Selection of Hymns and Psalms for Social and Private Worship

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78 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
355 ÆäÀÌÁö - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares.
355 ÆäÀÌÁö - Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne. We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again.
102 ÆäÀÌÁö - How are Thy servants blest, O Lord How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3...
129 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
11 ÆäÀÌÁö - LORD of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples, are ! To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires To see my God.
216 ÆäÀÌÁö - THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ.
162 ÆäÀÌÁö - Let the sweet hope that thou art mine My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end.
273 ÆäÀÌÁö - But timorous mortals start and shrink, To cross this narrow sea, And linger shivering on the brink, And fear to launch away.
76 ÆäÀÌÁö - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.

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