Hours of sorrow cheered and comforted, by the author of 'Hymns for a week'.


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Page 136 - What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved, no longer nigh, Submissive still would I reply,
Page 139 - Though faith and hope awhile be tried, I ask not, need not, aught beside : How safe, how calm, how satisfied, The souls that cling to thee...
Page 176 - Just as I am, without one plea, But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bidst me come to thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
Page 176 - Lamb of God, I come ! Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind, Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come...
Page 54 - MY God! is any hour so sweet, From blush of morn to evening star, As that which calls me to thy feet — The hour of prayer?
Page 136 - Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say,
Page 55 - Hushed is each doubt ; gone every fear, My spirit seems in heaven to stay : And e'en the penitential tear Is wiped away. Lord ! till I reach yon blissful shore, No privilege so dear shall be, As thus my inmost soul to pour In prayer to Thee.
Page 147 - LEANING on thee, my Guide, my Friend, My gracious Saviour ! I am blest ; Though weary, thou dost condescend To be my rest. Leaning on thee, this darkened room . Is cheered by a celestial ray ; Thy pitying smile dispels the gloom, Turns night to day.
Page 147 - Thy love will guide. Leaning on thee, I breathe no moan, Though faint with languor, parched with heat : Thy will has now become my own : That will is sweet.

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