The School Song and Hymn Book: Designed for General Use in Schools, Academies, and SeminariesN. Brittan, L. H. Sherwood |
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... LAND . Young Vocalist , 134 . 1. There is a happy land , Far , far away ; Where saints in glory stand , Bright , bright as day . Oh , how they sweetly sing , Worthy is our Saviour King , Loud let his praises ring , Praise , praise for ...
... LAND . Young Vocalist , 134 . 1. There is a happy land , Far , far away ; Where saints in glory stand , Bright , bright as day . Oh , how they sweetly sing , Worthy is our Saviour King , Loud let his praises ring , Praise , praise for ...
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... land , Beams every eye ; Kept by a Father's hand , Love cannot die ; Then shall His kingdom come , Saints shall share a glorious home , And bright above the sun , We reign for aye . No. 16. THE FARMER PLOWS & SOWS HIS FIELD . Young ...
... land , Beams every eye ; Kept by a Father's hand , Love cannot die ; Then shall His kingdom come , Saints shall share a glorious home , And bright above the sun , We reign for aye . No. 16. THE FARMER PLOWS & SOWS HIS FIELD . Young ...
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... lands in east or west , I love my native land the best , With God's best gifts ' t is teeming ; No gold nor jewels here are found , Yet men of noble souls abound , And eyes of joy are gleaming . And eyes of joy are gleaming . 2. Before ...
... lands in east or west , I love my native land the best , With God's best gifts ' t is teeming ; No gold nor jewels here are found , Yet men of noble souls abound , And eyes of joy are gleaming . And eyes of joy are gleaming . 2. Before ...
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... land ; I seek her good , her glory : I honor every nation's name , Respect their fortune and their fame , But I love the land that bore me . But I love , & c . No. 46. DAYS OF THE MONTH . ( ROUND . ) School Singer , 64 . 1. Thirty days ...
... land ; I seek her good , her glory : I honor every nation's name , Respect their fortune and their fame , But I love the land that bore me . But I love , & c . No. 46. DAYS OF THE MONTH . ( ROUND . ) School Singer , 64 . 1. Thirty days ...
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... land our kindly cot , Where all our treasures be . 3. The mermaid on her rock may sing , The witch may weave her charm , Nor water sprite nor eldrich * thing The bonny boat can harm . It safely bears its scaly store Through many a ...
... land our kindly cot , Where all our treasures be . 3. The mermaid on her rock may sing , The witch may weave her charm , Nor water sprite nor eldrich * thing The bonny boat can harm . It safely bears its scaly store Through many a ...
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Page 80 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior!
Page 164 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Page 373 - GOD moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign, will. 3 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 375 - The days of our years are threescore years and ten; And if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, Yet is their strength labour and sorrow; For it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
Page 168 - E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 3. 1 would not live alway — no, welcome the tomb ! Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom ; There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise, To hail Him in triumph descending the skies.
Page 147 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 250 - Is it far away, in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold, Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand? Is it there, sweet mother! that better land? Not there, not there, my child ! Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy!
Page 135 - The old oaken bucket, the ironbound bucket, The moss-covered bucket which hung in the well. • 2. That moss-covered vessel I hail as a treasure ; For often, at noon, when returned from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing, And quick to the...
Page 145 - Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The majesty on high.
Page 331 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?