Bradbury's Golden Chain and Shower for the Sabbath School

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Henry A. Brown, 1866
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Page 13 - Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound : May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels...
Page 63 - Can fulfil thy law's demands ; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and thou alone.
Page 188 - Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come.
Page 81 - 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 66 - Tis like the sun — a heavenly light, That guides us all the day ; And, through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way.
Page 166 - The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 4 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets.
Page 105 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole
Page 109 - Stand up, stand up for Jesus, The strife will not be long ; This day the noise of battle, The next the victor's song: To him that overcometh, A crown of life shall be ; He with the King of glory Shall reign eternally.
Page 9 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing, To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; No mortal cares shall seize my breast : O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound.
Page 128 - Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore, And all my cares and sorrows cast On Him whom I adore. 4 I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven ; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driven.

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