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第 175 頁 - To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign...
第 179 頁 - Welcome, sweet day of rest, That saw the Lord arise; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints today, Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray.
第 72 頁 - Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
第 105 頁 - O, happy souls that pray Where God appoints to hear ! O, happy men that pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still ; And happy they That love the way • To Zion's hill...
第 83 頁 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill ; For thou, O Lord ! art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
第 18 頁 - 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...
第 108 頁 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy.
第 21 頁 - Our life is a dream ; Our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away, And the fugitive moment refuses to stay : The arrow is flown ; The moment is gone ; The millennial year Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's near.