Pilgrim Songs (number Two): For Sunday-schools, Young Peoples Societies, Prayer Meetings

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Pilgrim Press, 1902 - 307 páginas

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Página 127 - I'd be Nearer my God to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that Thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.
Página 37 - Sun of our life, thy quickening ray Sheds on our path the glow of day; Star of our hope, thy softened light Cheers the long watches of the night. Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn ; Our noontide is thy gracious dawn ; Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign ; All, save the clouds of sin, are thine! Lord of all life, below, above, Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love, Before thy ever-blazing throne We ask no lustre of our own.
Página 263 - The trivial round, the common task, Will furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves; a road To bring us daily nearer God.
Página 34 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day...
Página 43 - He came sweet influence to impart, A gracious, willing Guest, While He can find one humble heart, Wherein to rest.
Página 1 - O tell of His might, O sing of His grace, Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space , His chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds form. And dark is His path on the wings of the storm.
Página 58 - O Little Town of Bethlehem O little town of Bethlehem! How still we see thee lie, Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, The silent stars go by; Yet in thy dark streets shineth The Everlasting light; The hopes and fears of all the years, Are met in thee tonight.
Página 146 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside.
Página 268 - Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes ; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies ; Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
Página 127 - Or if on joyful wing, / Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee.

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