Hymns for the Church and the Home: With a Selection of Psalms

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Universalist Publishing House, 1870 - Всего страниц: 599
 

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Стр. 178 - STRONG Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove; Thine are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute ; Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made. Thou wilt not leave us in the dust: Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die; And thou hast made him: thou art just.
Стр. 457 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus!
Стр. 292 - NEARER, my God, to Thee, , Nearer to Thee ! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, — Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee...
Стр. 181 - Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; ' Naked, come to Thee for dress, Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Стр. 412 - Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God! He, whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for His own abode: On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
Стр. 120 - Thou art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
Стр. 413 - For her my tears shall fall ; For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end.
Стр. 394 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our only rest.
Стр. 207 - JOY to the world ! the Lord is come ! Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing ! 2 Joy to the earth ! the Saviour reigns ! Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings flow As far as sin is found.
Стр. 294 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.

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