The Sunday School Hymn Book ... Eleventh ThousandLondon 1860., 1860 - 16 pàgines |
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The Sunday School Hymn Book ... Eleventh Thousand I. P. C.,Leeds Sunday school union Visualització completa - 1860 |
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Pàgina 133 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Pàgina 156 - Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, Thy will be done.
Pàgina 66 - Hope of every contrite heart, O Joy of all the meek, To those who fall how kind Thou art, How good to those who seek...
Pàgina 92 - Thou art coming to a King : Large petitions with thee bring ; For His grace and power are such, None can ever ask too much.
Pàgina 32 - 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 lips they break. 3 Within Thy circling power I stand ; On every side I find Thy hand ; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God.
Pàgina 137 - MY God, how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening new ; And morning mercies from above Gently distil like early dew. 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 I yield my powers to thy command ; To thee I consecrate my days : Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise.
Pàgina 71 - To be exalted thus :" "Worthy the LAMB," our lips reply, For He was slain for us.
Pàgina 74 - And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth: Before him on the mountains Shall peace the herald go; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow.
Pàgina 63 - MY dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2. Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will — Such love, and meekness so divine — I would transcribe and make them mine.
Pàgina 247 - Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright : And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.