The Oxford Hymn Book

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Thomas Banks Strong, William Sanday
Clarendon Press, 1908 - 922 pages

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Page 15 - 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.
Page 487 - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
Page 533 - If life be long I will be glad, That I may long obey; If short yet why should I be sad To soar to endless day ? CHRIST leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before; He that unto GOD'S kingdom comes, Must enter by this door.
Page 177 - 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!
Page 169 - 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 653 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 379 - The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate.
Page 57 - Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above.
Page 475 - He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low, no pride; He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Page 267 - Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea...

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