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... night : His mercies ever shall endure , When sun and moon shall shine no more . XVII . GIVE thanks to God , the heavenly King , Whose mercies still endure ; Let the whole earth his praises sing , Whose truth is ever sure . THOU who ...
... night : His mercies ever shall endure , When sun and moon shall shine no more . XVII . GIVE thanks to God , the heavenly King , Whose mercies still endure ; Let the whole earth his praises sing , Whose truth is ever sure . THOU who ...
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... night ; Again I see the breaking shade , I drink again the morning light . New - born , I bless the waking hour ; Once more , with awe , rejoice to be ; My conscious soul resumes her power , And springs , my guardian God , to thee . O ...
... night ; Again I see the breaking shade , I drink again the morning light . New - born , I bless the waking hour ; Once more , with awe , rejoice to be ; My conscious soul resumes her power , And springs , my guardian God , to thee . O ...
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William Johnson Fox. O'ER silent field and lonely lawn Her dusky mantle night hath drawn ; At twilight's holy heartfelt hour , In man his better soul hath power . The passions are at peace within , And still each stormy thought of sin ...
William Johnson Fox. O'ER silent field and lonely lawn Her dusky mantle night hath drawn ; At twilight's holy heartfelt hour , In man his better soul hath power . The passions are at peace within , And still each stormy thought of sin ...
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... night ! Come , visit every pious mind , Come , pour thy joys on human kind ; From sin and sorrow set us free , And make us temples worthy thee . O Source of uncreated light , By whom our souls emerge from night , Our frailty help , our ...
... night ! Come , visit every pious mind , Come , pour thy joys on human kind ; From sin and sorrow set us free , And make us temples worthy thee . O Source of uncreated light , By whom our souls emerge from night , Our frailty help , our ...
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William Johnson Fox. Yet even stars shall cease to burn , And to primeval night return ; Systems of worlds themselves decay – To him the insects of a day . But he remains ; and he shall give The extinguished elements to live ; Bid them ...
William Johnson Fox. Yet even stars shall cease to burn , And to primeval night return ; Systems of worlds themselves decay – To him the insects of a day . But he remains ; and he shall give The extinguished elements to live ; Bid them ...
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adored Arouse thee beam become eternity Blessed be thy blest breast breath bright chain of love Christ dark dead death deed divine doth dreams dust dwell earth evermore faith Father Father divine feel flowers flows darkling footfall footsteps gentle gloom glorious glory glows golden Golden ear grace grave grief Hallelujah hallowed happy hast hath heart Thy soul heaven heavenly holy hope hour human heart Hymns and Anthems immortal lisp Lord lyre mercies are sure mercies aye endure Miserere morning mourn Nature's Nearer to thee night o'er peace rest round sacred sage shade shew shine sing skies sleep song of praise sorrow soul shall save spirit stars sublime sweet Teach tears temples There's thine own heart thou art thought throne Thy mercy endureth thy name tide Truth to thine unto voice wave weary weep winds wisdom worship
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Page lx - IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
Page lxxv - How happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Page 7 - 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 ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page lxxii - 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 xliii - God before her moved, An awful guide, in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow.
Page lxxxix - Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee: E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to Thee.
Page cxlv - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Page cxxxvi - But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.
Page 5 - LET us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Page liv - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, T