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Pagina 79 - Our vows, our prayers we now present Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide : Give us each day our daily bread. And raiment fit provide. 4 O spread thy covering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, And, at our Father's loved abode, Our souls arrive in peace.
Pagina 199 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Pagina 439 - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Pagina 493 - People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name. 4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns, The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blessed.
Pagina 113 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile ; In vain, with lavish kindness, The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.
Pagina 511 - Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring, To sanctify us while we sing.
Pagina 75 - Thou, who hast given me eyes to see And love this sight so fair, Give me a heart to find out Thee And read Thee everywhere.
Pagina 152 - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.