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... thy power divine . 5 Great nature's God , still may these scenes Our serious hours engage ; Still may our grateful hearts consult Thy works ' instructive page . HYMN 29. C. M. [ # ] Blessings of Providence 22 GENERAL PRAISE .
... thy power divine . 5 Great nature's God , still may these scenes Our serious hours engage ; Still may our grateful hearts consult Thy works ' instructive page . HYMN 29. C. M. [ # ] Blessings of Providence 22 GENERAL PRAISE .
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... hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste , But sweet will be the flower . 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err , And scan his work in vain ; God is his own interpreter , And he will make it plain . HYMN 32. L. M. [ # ] Divine Protection . 1 My ...
... hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste , But sweet will be the flower . 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err , And scan his work in vain ; God is his own interpreter , And he will make it plain . HYMN 32. L. M. [ # ] Divine Protection . 1 My ...
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... hours . 3 Thy power , my ever - present guard , From every ill defends ; While numerous dangers hover round , My help from thee descends . 4 Beneath the shadow of thy wings , How sweet is my repose Thy morning light renews the springs ...
... hours . 3 Thy power , my ever - present guard , From every ill defends ; While numerous dangers hover round , My help from thee descends . 4 Beneath the shadow of thy wings , How sweet is my repose Thy morning light renews the springs ...
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... thousands through the skies . 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power ; Their motions speak thy skill ; And on the wings of every hour We read thy patience still . 3 Part of thy name divinely stands On all thy GENERAL PRAISE . 31.
... thousands through the skies . 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power ; Their motions speak thy skill ; And on the wings of every hour We read thy patience still . 3 Part of thy name divinely stands On all thy GENERAL PRAISE . 31.
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... hour . HYMN 45. P. M. [ # ] God our Redeemer . 35 1 HIGH o'er the heaven of heavens I saw , and trembled , O God of gods , thy robes of sacred splendour ! Thunders cherubic shouting , Holy ! holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 2 Drop down , ye ...
... hour . HYMN 45. P. M. [ # ] God our Redeemer . 35 1 HIGH o'er the heaven of heavens I saw , and trembled , O God of gods , thy robes of sacred splendour ! Thunders cherubic shouting , Holy ! holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 2 Drop down , ye ...
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Page 6 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 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 178 - He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! / 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad ; Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and...
Page 47 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night.
Page 303 - Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live At this poor, dying rate ! Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, And Thine to us so great ! 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers ! Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours.
Page 98 - He formed the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all His own, And all the solid ground. 3 Come, worship at His throne, Come, bow before the Lord : "We are His work, and not our own, He formed us by His word. 4 To-day attend His voice, Nor dare provoke His rod ; Come, like the people of His choice, And own your gracious God.
Page 24 - 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 282 - And press with vigour on : A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey : Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 ?Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; :Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye : 4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust.
Page 296 - In darkest shades if he appear, My dawning is begun ! He is my soul's sweet morning star, And he my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his heart is mine, And whispers, ' I am his !' 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word, Run up with joy the shining way, T
Page 87 - Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
Page 91 - Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound : May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels...