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Стр. 227 - Forbid it. Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ! All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.
Стр. 237 - NEWTOK. 701 7sNOW may He, who from the dead Brought the Shepherd of the sheep, Jesus Christ, our King and Head, — All our souls in safety keep. 2 May He teach us to fulfil What is pleasing in His sight : Perfect us in all His will, And preserve us day and night.
Стр. 272 - MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour. And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favour, Rest upon us from above. 2 Thus may we abide in union With each other and the Lord ; And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford.
Стр. 239 - A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne ; Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone. 3 An humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean ; Which neither life nor death can part From Him that dwells within. 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine ; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord, of Thine...
Стр. 229 - Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin : Let the healing streams abound : Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art. Freely let me take of thee : Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity.
Стр. 228 - 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. 239 - Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; Come quickly from above, Write thy new name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of Love.
Стр. 266 - Visit then this soul of mine, Pierce the gloom of sin and grief, Fill me, Radiancy divine ! Scatter all my unbelief : More and more Thyself display, Shining to the perfect day.
Стр. 218 - No cloud those blissful regions know, For ever bright and fair ; For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there.
Стр. 249 - Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise Thy Name, give thanks and sing; To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal cares shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found , Like David's harp of solemn sound.