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Page 129 - I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me : refuge failed me ; no man cared for my soul. 5 I cried unto thee, O LORD : I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
Page 147 - I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that Thou sendest me In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.
Page 151 - Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all, 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball.
Page 151 - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
Page 211 - Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall; Go. spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all.
Page 5 - neath a blow a father dealt, And the cold, proud world's scorn. Thus struggle on from year to year, Thy sole relief the scalding tear. " Go, weep as I have wept O'er a loved father's fall ; See every cherished promise swept, Youth's sweetness turned to gall ; Hope's faded flowers strewed all the way That led me up to woman's day.
Page 146 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Page 147 - Or if, on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly, Still, all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!