Songs in the Night: Or, Hymns for the Sick and SufferingPerkins, 1845 - Всего страниц: 271 |
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... comfort hath , That God is love . The entanglement which restless thought , Mistrust , and idle reasoning wove , Are thus unravelled and unwrought , For God is love . Yes , God is love , a thought like this - Can.every gloomy thought ...
... comfort hath , That God is love . The entanglement which restless thought , Mistrust , and idle reasoning wove , Are thus unravelled and unwrought , For God is love . Yes , God is love , a thought like this - Can.every gloomy thought ...
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... trembles at thy rod . Have mercy , Lord , for I am weak , Regard my heavy groans ; O let thy voice of comfort speak ; And heal my broken bones ! By day , my busy , beating head Is filled 14 HYMNS . PLEADING FOR MERCY. ...
... trembles at thy rod . Have mercy , Lord , for I am weak , Regard my heavy groans ; O let thy voice of comfort speak ; And heal my broken bones ! By day , my busy , beating head Is filled 14 HYMNS . PLEADING FOR MERCY. ...
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... rugged valley o'er , The thought , how comforting and sweet ! - Christ trod this very path before ; Our wants and weaknesses he knows , From life's first dawning to its close . Do sickness , feebleness , or pain , Or sorrow 58 HYMNS .
... rugged valley o'er , The thought , how comforting and sweet ! - Christ trod this very path before ; Our wants and weaknesses he knows , From life's first dawning to its close . Do sickness , feebleness , or pain , Or sorrow 58 HYMNS .
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... comforts cried with eager haste , And murmured when I found them not : I leave it now to thee alone , Father , thy only will be done . Thy gifts I clamor for no more , Or selfishly thy grace require , An evil heart to varnish o'er ...
... comforts cried with eager haste , And murmured when I found them not : I leave it now to thee alone , Father , thy only will be done . Thy gifts I clamor for no more , Or selfishly thy grace require , An evil heart to varnish o'er ...
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... comfort spake : Till , by thine own revealed word , The victory o'er the fiend was won ; Till the sweet , mournful cry was heard , ' Thy will , not mine , be done ! ' Then to the desert sped the blest , And food , and peace , and joy ...
... comfort spake : Till , by thine own revealed word , The victory o'er the fiend was won ; Till the sweet , mournful cry was heard , ' Thy will , not mine , be done ! ' Then to the desert sped the blest , And food , and peace , and joy ...
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Songs in the Night; Or, Hymns for the Sick and Suffering Augustus Charles Thompson Полный просмотр - 1874 |
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affliction anguish balm balm in Gilead behold bless blest bliss breast breath bright calm canst Christ clouds comfort cross crown of victory crucifixion dark death divine doth dying earth earthly eternity eyes faint faith faithless Father fear feel forever friends Gethsemane giveth his beloved glory grief hath healing hear heart heaven heavenly Hebrews holy hope hopes and fears hour Jesus Jesus Christ Lamb of God life's light live LIVING SACRIFICE look Lord mercy mighty hand mortal never nigh night o'er pain peace praise pray prayer Psalm Psalm 31 repose resign rest righteousness rise Satan Saviour sickness sigh sins skies smile song sorrow soul spirit storms strength suffering sweet tears tempest thine things thou art thou hast thou wilt thoughts throne thy days thy grace thy hand thy love trembling trust unto voice wait weary weep wings word wounded
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Стр. 247 - Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore.
Стр. 156 - 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. 239 - RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings^ Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven thy native place : Sun and moon and stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove : Rise, my soul, and haste away, To seats prepared above.
Стр. 45 - GO to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's power, Your Redeemer's conflict see, Watch with him one bitter hour ; Turn not from his griefs away, Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.
Стр. ix - Wherefore doth a living man complain, a man for the punishment of his sins? Let us search and try our ways, and turn again to the Lord.
Стр. 67 - If Thou shouldst call me to resign What most I prize, it ne'er was mine ; I only yield Thee what is Thine : "Thy will be done.
Стр. 18 - SOME murmur when their sky is clear, And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue : And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy, gild The darkness of their night.
Стр. 81 - By Thy helpless infant years, By Thy life of want and tears, By Thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness, By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power ; Turn, oh, turn a favouring eye, Hear our solemn Litany...
Стр. 82 - IN the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me ! When I lie within my bed, Sick in heart and sick in head, And with doubts discomforted, Sweet Spirit, comfort me...
Стр. 39 - My times are in thy hand," Whatever they may be; Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, As best may seem to thee. 3 " My times are in thy hand ;