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Page 480 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun.
Page 40 - O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find: Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name; I am all unrighteousness; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Page 426 - Fear not," said he, — for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind — "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind.
Page 94 - Return, O Holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest : I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, And drove Thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be; Help me to tear it from Thy throne, And worship only Thee.
Page 394 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares.
Page 93 - OH! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame ; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb...
Page 427 - Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Sun of righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings: Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth; Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing,
Page 40 - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.