Hymns for Occasional Use in the Parish Church of St. Peter in NottinghamH. Barnett, 1819 - Всего страниц: 204 |
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... throne Behold the Ambassador divine .... Behold the Saviour on the Cross .... Bless'd Comforter , the Father's Gift Blessed light of triune ray ...... Blinded in Youth , by Satan's arts .... ....... .... Canst thou by searching find out ...
... throne Behold the Ambassador divine .... Behold the Saviour on the Cross .... Bless'd Comforter , the Father's Gift Blessed light of triune ray ...... Blinded in Youth , by Satan's arts .... ....... .... Canst thou by searching find out ...
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... throne .. Father , thy will be done , not mine Finish'd his work to quench the wrath .. Far from the world , O Lord , I flee ... From winter's barren clods .... Glory to thee , my God , this night ...... . God moves in a mysterious way ...
... throne .. Father , thy will be done , not mine Finish'd his work to quench the wrath .. Far from the world , O Lord , I flee ... From winter's barren clods .... Glory to thee , my God , this night ...... . God moves in a mysterious way ...
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... throne . See the rosy flood of morning .. .... Sing , my tongue , the glorious strife ...... Some sweet savour .. Sinners , approach your dying Lord ...... . Stand still refulgent orb of day ..... Stern Winter throws his icy chain ...
... throne . See the rosy flood of morning .. .... Sing , my tongue , the glorious strife ...... Some sweet savour .. Sinners , approach your dying Lord ...... . Stand still refulgent orb of day ..... Stern Winter throws his icy chain ...
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... throne . 2. The sqrrows of the mind , Be banished from this place , Religion never was designed To make our pleasures less . 4. The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets , Before we reach the heavenly fields , Or walk the golden ...
... throne . 2. The sqrrows of the mind , Be banished from this place , Religion never was designed To make our pleasures less . 4. The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets , Before we reach the heavenly fields , Or walk the golden ...
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... throne Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone , He can create , and he destroy . 2. His sovereign power , without our aid , Made us of clay , and form'd us men ; And when like wandering sheep we stray'd He ...
... throne Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone , He can create , and he destroy . 2. His sovereign power , without our aid , Made us of clay , and form'd us men ; And when like wandering sheep we stray'd He ...
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abode ador'd adore Almighty angels Art thou Behold Bishop of Lincoln blessings flow blest bliss blood breast breath cease Cherub CHRIST Church CONGREGATION darkness death descend divine dread earth endless eternal ev'ry everlasting eyes Faith FATHER fear flame foes give glorious glory Godhead gracious grateful guilt Hallelujah hallow'd hand hast Hear heart heav'nly Heaven HOLY GHOST honour hope Hosanna host Hymns immortal impart ISRAEL JEHOVAH JESUS King light live Lord merciful seat mercy mighty mortal o'er pain Paraclete pardon peace poison'd praise prayer Psalms race raise redeem reign rise sacred saints SAVIOUR seraphic shine sing sinners sins skies smile solemn song song of praise sorrows soul sweet Te Deum tears tempest thee thine thou art Thro thy face thy grace thy name thy servants thy Spirit thy throne thy word tomb tongue trembling truth voice Whilst wings
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Стр. 12 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3...
Стр. 147 - There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! # Isaiah xxxv. 7. 4 There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Стр. 74 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Стр. 69 - THEREFORE with Angels and Archangels, and with all the company of heaven, we laud and magnify thy glorious Name ; evermore praising thee, and saying, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of hosts, heaven and earth are full of thy glory : Glory be to thee, 0 Lord Most High.
Стр. 49 - PRAISE to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days ; Bounteous Source of every joy ! Let thy praise our tongues employ : 2 For the blessings of the field ; For the stores the gardens yield ; For the vine's exalted juice; For the generous olive's use.
Стр. 126 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Стр. 7 - Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Стр. 85 - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.
Стр. 6 - 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...
Стр. 12 - We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs; High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.