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Seite 124 - 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.
Seite 492 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...
Seite 170 - The Saviour, who is Christ, the Lord, And this shall be the sign ; — 4 "The heavenly babe you there shall find, To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
Seite 257 - Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys, Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
Seite 242 - Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 21 *i 3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand ; So, when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land.
Seite 179 - To those who suffer wrong; To help the poor and needy And bid the weak be strong; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and.
Seite 34 - What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice, nor sound, Amidst their radiant orbs be found. In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice; Forever singing as they shine, THE HAND THAT MADE US IS DIVINE.
Seite 177 - See, a long race thy spacious courts adorn; See future sons, and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies!