Psalms and Hymns: Selected and Arranged for the Use of All-Saints' Church, Grosvenor Square, ManchesterJ. Gleave, 1820 - Всего страниц: 468 |
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... dying worm ? 5 Let Him be crown'd with majesty Who bow'd His head to death ; And be His honours sounded high By all things that have breath . 5 JESUS , our LORD , how wondrous great Is Thine exalted name ! The glories of thy heav'nly ...
... dying worm ? 5 Let Him be crown'd with majesty Who bow'd His head to death ; And be His honours sounded high By all things that have breath . 5 JESUS , our LORD , how wondrous great Is Thine exalted name ! The glories of thy heav'nly ...
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... dying dust Thy vengeful stroke remove ! 3 When with rebukes Thy justice hies To close this wasting span , Crush'd , like the moth , his beauty dies ; Such vanity is man ! 4 Then let my cries arrest Thine ears , Nor still Thy help deny ...
... dying dust Thy vengeful stroke remove ! 3 When with rebukes Thy justice hies To close this wasting span , Crush'd , like the moth , his beauty dies ; Such vanity is man ! 4 Then let my cries arrest Thine ears , Nor still Thy help deny ...
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... dying men ; His hand has writ the sacred Word With an immortal pen . 4 Engrav'd as in eternal brass The mighty promise shines , Nor can the pow'rs of darkness rase Those everlasting lines . 5 His very Word of grace is strong As that ...
... dying men ; His hand has writ the sacred Word With an immortal pen . 4 Engrav'd as in eternal brass The mighty promise shines , Nor can the pow'rs of darkness rase Those everlasting lines . 5 His very Word of grace is strong As that ...
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... dying CHRIST I feed , He is meat and drink indeed ! 3 When my faith is faint and sickly , Or when Satan wounds my mind , Cordials to revive me quickly , Healing MED'CINES here I find : To the promises I flee , Each affords a remedy . 4 ...
... dying CHRIST I feed , He is meat and drink indeed ! 3 When my faith is faint and sickly , Or when Satan wounds my mind , Cordials to revive me quickly , Healing MED'CINES here I find : To the promises I flee , Each affords a remedy . 4 ...
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... dying sinner do That seeks relief for all his woe ? Where shall the guilty conscience find Ease for the torment of the mind ? 2 How shall we get our crimes forgiv'n ? Or form our natures fit for heav'n ? In vain we search , in vain we ...
... dying sinner do That seeks relief for all his woe ? Where shall the guilty conscience find Ease for the torment of the mind ? 2 How shall we get our crimes forgiv'n ? Or form our natures fit for heav'n ? In vain we search , in vain we ...
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adore Almighty angels behold beneath bleeding bless blest bliss breath cheer CHRIST crown darkness dear death delight divine dwell earth endless eternal everlasting everlasting love everlasting song eyes fainting faith FATHER fear feel feet flesh foes forgive give glorious Gospel gracious grief guilt hand hath hear heart heart of stone heav'n heav'nly hell holy HOLY SPIRIT hope Hosanna humble Hymn Israel JESU's JESUS King LAMB LAMB of GOD let Thy live LORD love divine o'er pain pardon peace praise pray pray'r proclaim promis'd Psalm REDEEMER reigns rest righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Satan SAVIOUR SAVIOUR bleed seek shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrows soul sov'reign SPIRIT sweet Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast thoughts Thy blood Thy face Thy grace Thy love Thy Name Thy pow'r Thy throne Thy Word Thyself tongue truth vex'd voice wilt wondrous wounds ye saints
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Стр. 310 - Look ! how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys ! Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
Стр. 184 - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
Стр. 282 - GOD of my life, to thee I call ! Afflicted, at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where, but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor?
Стр. 277 - 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...
Стр. 462 - GIVE me the wings of faith, to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.
Стр. 14 - BEHOLD the morning sun Begins his glorious way ! His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight.
Стр. 87 - 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. 171 - HE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! Lo, Salem's daughters weep around ! A solemn darkness veils the skies ! A sudden trembling shakes the ground...
Стр. 140 - Jesus ! the Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears ; Tis life, and health, and peace.
Стр. 9 - My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise.