Hymns for use in church, collected by H.W. Burrows |
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... doth appear , On clouds of glory seated . The trumpet sounds ; the graves restore The dead which they contained before ; Prepare , my soul , to meet Him . [ The dead in Christ shall first arise , At the last trumpet's sounding ; P. M. ...
... doth appear , On clouds of glory seated . The trumpet sounds ; the graves restore The dead which they contained before ; Prepare , my soul , to meet Him . [ The dead in Christ shall first arise , At the last trumpet's sounding ; P. M. ...
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... doth appear On clouds of glory seated ! Low at His Cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away , And thus prepare to meet Him . 3 P. M. Day of Wrath ! O Day of mourning ! See ! once more the Cross returning— Heaven and ...
... doth appear On clouds of glory seated ! Low at His Cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away , And thus prepare to meet Him . 3 P. M. Day of Wrath ! O Day of mourning ! See ! once more the Cross returning— Heaven and ...
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... doth leap , My lips no more can silence keep ! I too must sing with joyful tongue That sweetest ancient cradle - song- Glory to God in highest heaven , Who unto man His Son hath given ! While angels sing with pious mirth A glad New Year ...
... doth leap , My lips no more can silence keep ! I too must sing with joyful tongue That sweetest ancient cradle - song- Glory to God in highest heaven , Who unto man His Son hath given ! While angels sing with pious mirth A glad New Year ...
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... doth abound , Imploring pardon for my sin , To heal my deadly wound . O Lord , I need not to repeat The comfort I would have , Thou knowest , O Lord , before I ask , The blessing I do crave . ] Mercy , good Lord , mercy I ask , This is ...
... doth abound , Imploring pardon for my sin , To heal my deadly wound . O Lord , I need not to repeat The comfort I would have , Thou knowest , O Lord , before I ask , The blessing I do crave . ] Mercy , good Lord , mercy I ask , This is ...
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... doth dwell among His own , God doth in His saints delight . He that on the throne doth reign , Them for evermore shall feed , With the tree of life sustain , To the living fountains lead ; He shall all their griefs remove , He shall all ...
... doth dwell among His own , God doth in His saints delight . He that on the throne doth reign , Them for evermore shall feed , With the tree of life sustain , To the living fountains lead ; He shall all their griefs remove , He shall all ...
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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...