The Standard: A Collection of Sacred and Secular Music, for Choirs, Conventions, Singing Schools, Normal Musical Academies, and the Home Circle, Consisting of Musical Notation and Exercises, Glees, Quartetts, Hymn Tunes, Anthems and Chants, and Congregational Tunes

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Oliver Ditson, 1872 - Anthems - 399 pages
 

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Page 215 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my Guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside.
Page 165 - The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die.
Page 197 - Finish then thy new creation ; Pure and spotless let us be ; Let us see thy great salvation, Perfectly restored in thee : Changed from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place,— Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
Page 163 - His children well.. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind ? Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, And sweet refreshment find. 4 His goodness stands approved Down to the present day ; I'll drop my burden at His feet, And bear a song away.
Page 375 - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
Page 127 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast Save in the death of Christ my God; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.
Page 109 - Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come...
Page 229 - Abide with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; 0 Thou Who changest not, abide with me.
Page 138 - 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, For he was slain for us.
Page 119 - The light of truth to us display, And make us know and choose Thy way : Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne'er depart.

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