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The great preparation; or Redemption draweth nigh, 1864. The last warning cry: with reasons for the hope that is in me, 1867. Is Christianity from God? Or, A manual of Christian evidence, 1871. "Our Father", a manual of short family prayers, 1871. When shall these things be? Or, Signs of the last times, 1878.
This people draweth nigh unto me with their mouth, and honoureth me with their lips; but their heart is far from me. The New International Version translates the passage as: "'These people honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me.
Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze; We too will thither bend our joyful footsteps; O come, let us adore Him, (3×) Christ the Lord. Lo! star led chieftains, Magi, Christ adoring, Offer Him incense, gold, and myrrh; We to the Christ Child bring our hearts’ oblations. O come, let us adore Him, (3×) Christ the Lord.
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Psalm 88 is the 88th psalm of the Book of Psalms, beginning in English in the King James Version: "O L ORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee". In the slightly different numbering system used in the Greek Septuagint and Latin Vulgate translations of the Bible, this psalm is Psalm 87.
"Keep Your Lamp(s) Trimmed and Burning" is a traditional gospel blues song. It alludes to the Parable of the Wise and Foolish Virgins, found in the Gospel of Matthew at 25:1-13, and also to a verse in the Gospel of Luke, at 12:35.
"Alleluia! Sing to Jesus" is a Christian hymn by William Chatterton Dix. Dix wrote the hymn as a Eucharistic hymn for Ascension Sunday. [1] It is also commonly sung as an Easter hymn.
This version of the lyrics date back to the early 19th century. "O bury me not on the lone prairie." These words came low and mournfully From the pallid lips of the youth who lay On his dying bed at the close of day. He had wasted and pined 'til o'er his brow Death's shades were slowly gathering now He thought of home and loved ones nigh,