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Side 103 - See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love, so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all.
Side 55 - Let thine eyes look right on, and let thine eyelids look straight before thee. Ponder the path of thy feet, and let all thy ways be established.
Side 124 - Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
Side 106 - They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.
Side 137 - YE messengers of Christ, His sovereign voice obey ; Arise, and follow where He leads, And peace attend your way. 2 The Master whom you serve Will needful strength bestow; Depending on His promised aid, With sacred courage go. 3...
Side 164 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Side 47 - How sweet and awful is the place, With Christ within the doors, While everlasting love displays The choicest of her stores ! 2 While all our hearts, and all our songs, Join to admire the feast, Each of us cries with thankful tongue, " Lord, why was I a guest ?" 3 " Why was I made to hear Thy voice, And enter while there's room, When thousands make a wretched choice, And rather starve than come...