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William Johnson Fox. 46 . LONDON : PRINTED BY LEVEY , ROBSON , AND FRANKLYN , Great New Street , Fetter Lane . Hymns and Anthems . BOOK FIRST . 1 . FATHER.
William Johnson Fox. 46 . LONDON : PRINTED BY LEVEY , ROBSON , AND FRANKLYN , Great New Street , Fetter Lane . Hymns and Anthems . BOOK FIRST . 1 . FATHER.
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William Johnson Fox. Hymns and Anthems . BOOK FIRST . 1 . FATHER of all , in every age , In every clime adored , By saint , by savage , and by sage , Jehovah , Jove , or Lord ! Oh , not to earth's contracted span Thy goodness let us ...
William Johnson Fox. Hymns and Anthems . BOOK FIRST . 1 . FATHER of all , in every age , In every clime adored , By saint , by savage , and by sage , Jehovah , Jove , or Lord ! Oh , not to earth's contracted span Thy goodness let us ...
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William Johnson Fox. LOWLY and solemn be Thy children's cry to thee , Father divine ! A hymn of suppliant breath , Owning that life and death Alike are thine ! O Father ! in that hour When earth all succouring power Shall disavow ; When ...
William Johnson Fox. LOWLY and solemn be Thy children's cry to thee , Father divine ! A hymn of suppliant breath , Owning that life and death Alike are thine ! O Father ! in that hour When earth all succouring power Shall disavow ; When ...
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... father's 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 . Thus present still , though ...
... father's 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 . Thus present still , though ...
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... ; And all the blessings we receive Ceaseless proceed from thee . In all the varying scenes of time , On thee our hopes depend ; In every age , in every clime , Our Father and our Friend ! FATHER of our feeble race , Wise , beneficent , XLI ...
... ; And all the blessings we receive Ceaseless proceed from thee . In all the varying scenes of time , On thee our hopes depend ; In every age , in every clime , Our Father and our Friend ! FATHER of our feeble race , Wise , beneficent , XLI ...
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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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Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite cxxxvi - But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.
Seite 5 - LET us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Seite 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