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Página 308 - I heard the voice of JESUS say, ' Come unto me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.' I came to JESUS as I was — Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. I heard the voice of JESUS say, ' Behold I freely give The living water — thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live.
Página 194 - 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...
Página 196 - Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide thee, though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see, only thou art holy, there is none beside thee perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! all thy works shall praise thy name in earth and sky and sea; Holy, holy, holy!
Página 11 - CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; By terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed,...
Página 102 - I saw Eternity the other night, Like a great Ring of pure and endless light, All calm, as it was bright; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres Like a vast shadow moved; in which the world And all her train were hurled.
Página 161 - HARK, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes ! The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.
Página 34 - 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.
Página 128 - Lord, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live; To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give.