Psalms & hymns selected from approved authors, for the parish church of Halifax

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N. Whitley, Crown Street, 1831 - Bible - 294 pages

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Page 6 - And nightly to the list'ning 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 156 - 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...
Page 166 - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
Page 67 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy.
Page 130 - How beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill, Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice, How sweet the tidings are ! "Zion, behold thy Saviour King; He reigns and triumphs here.
Page 197 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Page 4 - As pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase ; So longs my soul, O God, for Thee, And Thy refreshing grace.
Page 10 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Page 48 - LORD of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples, are ! To thine abode my heart aspires, With warm desires to see my God.
Page 2 - tis enough that thou art mine ; I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 2. This life's a dream — an empty show ; But the bright world to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere ; When shall I wake, and find me there ? 3. O ! glorious hour ! O ! blest abode ! I shall be near, and like my God ! And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul.

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