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... pain ! And welcome sorrow too ! All toil is rest , all grief is gain , With such a prize in view . Come crown and throne , come robe and palm ! Burst forth glad stream of peace ! Come , holy city of the Lamb ! Rise , Sun of ...
... pain ! And welcome sorrow too ! All toil is rest , all grief is gain , With such a prize in view . Come crown and throne , come robe and palm ! Burst forth glad stream of peace ! Come , holy city of the Lamb ! Rise , Sun of ...
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... death and darkness ! Endless life and light ! Short dimming ; endless shining in yon sphere , Where all is incorruptible and pure ; — The joy without the pain , the smile without the tear . HORA NOVISSIMA . FAR down the ages now , Her.
... death and darkness ! Endless life and light ! Short dimming ; endless shining in yon sphere , Where all is incorruptible and pure ; — The joy without the pain , the smile without the tear . HORA NOVISSIMA . FAR down the ages now , Her.
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... pain , and poverty , and want , Through peril and through blood . Still faithful to our God , And to our Captain true ; We follow where he leads the way , The kingdom in our view . THE NIGHT COMETH . TIME's sun is fast setting ,
... pain , and poverty , and want , Through peril and through blood . Still faithful to our God , And to our Captain true ; We follow where he leads the way , The kingdom in our view . THE NIGHT COMETH . TIME's sun is fast setting ,
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... pastures feeds us , Turns our sighing into song . Soon we pass this desert dreary , Soon we bid farewell to pain ; Never more be sad or weary , Never , never sin again . HOW LONG ! Do they still linger - these slow REST YONDER.
... pastures feeds us , Turns our sighing into song . Soon we pass this desert dreary , Soon we bid farewell to pain ; Never more be sad or weary , Never , never sin again . HOW LONG ! Do they still linger - these slow REST YONDER.
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... pain , When death awakes us with his stony touch Never to sleep again ; Then shadows vanish ; the invisible Rises before our view ; On every side comes up the real , The certain , and the true . And when the morn of morns shall come ...
... pain , When death awakes us with his stony touch Never to sleep again ; Then shadows vanish ; the invisible Rises before our view ; On every side comes up the real , The certain , and the true . And when the morn of morns shall come ...
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Alleluia arise awake awake and sing beauty blessed blest blood blossom bright brightens brow budding green calm Christ cloud darkness dawn DAY AFTER ARMAGEDDON death DESERT LILIES dream dwelling earth endless eternal Everlasting praises everlasting song fair faithful Father fear flower glad glad band gloom glory to thy haste heart heart of age heaven heavenly hills holy hour HYMN Jehovah Jesus King Lamb of God land life's light little flock live Lord mercy for thee moorland morn name of names night o'er pain peace precious blood Put honor QUIS SEPARABIT rest rills rise save thee Saviour shadows shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smiles song soon sorrow Sower divine spirit star storm sunshine Sweet hope tarry tears tempest thine thou throne Time's toil tomb Trust truth Twas unrifled voice vols wandering weary yonder
Popular passages
Page 160 - I heard the voice of Jesus say, " I am this dark world's Light ; Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright." I looked to Jesus, and I found In Him my Star, my Sun ; And in that Light of life I'll walk Till travelling days are done ! H.
Page 73 - Not myself, but the truth that in life I have spoken, Not myself, but the seed that in life I have sown, Shall pass on to ages, — all about me forgotten, Save the truth I have spoken, the things I have done.
Page 74 - Tis not for man to trifle ! Life is brief, And sin is here. Our age is but the falling of a leaf, A dropping tear. We have no time to sport away the hours, All must be earnest in a world like ours.
Page 250 - I dare not choose my lot : I would not, if I might ; Choose thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright.
Page 182 - Calm in the hour of buoyant health, Calm in my hour of pain, Calm in my poverty or wealth, Calm in my loss or gain...
Page 14 - Partings, claspings, sob and moan, Midnight waking, twilight weeping, Heavy noontide, — all are done : Where the child has found its mother, Where the mother finds the child, Where dear families are gathered, That were scattered on the wild : Brother, we shall meet and rest 'Mid the holy and the blest...
Page 158 - Of his fulness have all we received, and grace for grace.
Page 39 - THE Church has waited long Her absent Lord to see ; And still in loneliness she waits, A friendless stranger she. Age after age has gone, Sun after sun has set, And still, in weeds of widowhood, She weeps a mourner yet.
Page 112 - A FEW more years shall roll, A few more seasons come ; And we shall be with those that rest, Asleep within the tomb.
Page 113 - A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more.