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aching adoration ALEXANDER RICHARDSON anchor angel voices anxious art my peace art my peace—I beam BEAUTY Behold Thee beloved Bind bitter bleeding blest bliss bright land cling cloud coming dark day by day dearness draws DUBLIN dwelling earthly love ebbing Evermore face Faded fair fairest fight fleet flesh foes fond forever fret glory going gone grieve hand Hath hear Thy voice heart grows Heaven heavenly Heavenward journey help Thou Hopeless—I hour HYMNS Jesus King land of cloudless land of wonder life's light and sunshine Lord lure nest-bound never nigh night poor pure rest with Thee restless satisfied Saviour seek ye shadow sigh sorrow soul Spirit star stay with thee strife sure sweet tear There's thing Thou art Thou hast Thy blessed Unto aught veil wander Warwick Lane Wearied—I weary Whispers wild wing world's Ye seek yearning yonder Yonder—where Thy presence
Page 33 - When deep within our swelling hearts The thoughts of pride and anger rise, When bitter words are on our tongues, And tears of passion in our eyes ; Then we may stay the angry blow, Then we may check the hasty word.
Page v - Where angel voices, swelling In triumphant hallelujahs, make the vaulted heavens ring ? — Where the pearly gates are gleaming, And the Morning Star is beaming ? — Oh, when shall I be yonder in the presence of the King ? Oh, when shall I be yonder ? The longing...
Page iv - Oh to be over yonder ! Alas ! I sigh and ponder — Why clings my poor weak heart to any earthly thing ? Each tie of earth must sever, And pass away for ever : There's no more separation in the presence of the King.
Page v - Oh, when shall I be yonder ? The longing groweth stronger To join in all the praises the redeemed ones do sing ; Within those heavenly places, Where the angels veil their faces In awe and adoration in the presence of the King.