The Sunday School Chant and Tune Book: A Collection of Canticles, Hymns and Carols for the Sunday Schools of the Episcopal Church

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E.P. Dutton, 1868 - 191 sider

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Side 70 - 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. 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore him in slumber reclining, Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all.
Side 110 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die.
Side 112 - Strong in the Lord of Hosts, And in his mighty power : Who in the strength of Jesus trusts Is more than conqueror.
Side 106 - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Side 85 - The Bride, the church of Christ, proclaims To all his children, come ! 2 Let him that heareth say To all about him. come ! Let him that thirsts for righteousness, To Christ, the fountain, come ! 3 Yes, whosoever will, O let him freely come,. And freely drink the stream of life; 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 4 Lo ! Jesus, who invites, Declares, I quickly come : Lord, even so ! I wait thy hour ; Jesus, my Saviour, come ! HYMN 132.
Side 67 - 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! See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend; See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings, And heaped with products of Sabean springs!
Side 113 - When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside: Death of death, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side ; Songs of praises I will ever give to thee.
Side 131 - My native country! thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills, .Like that above.
Side 73 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.
Side 115 - LOVE divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down, Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown ! Jesus, Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love, Thou art ! Visit us with Thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart.

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