Hymns for use in church, collected by H.W. Burrows |
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... , who comes the world to free , To God the Son , all glory be , To God the Father , as is meet , To God the blessed Paraclete . Also Hymns 138 , 139 . Amen . L. M. 9 CHRISTMAS EVE . L. M. From heaven above to ADVENT .
... , who comes the world to free , To God the Son , all glory be , To God the Father , as is meet , To God the blessed Paraclete . Also Hymns 138 , 139 . Amen . L. M. 9 CHRISTMAS EVE . L. M. From heaven above to ADVENT .
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... Paraclete ! 68 God Triune ; my God , mine All ! Rejected and despised of men , Behold a Man of woe ! C. M. Grief was His close companion still Through all His life below . Yet all the griefs He felt were ours , Ours were the woes He ...
... Paraclete ! 68 God Triune ; my God , mine All ! Rejected and despised of men , Behold a Man of woe ! C. M. Grief was His close companion still Through all His life below . Yet all the griefs He felt were ours , Ours were the woes He ...
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... Paraclete ; Thrice Holy Fount ! thrice Holy Fire ! Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come , and Thy sacred unction bring , To sanctify us while we sing . Immortal honour , endless fame , Attend the Almighty Father's name : The ...
... Paraclete ; Thrice Holy Fount ! thrice Holy Fire ! Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come , and Thy sacred unction bring , To sanctify us while we sing . Immortal honour , endless fame , Attend the Almighty Father's name : The ...
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... Paraclete ! to Thee . Amen . 91 When our heads are bowed with woe , When our bitter tears o'erflow , When we mourn the lost , the dear , Gracious Son of Mary , hear . Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn , Thou our mortal griefs hast ...
... Paraclete ! to Thee . Amen . 91 When our heads are bowed with woe , When our bitter tears o'erflow , When we mourn the lost , the dear , Gracious Son of Mary , hear . Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn , Thou our mortal griefs hast ...
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... Paraclete . Amen . 109 Love divine , all love excelling , 8 , 7 . Joy of heaven , to earth come down : Fix us in Thy humble dwelling , All Thy faithful mercies crown . Jesus , Thou art all compassion ; Pure unbounded love Thou art ...
... Paraclete . Amen . 109 Love divine , all love excelling , 8 , 7 . Joy of heaven , to earth come down : Fix us in Thy humble dwelling , All Thy faithful mercies crown . Jesus , Thou art all compassion ; Pure unbounded love Thou art ...
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abide Alleluia Almighty Amen angels ASCENSION DAY behold beneath blessed Three blest blood Christ hath CIRCUMCISION OF CHRIST comfort Cross crown day and death's dear death didst divine doth dread dwell Easter Ember Days endless eternity everlasting evermore faithful Father fear flow gates glad glorious glory given God the Father God the Son God's gracious grave grief Hail hear heart heavenly host Holy Ghost Holy Spirit honour Hosanna host Hymns joyful King of Glory Lamb let us adore lift light majesty mercies aye endure mighty morning mourn o'er pain Paraclete peace Psalm ransomed Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies solemn Songs of praise sorrow soul sweet tears Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy grace Thy love Thy mercy Thy presence Thy throne tis Thou triumph unto voice Whit-Sunday WILLIAM SKEFFINGTON ye heavenly
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Стр. 13 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Стр. 44 - Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above.
Стр. 45 - GOD, that madest earth and heaven, darkness and light; who the day for toil hast given, for rest the night; may thine angel-guards defend us, slumber sweet thy mercy send us, holy dreams and hopes attend us, this livelong night.
Стр. 37 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...