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Page 102 - So let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess; So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine. 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honours of our Saviour God, When the salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin.
Page 192 - Thou mayst smile at all thy foes. 2 See! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, , Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove: Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t' assuage ? Grace which, like the Lord the giver, Never fails from age to age.
Page 21 - 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 noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 119 - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all...
Page 152 - Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all.
Page 85 - How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, ^ And sought, but never found...
Page 76 - Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest; My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they 're formed within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! Where can a creature hide?
Page 91 - Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made : But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure ; May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ, the Lord, is pure.