Другие издания - Просмотреть все
adore almighty behold bids bless blest bliss breath bright C. M. DODDRIDGE C. M. NEWTON C. M. WATTS cheerful Christ crown death delight divine dwell earth eternal everlasting eyes faith Father FATHER divine fear feet flow flowing tears foes give glad songs glorious gospel gracious happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls impart Jehovah Jesus joyful King L. M. ANONYMOUS L. M. DODDRIDGE L. M. PRATT'S COLL let thy light live Lord mighty mortal mourn ne'er night o'er peace PRATT'S COLL prayer proclaim raise Redeemer reign rejoice rest righteousness rise sacred salvation Saviour shine sing sinners skies song songs of praise sorrows souls Spirit sweet thee thine thou art thy face thy grace thy hand thy love thy mercy thy name thy power thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust truth voice wonders wondrous ye saints Zion
Стр. 273 - COME, holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Kindle a flame of sacred love , In these cold hearts of ours. 2 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. 76 - People and realms, of every tongue, Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name. 4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns ; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ; . The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest.
Стр. 245 - Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all, 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball.
Стр. 286 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Стр. 31 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Стр. 364 - There, like streams that feed the garden, Pleasures without end shall flow; For the Lord, your faith rewarding, All his bounty shall bestow; Still in...
Стр. 420 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away ! What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight. Drowns my...
Стр. 94 - Still on the theme to dwell. 3 Sweet, on this day of rest, To join in heart and voice With those who love and serve thee best, And in thy name rejoice.
Стр. 385 - No rude alarms of raging foes; No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon.