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Abba Father angels behold bless blest bliss blood breast breath bright Canaan canst Christ Cife clouds crown dark dear death divine doth dwell earth earthly Eben-ezer eternal everlasting everlasting love evermore eyes faint faith Father fear feet ffil)e foes give glorious glory God's gracious grief guilty Hallelujah happy hath hear heart heaven heaven's gate heavenly hell holy hope hour Jesus King Lamb land light live look Lord love divine mortal never nigh night o'er pain peace poor praise pray prayer promise rapturous songs redeeming reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Satan Saviour seek shalt shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrow soul spirit strength strong to save sweet tears tempests thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt throne thy grace thy hand thy love tl)e trembling trust unto voice wait weary weep wings ye saints
Side 311 - Kings shall fall down before Him, And gold and incense bring ; All nations shall adore Him, His praise all people sing : For He shall have dominion O'er river, sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion Or dove's light wing can soar.
Side 557 - Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren, transported to greet; While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul.
Side 415 - Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'1l bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word.
Side 7 - Then, with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise. Out of my stony griefs. Bethel I'll raise So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee. Nearer to Thee ! Or if, on joyful wing.
Side 509 - The voice at midnight came, He started up to hear ; A mortal arrow pierced his frame — He fell, but felt no fear.
Side 33 - GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ! He, whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode : On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.
Side 480 - He that is down needs fear no fall; He that is low, no pride. He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Side 135 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on th' accursed tree ; And hopes her guilt was there.