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Стр. 17 - 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. 83 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed ! Great David's greater Son ! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free ; To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Стр. 59 - 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. 90 - Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, Thy will be done.
Стр. 16 - IN heavenly love abiding, No change my heart shall fear ; And safe is such confiding, For nothing changes here. The storm may roar without me, My heart may low be laid, But God is round about me, And can I be dismayed...
Стр. 148 - Give to the winds thy fears ; Hope, and be undismayed; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. Through waves and clouds and storms He gently clears thy way; Wait thou His time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day.
Стр. 84 - Kings shall fall down before Him, And gold and incense bring ; All nations shall adore Him, His praise all people sing ; For He shall have dominion O'er river, sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion Or dove's light wing can soar, For Him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend, His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end.
Стр. 143 - YOUR harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take ; Loud to the praise of love divine Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home ; And nearer to our house above We every moment come.