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Seite 25 - 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.
Seite 29 - 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, ' To be exalted thus ;' 'Worthy the Lamb,' our lips reply,
Seite 25 - The light of truth to us display, And make us know and choose thy way ; Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne'er depart.
Seite 47 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Seite 75 - I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Seite 127 - MY soul, repeat his praise Whose mercies are so great ; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate.
Seite 67 - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, 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.
Seite 83 - Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest; My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they 're formed within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! Where can a creature hide?