The Shawm: Library of Church Music: Embracing about One Thousand Pieces, Consisting of Psalm and Hymn Tunes Adapted to Every Meter in Use, Anthems, Chants and Set Pieces; to which is Added an Original Cantata, Entitled Daniel: Or, The Captivity and Restoration. Including, Also, The Singing Class; an Entirely New and Practical Arrangement of the Elements of Music, Interspersed with Social Part-songs for Practice

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Page 208 - Pilgrim through this barren land; I am weak, but Thou art mighty, Hold me with Thy powerful hand; Bread of heaven, Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more!
Page 43 - Forgive, me, LORD, for Thy dear SON, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Page 46 - 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. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest! No mortal cares shall seize my breast. O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound.
Page 66 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
Page 121 - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
Page 101 - THAT I knew the secret place, Where I might find my God; I'd spread my wants before his face, And pour my woes abroad. 2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, What sorrows I sustain; How grace decays, and comfort dies, And leaves my heart in pain. 3 He knows what arguments I'd...
Page 194 - I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Page 1 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou Should'st lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path; but now Lead thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and spite of fears, Pride ruled my will ; remember not past years.

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