Songs Of Love And Praise

Excerpt from Songs of Love and Praise, No. 2: For Use in Meetings for Christian Worship or Work Spir it's might, Till our eye lids close with the last good-night. Gen 'rous hand, Work for God, and home, and our na tive land. Word re eeive, Till nu numbered hosts on his name be lieve. High and low, Join in bless-ed toil till the har vest grow. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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Excerpt from Songs of Love and Praise, No. 4: For Use in Meetings for Christian Worship or Work A land of peace, home-land above; A land of love, e ternal love. No bud can blight, no blossom fade, N o sorrows cast their dismal shade. No throb of pain, no weight of care, Where songs of bliss fill all the air. And while on earth, if saved from sin, My heart may take its glories in. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Songs of Love and Praise: For Use in Meetings for Christian Worship or Work No other message can make us so glad, None will such glory re veal. Then tell the story a brother to win, J e sus your ef fort will own. Listen, while saints his salvation unfold, - Blessed old story of love! About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Songs of Love and Praise, No. 5: For Use in Meetings for Christian Worship or Work Greater love was nev er known, Greater mer cy nev er shown; He who calm -1y walk'd the wave Has the mighty pow'r to save, He my guide, my strength and stay, All my tears has wiped a way. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.