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Page 230 - WHEN gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark and friends are few, On him I lean who not in vain Experienced every human pain ; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears.
Page 164 - A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our Lord shall fill, The royal seat of God most high : God dwells in Sion, whose fair towers Shall mock th' assaults of earthly powers, While his Almighty aid is nigh.
Page 230 - And oh, when I have safely past Through every conflict but the last, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My painful bed, for Thou hast died ! Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear away.
Page 208 - Tis the blood of many slain ; Of his foes there's none remaining, None, the contest to maintain : Fallen they are, no more to rise ; All their glory prostrate lies. 4 Mighty Victor, reign for ever ; Wear the crown so dearly won ; Never shall thy people, never, Cease to sing what thou hast done ; Thou hast fought thy people's foes ; Thou hast healed thy people's woes.
Page 160 - And saints on earth adore, Be glory as in ages past, As now it is, and so shall last When time shall be no more.
Page 159 - Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, The feeling heart, the judging head, In heavenly praise employ ; Spread his tremendous name around, Till heaven's broad arch rings back the sound, The general burst of joy.
Page 230 - He who once vouchsafed to bear The sickening anguish of despair Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye.
Page 163 - Till I thy foes thy footstool make, Sit thou in state at my right hand : Supreme in Sion thou shalt be, And all thy proud opposers see Subjected to thy just command. 2 " Thee, in thy power's triumphant day, The willing people shall obey; And, when thy rising beams they view, Shall all, (redeem'd from error's night,) Appear more numerous and bright Than crystal drops of morning dew.