Memoir of ... Mark Docker, with selections from his papers and hymns

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Page 55 - The voice at midnight came, He started up to hear ; A mortal arrow pierced his frame He fell, but felt no fear.
Page 58 - How blest the righteous when he dies ! When sinks a weary soul to rest ! How mildly beam the closing eyes ! How gently heaves the expiring breast ! 2 So fades a summer cloud away ; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; So gently shuts the eye of day ; So dies a wave along the shore.
Page 58 - Thou shalt come to thy grave in a full age, like as a shock of corn cometh in in his season.
Page 34 - Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.
Page 54 - ... being confident of this very thing, that he who hath begun a good work in you, will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ...
Page 21 - O LORD, my best desire fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears ? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears...
Page 56 - The pains of death are past; Labor and sorrow cease ; And, life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. Soldier of Christ, well done ! Praise be thy new employ ; And, while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy.
Page 86 - The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
Page 88 - YOUR harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take ; Loud to the praise of love divine Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home ; And nearer to our house above We every moment come.
Page 84 - LORD, I believe a rest remains To all thy people known ; A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, And thou art loved alone: 2 A rest where all our soul's desire Is fixed on things above; Where fear, and sin, and grief expire, Cast out by perfect love.

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