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Ages of silence angels beam behold beneath bids bless blest bliss blood divine BOWRING breast breath bright burst calm celestial clouds COWPER dark day of wonder death deep delight divine dread drest dust dwell earth earthly EDMESTON eternal eternal grace ev'ry everlasting eye Of Providence faint faith Father fear gloom glorious glory glow grace grave hail harp hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour immortal Jesus light living Lord lyre MADAME GUION mercy mighty to save morning mortal ne'er nigh night o'er pain peace praise prayer reign repose rest rise round Sabbath sacred saints Saviour scene seraphs shades shine silence sing skies sleep slumber smile solemn song sorrow soul spirit star Star of Bethlehem stream sweet tears tempest temple thee thine thou art thou hast thought thro throne thy love tomb voice wave weary weep wings wonders
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Стр. 201 - JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave, and follow Thee; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence my All shalt be. Perish, every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known; Yet how rich is my condition ! God, and heaven, are still my own.
Стр. 205 - WHEN gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On Him I lean, who, not in vain, Experienced every human pain ; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears.
Стр. 223 - FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree, And seem by thy sweet bounty made, For those who follow thee.
Стр. 154 - Prayer is the simplest form of speech., That infant lips can try ; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air ; His watchword at the gates of death, He enters heaven by prayer. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And say, Behold ! he prays.
Стр. 43 - Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform, and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Стр. 179 - The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat : His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set.
Стр. 214 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming Love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave.
Стр. 43 - With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise. Join voices, all ye living souls : ye birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise.
Стр. 337 - Come then, and, added to thy many crowns, Receive yet one, the crown of all the earth, Thou who alone art worthy ! It was thine By ancient covenant, ere nature's birth ; And thou hast made it thine by purchase since, And overpaid its value with thy blood.
Стр. 215 - THE billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wintry sky ; Out of the depths to thee I call, — My fears are great, my strength is small. O Lord, the pilot's part perform, And guard and guide me through the storm ; Defend me from each threatening ill, Control the waves, — say, "Peace ! be still.