The Blessed Life: Favorite HymnsRoberts Brothers, 1878 - Всего страниц: 235 |
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... the faint lights of morning break ; Bid purest thoughts within me rise , Like crystal dewdrops to the skies . Come to me in the sultry noon , Or earth's low communings will soon Of thy dear face eclipse the light , And change my fairest ...
... the faint lights of morning break ; Bid purest thoughts within me rise , Like crystal dewdrops to the skies . Come to me in the sultry noon , Or earth's low communings will soon Of thy dear face eclipse the light , And change my fairest ...
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... Thy mercy lent an ear , Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned To form themselves in prayer . When worn with sickness , oft hast thou With health renewed my face ... THE HEAVENS . L. THE GLORY OF THE LORD . 37.
... Thy mercy lent an ear , Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned To form themselves in prayer . When worn with sickness , oft hast thou With health renewed my face ... THE HEAVENS . L. THE GLORY OF THE LORD . 37.
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... thy power divine ; We hear thy breath in every storm , For all the winds are ... face , And mingles with the tempest's roar The whispers of thy grace . Those ... MY MAKER AND MY KING . S. M. THE GLORY OF THE LORD . 4I.
... thy power divine ; We hear thy breath in every storm , For all the winds are ... face , And mingles with the tempest's roar The whispers of thy grace . Those ... MY MAKER AND MY KING . S. M. THE GLORY OF THE LORD . 4I.
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Favorite Hymns Mary Wilder Tileston. 34 . To THOU SEEST ALL . O thee , my God , my days are known ; My soul enjoys the thought ; My actions all before thy face , Nor are my faults forgot . Each secret breath devotion pours Is vocal to thine ...
Favorite Hymns Mary Wilder Tileston. 34 . To THOU SEEST ALL . O thee , my God , my days are known ; My soul enjoys the thought ; My actions all before thy face , Nor are my faults forgot . Each secret breath devotion pours Is vocal to thine ...
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... my Saviour and my soul , How dull the night ! how sad the shade ! How mournfully the minutes roll ! My God ! and can an humble child , That loves thee with a flame so high , Be ever from thy face exiled , Without the pity of thine eye ?
... my Saviour and my soul , How dull the night ! how sad the shade ! How mournfully the minutes roll ! My God ! and can an humble child , That loves thee with a flame so high , Be ever from thy face exiled , Without the pity of thine eye ?
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abide almighty ANNE STEele beneath bless blest breast breath bright calm cast CHARLES WESLEY CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT cheerful Christ darkness dear death dwell earth EDWARD CASWALL endless eternal everlasting eyes faint faith Father fear GERHARD TERSTEEGEN give glorious glory gracious grief happy hath heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour HYMN impart JAMES MONTGOMERY Jesus JOHN KEBLE JOHN NEWTON JOSEPH ADDISON L. M. ISAAC WATTS Lamb Lamb of God lift light live Lord mind morning night o'er pain PAUL GERHARDT peace PHILIP Doddridge praise pray prayer remember thee rest rise Rock of Ages saints Saviour seek shadow shalt shine sing skies smile song sorrow soul spirit storm strength sweet tears thine THOMAS KEN thou art thou hast thought throne thy face thy grace thy hand thy love Thy mercy thy name thy presence trust voice wait wandering weary WILLIAM Cowper wilt
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Стр. 167 - GIVE to the winds thy fears, Hope and be undismayed ; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. Through waves and clouds and storms He gently clears thy way : Wait thou His time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day.
Стр. 209 - I long for household voices gone, For vanished smiles I long, But God hath led my dear ones on, And He can do no wrong. I know not what the future hath Of marvel or surprise, Assured alone that life and death His mercy underlies.
Стр. 31 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart That tastes those gifts with joy.
Стр. 139 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Стр. 172 - SOMETIMES a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord who rises With healing in his wings; When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again, A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain.
Стр. 209 - Lord) it belongs not to my Care " "5 T '"'I [ORD, it belongs not to my care, Whether I die or live; To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give. If life be long I will be glad, That I may long obey; If short — yet why should I be sad To soar to endless day ? CHRIST leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before; He that unto GOD'S kingdom comes, Must enter by this door.
Стр. 68 - RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven, thy native place : Sun, and moon, and stars decay, Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above.
Стр. 133 - God before her moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands, The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow.
Стр. 63 - Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say, That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite ! Praise God, from whom all blessings flow!
Стр. 75 - And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3...