Відгуки відвідувачів - Написати рецензію
Не знайдено жодних рецензій.
adore Almighty appear awful bear bids blessings blest bliss bounty breast breath bright bring cheerful comfort command crown death delight divine earth employ endless eternal eyes faith Father fear feel flow frame Friend give glorious glory gospel grace gracious grateful hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour humble Hymn Jesus kind King known laws leads light live LORD mind morning mortal nature never night o'er obey pain past path peace perfect prayer present proclaim Providence pure raise rays reigns rest rise round sacred scene shine sing skies song sorrows soul sound Source sovereign spread spring stand sweet Teach thanks thee thine things thou thought thousand throne thy love Thy mercy thy name thy power thy praise tongue trust truth voice wisdom wise wonders worship
Сторінка 23 - Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known ; He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand: Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God.
Сторінка 3 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3...
Сторінка 68 - 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.
Сторінка 46 - Deep in unfathomable mines Of never- failing skill, He treasures up His bright designs And works His sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Сторінка 170 - All that spring with bounteous hand Scatters o'er the smiling land ; All that liberal autumn pours From her rich, o'erflowing stores : 5 These to thee, our God ! we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow ! And for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise.
Сторінка 89 - THE heavens declare thy glory Lord ; In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy power confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
Сторінка 247 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Сторінка 151 - In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer.
Сторінка 237 - THUS far the Lord has led me on. Thus far His power prolongs my days ; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of His grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I perhaps am near my home ; But He forgives my follies past, And gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head, While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed.
Сторінка 108 - Jesus' sacred voice, Come and make my paths your choice : I will guide you to your home ; Weary pilgrim, hither come ! 2 Thou, who, houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste ! 3 Ye, who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; Ye, whose...