The Churchman's Treasury of Song

Editor: John Henry Burn
Publisher: E. P. Dutton and Company, 1907
Language: English
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304Thy neighbour? it is he whom thouPage Scan
305Swords of fire around us playPage Scan
306Who yonder on the desert heathPage Scan
307Come let us sound her praise abroadPage Scan
308Since without Thee we do no goodPage Scan
309Autumn has come at last; and Nature nowPage Scan
310In every place, in every hourPage Scan
311Lord, through infinity, which lay outspreadPage Scan
312Happy is he, who at each gift of gracePage Scan
313Lord, what am I? A worm, dust, vapour, nothing!Page Scan
314And is it so that Nature stints her praisePage Scan
315Sweet Hope is soveraigne comfort of our lifePage Scan
316Why should we vex our foolish mindsPage Scan
317Neath the full beamings of an orient skyPage Scan
318Then give Thy saintsPage Scan
319Like Israel's king, oft have I too receivedPage Scan
320We walk amid a world of beauteous thingsPage Scan
321Weighing the steadfastness and statePage Scan
322aNay, but these are breezes brightPage Scan
322bSpirit of God! descend upon my heartPage Scan
324They came onPage Scan
326Oh sweetest words that Jesus could have spokePage Scan
327Me hath he called to love Him, me hath deign'dPage Scan
328September's woods are clothed in darker greenPage Scan
329Eternal Father! God of peace!Page Scan
330Alas! my torments; my distracted fearsPage Scan
331When darkness long has veil'd my mindPage Scan
332One baptism, and one faithPage Scan
333An earnest, ardent will for goodPage Scan
334Since trifles make the sum of human thingsPage Scan
335Work while it is called to-dayPage Scan
336There are some hearts like wells, green-mossed and deepPage Scan
337Arise, my soul, the morning sunPage Scan
338Soul, when your flesh dissolves to dustPage Scan
339Christ had two several wrongs to bearPage Scan
340Clearly I seePage Scan
341I say to thee, do thou repeatPage Scan
342Widely midst the slumbering nationsPage Scan
343They are all gone into the world of light!Page Scan
344O piety! O heavenly Piety!Page Scan
345Lord, canst Thou condescend indeed to dwellPage Scan
346If we scanPage Scan
348Love God, love truth, love virtue, and be happyPage Scan
349I stood and watched my ships go outPage Scan
350Night turns to day when sullen darkness lowersPage Scan
351Rise! for the day is passingPage Scan
352Now weary men are tending to their homePage Scan
353'Tis not the temple's shrinePage Scan
354Soldier, go—but not to claimPage Scan
355What had I been if Thou wert not?Page Scan
356Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heaven's joyPage Scan
357Behold the Sun from eastern gloom arisePage Scan
358As men, for fear the stars should sleep and nodPage Scan
359Thy ways, O Lord, are unlike oursPage Scan
360There is a Sabbath won for usPage Scan
361Gird thy loins up, Christian soldierPage Scan
362Oh! Thou, that driest the mourner's tearPage Scan
363Strong Son of God, Immortal lovePage Scan
364Lord, Thou art mine, and I am ThinePage Scan
365Give us Thy blessed peace, God of all might!Page Scan
366Oh, were I ever what I am sometimesPage Scan
367That which we dare invoke to blessPage Scan
368"Go thou thy way!" It is thy Lord Who speaksPage Scan
369Lord! how oft shall I forgive?Page Scan
370In the Apocalypse sublimePage Scan
371And though some impious wits do questions movePage Scan
372O God, Whose thunder shakes the skyPage Scan
373Oh, bright and happy OlivetPage Scan
374Contemplate all this work of TimePage Scan
375When across the inward thoughtPage Scan
376How should I praise Thee, Lord! how should my rhymesPage Scan
377You say, but with no touch of scornPage Scan
378Spirit Divine! attend our prayersPage Scan
379That early love of creatures, yet unmadePage Scan
380If thou art one whose cry is LibertyPage Scan
381We do not dread the darkest nightPage Scan
382Jairus knew it now!Page Scan
384Who loves not knowledge? who shall railPage Scan
385O sacred Providence, Who from end to endPage Scan
386When man to Godlike being sprungPage Scan
387Fall not out upon the wayPage Scan
388A thousand oracles divinePage Scan
389The waves, the winds of Circumstance!Page Scan
390Ye heavens, oh haste your dews to shedPage Scan
391Wherefore shrink, and say, 'Tis vainPage Scan
392Watcher, who watch'st by the bed of painPage Scan
393Yea, watch and wait a little whilePage Scan
394Of God, to thy doings, a time there is sentPage Scan
395Oh yet we trust that somehow goodPage Scan
396The wish, that of the living wholePage Scan
397Oh that, ere death shall close my eyes in sleepPage Scan
398Blessed were they who, in the days of oldPage Scan
399The Will Divine that woke a waiting timePage Scan
400Jerusalem, why are thy voices dumb?Page Scan
401Priests of the Lord—let Judas warn them wellPage Scan
402Lo, Gabriel, leaving the bright realms on highPage Scan
404Meek to suffer, strong to savePage Scan
405Thou art the Way!Page Scan
406Crowned with immortal jubileePage Scan
407This day the Church commemoratesPage Scan

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