The Sabbath School Minstrel

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L. Colby, 1853 - 63 pages
 

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Page 44 - As the winged arrow flies Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind ; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise ; All below is but a dream.
Page 40 - MY dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2. Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will — Such love, and meekness so divine — I would transcribe and make them mine.
Page 18 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death in distant worlds The glorious theme renew.
Page 33 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things thee to see, And what I do in any thing, To do it as for thee...
Page 28 - From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, To heaven he led his followers' way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, Unveiling an immortal day. 3 "Come, wanderers, to my Father's home, Come, all ye weary ones, and rest ! " Yes, sacred teacher, we will come, Obey thee, love thee, and be blest.
Page 33 - Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower: If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour.
Page 18 - WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise...
Page 18 - Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall; Go. spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all.
Page 21 - Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let us each thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace.
Page 25 - God, who makes the sun to know His proper hour to rise, And to give light to all below, Doth send him round the skies. When from the chambers of the east His morning race begins, He never tires, nor stops to rest, But round the world he shines.

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