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Page 307 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech, That infant lips can try ; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high.
Page 379 - Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
Page 12 - LOVE DIVINE, ALL LOVE EXCELLING CVE divine, all love excelling. Joy of heaven, to earth come down! Fix in us thy humble dwelling; All thy faithful mercies crown.
Page 463 - Whene'er we hear that glorious word ! Faith of our fathers, holy faith ! We will be true to thee till death.
Page 439 - Out from the heart of nature rolled The burdens of the Bible old; The litanies of nations came, Like the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and woe...
Page 267 - A faith that shines more bright and clear When tempests rage without ; That when in danger knows no fear, In darkness feels no doubt.
Page 169 - Through storm and night ; When the wild tempests rave, Ruler of wind and wave, Do thou our country save By thy great might ! 2 For her our prayer shall rise To God above the skies ; On him we wait. Thou who art ever nigh, Guarding with watchful eye, To thee aloud we cry. God save the State ! 135.
Page 493 - GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ! He whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode : On the Rock of Ages founded — What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.