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Side 65 - I need thy presence every passing hour ; What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
Side 429 - Lo, such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.
Side 86 - All that spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o'er the smiling land ; All that liberal autumn pours From her rich o'erflowing stores...
Side 292 - And press with vigour on : A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 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...
Side 167 - He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of his grace To enrich the humble poor.
Side 69 - And gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head : While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed.
Side 120 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Side 168 - JOY to the world ; -the Lord is come : Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare Him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth; the Saviour reigns: Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground : He comes, to make His blessings flow, Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness,...