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Strona 124 - 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 noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Strona 180 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Strona 171 - Thus spake the seraph ; and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song: 6 '• All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ; Good-will henceforth from Heaven to men Begin, and never cease !" 164 1 MY God, the spring of all my joys.
Strona 129 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Strona 207 - Jesus' sacred voice, Come and make my paths your choice : I will guide you to your home ; Weary pilgrim, hither come ! 2 Thou, who, houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste ! 3 Ye, who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; Ye, whose...
Strona 473 - With all-engaging charms; Hark ! how He calls the tender lambs, And folds them in His arms. 2 "Permit them to approach," He cries, " Nor scorn their humble name ; For 'twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came.
Strona 430 - rest, That saw the Lord arise ; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints today ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray.
Strona 364 - SOMETIMES a light surprises The Christian while he sings ; It is the Lord who rises With healing in his wings : When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain. 2 In holy contemplation, We sweetly then pursue The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new : Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say, E'en let th' unknown to-morrow * Bring with it what it may.
Strona 186 - Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die : O Christ, thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death and conquered sin. 3 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! The winged squadrons of the sky ^ Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see the approaching Sacrifice.