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Pàgina 604 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases. And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.
Pàgina 515 - OH ! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, — A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
Pàgina 488 - Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire, ascending, seeks the sun ; Both speed them to their source : So a soul, that's born of God, Pants to view His glorious face, Upward tends to His abode, To rest in His embrace.
Pàgina 197 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and He destroy.
Pàgina 272 - Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known ; He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lipa they break.
Pàgina 397 - JESUS, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last.
Pàgina 618 - My native country! thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills, .Like that above.
Pàgina 356 - ANGELS, from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye, who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth: Come and worship ! Worship Christ the new-born King!
Pàgina 356 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East ! — the horizon adorning — Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Pàgina 484 - NO more, my God— I boast no more Of all the duties I have done ; I quit the hopes I held before, To trust the merits of thy Son. 2 Now, for the love I bear his name, What was my gain. I count my loss ; My former pride I call my shame, And nail my glory to his cross. 3 Yes — and I must and will esteem AH things but loss for Jesus' sake ; Oh ! may my soul be found in him, And of his righteousness partake.