The jubilee: an extensive collection of church music for the choir, the congregation, and the singing-school

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William Batchelder Bradbury
Mason Bros., 1853 - Anthems - 384 pages
 

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Page 71 - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
Page 86 - See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown...
Page 380 - Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.
Page 69 - Tis done ! the great transaction's done ; I am my Lord's, and He is mine ; He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine. 4 Now rest, my long-divided heart, Fixed on this blissful centre, rest : With ashes who would grudge to part. When called on angels...
Page 65 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 240 - Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand : Bread of Heaven ! Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
Page 380 - Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honor and power: for thou hast created all things, and for thy pleasure they are and were created.
Page 180 - And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame ; Gird up your loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 Watch...
Page 261 - I would not live alway; no — welcome the tomb, Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom; There, sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise, To hail Him in triumph descending the skies...
Page 72 - O that our thoughts and thanks may rise As grateful incense to the skies ; And draw from heaven that sweet repose Which none but he that feels it knows.

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