adore almighty angels Behold bless Bless'd blest bliss blood breast breath bright cheerful Christ darkness dear death delight divine dreadful dwell dying earth endless eternal ev'ry everlasting everlasting Song eyes faith Father Father divine fear feet friends give glorious glory gospel gracious guilt Hallelujah happy hast hath hear heart heav'nly heaven heavenly hell holy hope Hosanna hour humble humble souls immortal Jesus King Lamb Lamb of God let thy light live Lord love divine merey mortal mourn night o'er pain peace pow'r pray Prayer Redeemer reign rest rise sacred saints salvation Saviour Saviour bleed shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrows soul sound sovereign Spirit sweet tears thee thine thou art thro thy face thy grace thy love thy mercy thy name thy praise thy throne thy word tongue tongue Songs trembling voice vows to thee world unknown Ye saints
Page 54 - His sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
Page 60 - 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.
Page 273 - Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 "Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be : Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me?
Page 98 - To be exalted thus :" — " Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
Page 375 - See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove ; Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage — Grace, which, like the Lord, the giver, Never fails from age to age?
Page 61 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Page 55 - There is a stream whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God, Life, love and joy, still gliding through, And watering our divine abode.
Page 84 - Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest or gold from the mine?