The Universalist Hymn-book: A New Collection of Psalms and Hymns, for the Use of Universalist Societies

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Munroe and Francis, 128 Washington-Street., 1829 - 396 páginas

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Página 37 - 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 noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Página 296 - BLOW ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound; Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom.d sinners, home.
Página 92 - I'LL praise my Maker, while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Página 87 - BLEST are the sons of peace, Whose hearts and hopes are one ; Whose kind designs to serve and please Through all their actions run. 2 Blest is the pious house Where zeal and friendship meet ; Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, Make their communion sweet.
Página 20 - THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord ; In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines.
Página 165 - HOW beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill, Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal! 2 How charming is their voice, How sweet the tidings are! "Zion, behold thy Saviour King; He reigns and triumphs here.
Página 317 - Same. 1 BEHOLD, where, in a mortal form, Appears each grace divine ; The virtues, all in Jesus met, With mildest radiance shine. 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, To give the mourner joy, To preach glad tidings to the poor, Was his divine employ. 3...
Página 214 - HAPPY the heart where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast ; Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear ; Our stubborn sins will fight and reign If love be absent there.
Página 157 - What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball; What though no 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.

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