'tis their nature too. But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes.
Pàgina 11 - I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food ; He formed the creatures with His word, And then pronounced them good.
Pàgina 46 - When from the chambers of the east His morning race begins, He never tires, nor stops to rest, But round the world he shines. So, like the sun, would I fulfil The business of the day: Begin my work betimes, and still March on my heavenly way. Give me, O Lord, thy early grace, Nor let my soul complain That the young morning of my days Has all been spent in vain.
Pàgina 31 - But liars we can never trust, Though they should speak the thing that's true ; And he that does one fault at first, And lies to hide it, makes it two.
Pàgina 70 - PITY the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door ; Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span ; Oh ! give relie-t", and Heaven will bless your store.
Pàgina 68 - Soft and easy is thy cradle; Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay: When His birthplace was a stable, And His softest bed was hay.