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Side 366 - A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun.
Side 403 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble, free. Thy name I love ; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills: My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.
Side 331 - Nothing in my hand I bring; Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Foul, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Side 31 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Side 9 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare. And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Side 190 - I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Side 48 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die.
Side 36 - His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3...
Side 257 - FATHER ! whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will denies, Accepted at thy throne of grace. Let this petition rise : — 2 " Give me a calm, a thankful heart From every murmur free ; The blessings of thy grace impart, And make me live to thee. 3 " Let the sweet hope that thou art mine My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end.