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Page 78 - And gathered them out of the lands, from the east, and from the west, from the north, and from the south.
Page 25 - The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul. The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
Page 85 - And love and joy, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth: Before Him on the mountains Shall peace, the herald, go; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow.
Page 77 - For they got not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them : but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them.
Page 19 - Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill The lily must decay; The rose that blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away.
Page 122 - Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.
Page 80 - What thou shalt to-day provide Let me as a child receive ; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to thy wisdom leave : 'Tis enough that thou wilt care ; Why should I the burden bear...
Page 136 - In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer.