The Golden Harp: A Collection of Hymns, Tunes, and Choruses, for the Use of Sabbath Schools, Social Gatherings, Picnics and the Home Circle

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Page 62 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things thee to see, And what I do in any thing, To do it as for thee...
Page 75 - In my hand no price I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling.
Page 90 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Page 90 - Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.
Page 68 - How gentle God's commands ! How kind his precepts are ! Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust his constant care. 2 While Providence supports, Let saints securely dwell: That hand which bears all nature up, Shall guide his children well. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind P Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, And sweet refreshment find.
Page 13 - So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore.
Page 66 - MY God, permit my tongue This joy, to call thee mine ; And let my early cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty, fainting soul Thy mercy does implore : Not travellers in desert lands Can pant for water more.
Page 64 - Twas He that loved my soul, 'Twas He that washed me in His blood, 'Twas He that made me whole. 'Twas He that sought the lost, That found the wandering sheep ; 'Twas He that brought me to the fold, 'Tis He that still doth keep.
Page 53 - WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise...
Page 87 - Glory in the highest, glory! Glory be to God most high. 3 " Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found ; Souls redeemed and sins forgiven ; — Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 " Christ is born, the great Anointed, Heaven and earth his praises sing ! O receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest, and King ! 5 " Hasten, mortals, to adore him ; Learn his name and taste his joy, Till in heaven ye sing before him,

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