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Page 63 - For why ? the LORD our GOD is good, His Mercy is for ever sure ; His Truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure.
Page 109 - HARK, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes ! The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.
Page 116 - When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast.
Page 63 - God indeed ; Without our aid he did us make : We are his flock, he doth us feed ; And for his sheep he doth us take.
Page 117 - Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from Thee ; Thou art He, who, never weary, Watchest where Thy people be.
Page 110 - THE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar : Who follows in his train? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in his train.
Page 108 - Rob'd in dreadful majesty ; Those who set at nought, and sold Him, Pierc'd and nail'd Him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see.
Page 107 - GREAT God, what do I see and hear ! The end of things created ! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory seated ! The trumpet sounds ; the graves restore The dead which they contained before ; Prepare, my soul, to meet Him...