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第340页 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die!
第328页 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me, on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
第657页 - The mighty God, whose matchless power Is ever new and ever young, And firm endures while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4. From thee, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die.
第551页 - Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, . The Christian's native air ; His watchword at the gates of death; He enters heaven with prayer. 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice And cry,
第317页 - And the third day he rose again according to the Scriptures, And ascended into heaven, And sitteth on the right hand of the Father. And he shall come again with glory to judge both the quick and the dead : Whose kingdom shall have no end.
第363页 - Thou who didst come to bring, On Thy redeeming wing, Healing and sight. Health to the sick in mind. Sight to the inly blind, Oh, now to all mankind Let there be light!
第437页 - Sons of men, and angels say; Raise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done ; Fought the fight, the battle won : Lo ! our Sun's eclipse is o'er ; Lo ! He sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; Christ hath burst the gates of hell ; Death in vain forbids His rise ; Christ hath opened Paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King ; Where, O death, is now thy sting?
第513页 - GRANT, 1838. ~\T 7HEN 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.