The Lyra Sacra, Or, Songs of the Church: Containing All the Psalms and Hymns of the Protestant Episcopal Church, Adapted to Appropriate Tunes for Congregational Use, Together with the Canticles for Morning and Evening Prayer Arranged to be Sung as Antiphonal Chants ... the Whole Being Compiled and Arranged with Especial Reference to Congregational Use in Trinity Parish, New Haven, Conn

Music Committee, 1860 - 232 Seiten

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Seite 132 - To you, in David's town, this day, Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ, the Lord, And this shall be the sign : — 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find, To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
Seite 88 - HARK, the glad sound, the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2...
Seite 88 - And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3...
Seite 56 - People and realms, of every tongue, Dwell on his love with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his Name.
Seite 139 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth...
Seite 32 - Who, who would live alway, away from his God; Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns...
Seite 37 - With the shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs thy bosom share ; 2 Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in thy gracious arm ; There, we know, thy word believing, Only there, secure from harm. 3 Never from thy pasture roving, Let them be the Lion's prey ; Let thy tenderness, so loving, Keep them all life's dangerous way : 4 Then, within thy fold eternal, Let them find a resting-place ; Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of thy grace. HYMM 87. SM...
Seite 199 - The days of our age are threescore years and ten ; and though men be so strong that they come to fourscore years, yet is their strength then but labour and sorrow ; so soon passeth it away, and we are gone.
Seite 140 - His triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! Ye everlasting doors, give way!
Seite 79 - To those who suffer wrong, To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemn'd and dying, Were precious in His sight.

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