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Página 330 - 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.
Página 106 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread, Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Página 39 - His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed. He brought us to his fold again.
Página 313 - 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.
Página 309 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Página 235 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside.
Página 445 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God : All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 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?
Página 45 - Love divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown...