A Collection of Chippeway and English Hymns: For the Use of the Native Indians

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Scholarly Publishing Office, University of Michigan Library, 1854 - 296 pages
 

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Page 194 - 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 : — 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find, To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
Page 60 - Thus might I hide my blushing face, While His dear cross appears ; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears.
Page 268 - I know thee, Saviour, who thou art, Jesus, the feeble sinner's friend; Nor wilt thou with the night depart, But stay, and love me to the end; Thy mercies never shall remove, Thy nature and thy name is Love.
Page 136 - King ; He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! / 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad ; Let every nation now behold Their Saviour...
Page 112 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Page 80 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ! Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, " To be exalted thus ; " " Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
Page 160 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day...
Page 202 - ' That saw the Lord arise ! Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray.
Page 76 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sov'reign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men ; And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd, He brought us to his fold again.
Page 120 - Rest for my soul I long to find ; Saviour of all ! if mine thou art, Give me thy meek and lowly mind, And stamp thine image on my heart.

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