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... lift Awake , our souls ! away our fears up Before Jehovah's awful throne Behold the gloomy vale Behold the western evening light Behold where , breathing love divine Beneath our feet and o'er our head Beneath the shadow of the cross ...
... lift Awake , our souls ! away our fears up Before Jehovah's awful throne Behold the gloomy vale Behold the western evening light Behold where , breathing love divine Beneath our feet and o'er our head Beneath the shadow of the cross ...
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... lift thy glance . Children of the heavenly King . Christian warrior ! faint not , fear not . City of God ! how broad and far Come , Christians , brethren ! ere we part Come , Holy One , in love . Come , kingdom of our God Come , let us ...
... lift thy glance . Children of the heavenly King . Christian warrior ! faint not , fear not . City of God ! how broad and far Come , Christians , brethren ! ere we part Come , Holy One , in love . Come , kingdom of our God Come , let us ...
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... Lift up your heads , ye gates of brass . Light of life , seraphic Fire Like Noah's weary dove Like shadows gliding o'er the plain Living or dying , Lord , I would be thine Lo ! God is here ! let us adore . Lo ! I come with joy to do Lo ...
... Lift up your heads , ye gates of brass . Light of life , seraphic Fire Like Noah's weary dove Like shadows gliding o'er the plain Living or dying , Lord , I would be thine Lo ! God is here ! let us adore . Lo ! I come with joy to do Lo ...
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... lift up thy countenance O Lord ! my best desire fulfil O Lord of hosts ! Almighty King . O Lord , our King , how excellent O Lord ! our languid souls inspire . O Lord ! thy everlasting grace . O Lord thy heavenly grace impart O Lord ...
... lift up thy countenance O Lord ! my best desire fulfil O Lord of hosts ! Almighty King . O Lord , our King , how excellent O Lord ! our languid souls inspire . O Lord ! thy everlasting grace . O Lord thy heavenly grace impart O Lord ...
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... lift up thy voice IO . IIO 16 The Lord is my shepherd , no want shall I know 433 The Lord my pasture shall prepare The Lord my shepherd is . 436 437 INDEX OF FIRST LINES . xxix HYMN 438 • 173 xxviii INDEX OF FIRST LINES .
... lift up thy voice IO . IIO 16 The Lord is my shepherd , no want shall I know 433 The Lord my pasture shall prepare The Lord my shepherd is . 436 437 INDEX OF FIRST LINES . xxix HYMN 438 • 173 xxviii INDEX OF FIRST LINES .
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adore angels art thou beneath bless blest breast breath bright calm Catherine Winkworth cease CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT cheer clouds darkness death divine DODDRIDGE dost doth dwell earth earthly EMILY TAYLOR eternal everlasting evermore faint faith Father Father divine fear FELICIA HEMANS give glorious glory God's gracious grief H. F. LYTE Hallelujah hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour hymn J. H. NEWMAN King let thy life's light live Lord Lydia Sigourney MONTGOMERY morning mortal nigh night o'er peace pray prayer rejoice repentant song resign rest rise shade shine sing skies sleep song sorrow soul stars strength sweet tears thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne thy grace thy hand thy love thy mercy thy power thy praise thy presence thy spirit thy word toil trust truth unto voice wandering WATTS weary Wesley wilt wings worship
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Page 10 - Hark! They whisper: Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Page 10 - One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of the host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now.
Page 10 - FRIEND after friend departs ; Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Page 27 - Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The majesty on high.
Page 10 - His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed. He brought us to his fold again.
Page 10 - It can bring with it nothing But he will bear us through : Who gives the lilies clothing Will clothe his people too : Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens Will give his children bread.
Page 10 - Ye are travelling home to God, In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now — and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ; You on Jesus' throne shall rest : There your seat is now prepared — There your kingdom and reward.
Page 27 - One by one the sands are flowing; One by one the moments fall, Some are coming, some are going; Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one thy duties wait thee ; Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee; Learn thou first what these can teach.
Page 10 - Jesus, where'er Thy people meet, There they behold Thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek Thee, thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For Thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And going, take Thee to their home.
Page 15 - I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food ; He formed the creatures with his word, And then pronounced them good.