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Стр. 36 - AS pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase ; So longs my soul, O GOD, for thee, And thy refreshing grace. 2 For thee, my GOD, the living GOD, My thirsty soul doth pine ; O ! when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty divine...
Стр. clv - 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.
Стр. 50 - TO bless thy chosen race, In mercy, LORD, incline ; And cause the brightness of thy face On all thy saints to shine : 2 That so thy wondrous way May through the world be known ; While distant lands their tribute pay, And thy salvation own.
Стр. 22 - THE LORD himself, the mighty LORD, Vouchsafes to be my guide; The shepherd, by whose constant care My wants are all supplied. 2 In tender grass he makes me feed, / And gently there repose ; ** Then leads me to cool shades, and where Refreshing water flows.
Стр. 91 - THOU, Lord, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down; My secret thoughts are known to thee, Known long before conceived by me. 2 Thine eye my bed and path surveys, My public haunts and private ways ; Thou know'st what 'tis my lips would vent, My yet unuttered words...
Стр. xi - There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay, " Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, " Ye everlasting doors give way!
Стр. 74 - O RENDER thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm through ages past Has stood, and shall for ever last. 2 Who can His mighty deeds express, Not only vast but numberless ? What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise?