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adore Almighty angels Behold beneath blessed blest bliss blood breast breath bright C. M. NEWTON C. M. WATTS cheer Christ clouds crown dark dear death divine DOXOLOGY dwell earth earthly endless eternal everlasting evermore eyes faith Father fear feet foes friends glorious glory grief hail Hallelujah Hark harps hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope Hosanna hour hymns immortal Jesus joyful King Lamb Lamb of God light live Lord mercy mighty morning mortal mourn night o'er peace praise pray prayer rapturous song Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise sacred saints salvation Saviour seraphs shine sing sinners sins skies smile song Songs of praise sorrow soul sound spirit stars storm sweet tears tempest Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy grace Thy love Thy name Thy throne tongue trembling voice weary weep WESLEY wings ye saints
Стр. 163 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Стр. 191 - Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought.
Стр. 146 - WHILE, with ceaseless course, the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here : Fixed in an eternal state, They have done with all below : We a little longer wait, But how little none can know.
Стр. 227 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
Стр. 163 - JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does His successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Стр. 177 - M NOT ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend his cause ; Maintain the honor of his word, The glory of his cross. 2 Jesus, my God! — I know his name — His name is all my trust; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost.
Стр. 299 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransom'd nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Стр. 293 - Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.