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Page 7 - Prince of peace ! Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings : Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth.
Page 52 - Toil on, faint not, keep watch, and pray ; Be wise, the erring soul to win ; Go forth into the world's highway, Compel the wanderer to come in. 6 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice ; For toil comes rest, for exile home ; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, The midnight peal, Behold I come ! fi Q " Not slothful in business; fervent in 8 8' spirit,
Page 39 - While the multitudes go by. You can chant in happy measure, As they slowly pass along; Though they may forget the singer, They will not forget the song.
Page 31 - Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is. high: Hide me, O my Saviour ! hide, Till the storm of life be past ; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last ! 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee.
Page 58 - Save, Lord, or we perish." St. Matt. viii. 25. TT^HEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is * • streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker : "Save, Lord, or we perish.
Page 188 - ... the knowledge of the true God, and of Jesus Christ, whom he hath sent ; and to fit us, by divine grace, for the enjoyment of a future world.
Page 119 - I have surely heard Ephraim bemoaning himself thus ; Thou hast chastised me and I was chastised, as a bullock unaccustomed to the yoke : turn thou me, and I shall be turned ; for thou art the Lord my God.
Page 66 - But when ye pray, use not vain repetitions, as the heathen do: for they think that they shall be heard for their much speaking.