A Collection of Hymns: For the Use of the Methodist Episcopal Church ; Principally from the Collection of the Rev. John Wesley
B. Waugh & T. Mason for the Methodist Episcopal Church, 1836 - Всего страниц: 616
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Стр. 326 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Стр. 472 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun.
Стр. 38 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; More than all in Thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind ; Just and holy is Thy name, I am all unrighteousness, False and full of sin I am ; Thou art full of truth and grace.
Стр. 223 - I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Стр. 432 - THUS far the Lord has led me on, Thus far his power prolongs my days ! And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace.
Стр. 213 - Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
Стр. 419 - Prince of peace ! Hail ! the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings. Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth.
Стр. 544 - 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 ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Стр. 576 - Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be ; Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?