Hymns and AnthemsC. Fox, 1845 - 107ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... of man , While thousand worlds are round . To thee , whose temple is all space , Whose altar , earth , sea , skies , One chorus let all beings raise , All nature's incense rise . A GLORY to God in the highest , And peace on.
... of man , While thousand worlds are round . To thee , whose temple is all space , Whose altar , earth , sea , skies , One chorus let all beings raise , All nature's incense rise . A GLORY to God in the highest , And peace on.
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... the air , the unbounded skies , And givest them the stores Of ocean , and the harvest of its shores . Thy spirit is around , Quickening the restless mass that sweeps along ; And this eternal sound , Voices and footfalls of the XIII .
... the air , the unbounded skies , And givest them the stores Of ocean , and the harvest of its shores . Thy spirit is around , Quickening the restless mass that sweeps along ; And this eternal sound , Voices and footfalls of the XIII .
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... to bless . That deeper shade shall break away ; That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes ; Thy light shall give eternal day ; Thy love , the rapture of the skies . O'ER silent field and lonely lawn Her dusky mantle night XX .
... to bless . That deeper shade shall break away ; That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes ; Thy light shall give eternal day ; Thy love , the rapture of the skies . O'ER silent field and lonely lawn Her dusky mantle night XX .
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... skies , The heaven of God is there . His presence there is spread abroad , Through realms , through worlds unknown ; Who seek the mercies of our God Are always near his throne . SHALL man confine his Maker's sway To Gothic domes of Yet ...
... skies , The heaven of God is there . His presence there is spread abroad , Through realms , through worlds unknown ; Who seek the mercies of our God Are always near his throne . SHALL man confine his Maker's sway To Gothic domes of Yet ...
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... Rather lift them to the skies , Where our much - loved treasure lies ; Help us in our daily strife , Make us struggle into life . GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform To thee I breathe my humble strain, ...
... Rather lift them to the skies , Where our much - loved treasure lies ; Help us in our daily strife , Make us struggle into life . GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform To thee I breathe my humble strain, ...
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lx ÆäÀÌÁö - IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
lxxv ÆäÀÌÁö - How happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
7 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.
lxxii ÆäÀÌÁö - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
xliii ÆäÀÌÁö - God before her moved, An awful guide, in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow.
lxxxix ÆäÀÌÁö - Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee: E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to Thee.
cxlv ÆäÀÌÁö - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
cxxxvi ÆäÀÌÁö - But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.
5 ÆäÀÌÁö - LET us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
liv ÆäÀÌÁö - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, T