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Stran 74 - 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.
Stran 26 - Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem, But one alone the Saviour speaks — It is the star of Bethlehem...
Stran 16 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Stran 75 - But half its joys explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more. 3 There pain and sickness never come ; There grief no more complains ; Health triumphs in immortal bloom, And purest pleasure reigns.
Stran 41 - 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.
Stran 78 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread, Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Stran 122 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Stran 55 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.