The Eastern Harp; A Collection of Tunes and Hymns, Original and Selected, for the Use of Sabbath Schools (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1848 Excerpt: ...Thus to spread his praise abroad. 2.In the duties now before us, Let ns faithfully engage; Spirit of all truth 1 o'er us, As we search the sacred page. May the lessons Christ, has (aught us, All our minds and hearts improve; And the blessings he hns brought us. Wake a strong and holy love. BLESSED PROMISE. 8's 8t 7's. Sa-viour, thou hast told us, In the midst of two or three, Thou art pres-ent Bless-ed promise; to be-hold us, If we hum-bly call on thee; bless-ed promise; May we thy sal-va-tion see. q=. O, instruct us, gracious Master, While thy tender lambs we guide; May we lead them to green pasture, By the living water's side, Where the fountain of salvation, Pours its soul-refreshing tide.. Haste the time, when all the islands In the bosom of the sea, And the lowlands, plains and highlands, Shall resound with praise to thee; And the children of all nations Shall their God and Saviour see. BLESSED PROMISE. 167 190. 8s. & 7s. M. 1 Praise the Lord, when blushing morning "VVakes the blossom, rich with dew; Praise him when revived creation Beams with beauties fair and new. 2 Praise the Lord; and may his blessing Guide us in the way of truth, Keep our feet from paths of error, Make us holy in our youth. 3 Praise the Lord, ye hosts of heaven; Angels, sing your sweetest lays; All things, utter forth his glory; Sound aloud Jehovah's praise 191. 8s. & 7s. M. 1 Welcome, welcome, quiet morning I 've no task, no toil to-day; Now, the Sabbath morn returning, Says a week has passed away. 2 Let me think how time is gliding; Soon the longest life departs; Nothing human is abiding, Save the love of human hearts. 3 Love to God and to our neighbor Makes our purest happiness; Vain the wish, the care, the labor, Earth's poor trifles to possess. 4 Now, my God, ...