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Abba Father adore Almighty angels art Thou behold bids bless blessèd blest bliss bread bright cheer Christ cross crown dear death didst dost doth dwell earth endless eternal everlasting everlasting song evermore eyes face faint faith Father's Father's glory fear foes Friend Gethsemane give glorious God's gracious grief Hallelujah happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope Jesus joyful King Lamb Lamb of God light live Love divine meet mercy ne'er never nigh night o'er path peace praise prayer precious precious blood ransom'd redeem'd Redeemer reign rejoice rest salvation Satan Saviour shame Shepherd shine sing sinners sins skies slain song Songs of praise sorrow soul Spirit sweet tears Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast throne Thy blood Thy glory Thy grace Thy hand Thy love Thy name Thy saints tongue triumph Twas voice wash'd weary wilt wonder ye saints
Page 260 - 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, lov'st thou Me?
Page 154 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Page 332 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on ; I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on.
Page 365 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 234 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...
Page 193 - As a little child relies On a care beyond his own ; Knows he's neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone ; Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide.
Page 82 - HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
Page 366 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...