Songs for Social and Public Worship

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Edward Norris Kirk
H. Hoyt, 1867 - 296 páginas
 

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Página 33 - ... JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more...
Página 83 - COME let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne. Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry,
Página 112 - , 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. 3 We share our mutual woes ; Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
Página 74 - 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. 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, And lead to endless day.
Página 180 - Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty; Hold me with thy powerful hand ; Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open thou the crystal fountain Whence the healing streams do flow ; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through ; Strong Deliverer, Be thou still my Strength and Shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death ! and hell's Destruction! Land me safe on Canaan's side ; Songs of praises I will ever...
Página 57 - Once they were mourning here below And wet their couch with tears • They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins and doubts and fears.
Página 175 - GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God; He, whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode: On the rock of ages founded — What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.
Página 75 - Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod;' Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.
Página 24 - Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem: But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem.
Página 243 - His triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : " Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates," Ye everlasting doors, give way.

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