The Universalist Hymn-book: A New Collection of Psalms and Hymns, for the Use of Universalist Societies

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Munroe and Francis, 1828 - 396 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 63 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, •And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Pàgina 322 - BLOW ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound; Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom.d sinners, home.
Pàgina 118 - I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Pàgina 19 - Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings flow, Far as the curse is found.
Pàgina 113 - BLEST are the sons of peace, Whose hearts and hopes are one ; Whose kind designs to serve and please Through all their actions run. 2 Blest is the pious house Where zeal and friendship meet ; Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, Make their communion sweet.
Pàgina 46 - THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord ; In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines.
Pàgina 185 - T^HROUGH all the changing scenes of life -*• In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ.
Pàgina 343 - Same. 1 BEHOLD, where, in a mortal form, Appears each grace divine ; The virtues, all in Jesus met, With mildest radiance shine. 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, To give the mourner joy, To preach glad tidings to the poor, Was his divine employ. 3...
Pàgina 191 - How beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill, Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice, How sweet the tidings are ! "Zion, behold thy Saviour King; He reigns and triumphs here.
Pàgina 15 - People and realms, of every tongue, Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name.

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