The Christian's Spiritual Song Book ... Third Edition, Enlarged

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London; Westbrook & Isaac: Northampton, 1845 - Всего страниц: 200

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Стр. 75 - Thou mayst smile at all thy foes. 2 See! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, , Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove: Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t' assuage ? Grace which, like the Lord the giver, Never fails from age to age.
Стр. 53 - FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will denies, Accepted at thy throne of grace. Let this petition rise : 2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From every murmur free; The blessings of thy grace impart, And make me live to thee. 3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine My life and death attend; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end.
Стр. 65 - His name yields the richest perfume, And sweeter than music his voice ; His presence disperses my gloom, And makes all within me rejoice : I should, were he always thus nigh, Have nothing to wish or to fear, No mortal so happy as I, My summer would last all the year.
Стр. 50 - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all : 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul, In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.
Стр. 12 - In holy contemplation We sweetly then pursue The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new : Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say, E'en let the unknown to-morrow* Bring with it what it may...
Стр. 30 - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
Стр. 52 - 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. 33 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Стр. 89 - Let the world despise and leave me : They have left my Saviour too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me : — Thou art not, like them untrue : And whilst Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might ! Foes may hate, and friends disown me : Show Thy face, and all is bright.
Стр. 55 - 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.

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