Hymns and AnthemsC. Fox, 1845 - 107 sider |
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Side 3
... dark terrestrial ball ; What though nor real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ; In reason's ear they all rejoice , And utter forth a glorious voice ; For ever singing as they shine , " The hand that made us is divine ...
... dark terrestrial ball ; What though nor real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ; In reason's ear they all rejoice , And utter forth a glorious voice ; For ever singing as they shine , " The hand that made us is divine ...
Side xlii
... ; Charity , with liberal store . Teach us , O thou heavenly King , Thus to shew our grateful mind , Thus the accepted offering bring , Love to thee and all mankind . WHY should dreams so dark and dreary Fill my thought XLII .
... ; Charity , with liberal store . Teach us , O thou heavenly King , Thus to shew our grateful mind , Thus the accepted offering bring , Love to thee and all mankind . WHY should dreams so dark and dreary Fill my thought XLII .
Side xliii
William Johnson Fox. WHY should dreams so dark and dreary Fill my thought ? Is there nought , Nought to soothe the weary ? Is the sun in heaven no longer , When the rain Sweeps the plain ? Soon he blazes stronger . Is the floweret's ...
William Johnson Fox. WHY should dreams so dark and dreary Fill my thought ? Is there nought , Nought to soothe the weary ? Is the sun in heaven no longer , When the rain Sweeps the plain ? Soon he blazes stronger . Is the floweret's ...
Side lvii
... dark valley of sorrow , And bade us , immortal , to Heaven ascend . Lift , then , your voices in triumph on high , For Jesus hath risen , and man shall not die . LVI . BLEST are the departed , Who in the Lord are sleeping , From ...
... dark valley of sorrow , And bade us , immortal , to Heaven ascend . Lift , then , your voices in triumph on high , For Jesus hath risen , and man shall not die . LVI . BLEST are the departed , Who in the Lord are sleeping , From ...
Side lxi
... dark , And freed his tribe from bonds and slaughter . A little child for knowledge sought , In Israel's temple , of its sages ; That child the world's religion brought , And crushed the temples of past ages . Mid worst oppressions , if ...
... dark , And freed his tribe from bonds and slaughter . A little child for knowledge sought , In Israel's temple , of its sages ; That child the world's religion brought , And crushed the temples of past ages . Mid worst oppressions , if ...
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adored Arouse thee beam become eternity Blessed be thy blest breast breath bright chain of love Christ dark dead death deed divine doth dreams dust dwell earth evermore faith Father Father divine feel flowers flows darkling footfall footsteps gentle gloom glorious glory glows golden Golden ear grace grave grief Hallelujah hallowed happy hast hath heart Thy soul heaven heavenly holy hope hour human heart Hymns and Anthems immortal lisp Lord lyre mercies are sure mercies aye endure Miserere morning mourn Nature's Nearer to thee night o'er peace rest round sacred sage shade shew shine sing skies sleep song of praise sorrow soul shall save spirit stars sublime sweet Teach tears temples There's thine own heart thou art thought throne Thy mercy endureth thy name tide Truth to thine unto voice wave weary weep winds wisdom worship
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Side lx - IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
Side lxxv - How happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Side 7 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening 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.
Side lxxii - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Side xliii - God before her moved, An awful guide, in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow.
Side lxxxix - Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee: E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to Thee.
Side cxlv - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Side cxxxvi - But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.
Side 5 - LET us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Side liv - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, T