Songs of Pilgrimage: A Hymnal for the Churches of ChristScriptural Tract Repository, 1888 - Всего страниц: 544 |
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adore angels awake Awake and sing Behold Benjamin Beddome bless blest bliss blood bright Charles Wesley CHORUS Christ cross crown dark death divine doth dwell earth eternal everlasting eyes faith Father fear foes forever give glad glorious glory grief hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope Horatius Bonar hymns Isaac Watts Jeremiah Ingalls Jesus John John Cennick joyful King Lamb Lamb of God light live Lord Lowell Mason Matt mercy mighty morning nigh night o'er pain peace Peterboro Philip Doddridge praise pray prayer Psalm ransomed Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise sacred saints salvation Saviour shalt shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrow soul Spirit sweet tears thee thine Thomas Hastings thou art thou hast thro throne thy love thy name thy word unto voice wait weary weep wilt ye saints
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Стр. 128 - AMAZING grace ! how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see.
Стр. 249 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile ? In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown — The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.
Стр. 169 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of Thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Стр. 88 - A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 6 O God, our help in ages past...
Стр. 400 - My native country! thee — Land of the noble free— Thy name I love : I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills, My heart with rapture thrills, Like that above.
Стр. 2 - The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make ; We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
Стр. 107 - How sweet the name of JESUS sounds In a believer's ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
Стр. 100 - All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall ! Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
Стр. 137 - Fear not," said he — for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind — " Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind.
Стр. 431 - LOVE DIVINE, ALL LOVE EXCELLING EVE divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down! Fix in us thy humble dwelling; All thy faithful mercies crown.