The Psalter and Scripture Selections for Responsive Reading

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Herbert Barclay Turner
Barnes, 1906 - 57 pāgines
 

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Pāgina 460 - One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of the host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now.
Pāgina 569 - For him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown his head ; His name like sweet perfume shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name.
Pāgina 146 - Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining ; Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all...
Pāgina 461 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain ; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again.
Pāgina 41 - Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; Change and decay in all around I see : 0 Thou who changest not, abide with me...
Pāgina 395 - And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3...
Pāgina 492 - E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to Thee.
Pāgina 113 - Help in ages past, Our Hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal Home : Under the shadow of thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same.
Pāgina 614 - 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.
Pāgina 16 - The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me : I found trouble and sorrow. 4 Then called I upon the name of the LORD ; O LORD, I beseech thee, deliver my soul.

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