The New Hymn Book: Designed for Universalist SocietiesMarsh and Capen, 1829 - Всего страниц: 408 |
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... pain ; May joys and sorrows gently flow , Nor rise too high , nor sink too low . 3 Do thou my passions , Lord , restrain , And in my soul unrivalled reign ; Then , with whatever loads oppressed , Centred in thee , my soul shall rest ...
... pain ; May joys and sorrows gently flow , Nor rise too high , nor sink too low . 3 Do thou my passions , Lord , restrain , And in my soul unrivalled reign ; Then , with whatever loads oppressed , Centred in thee , my soul shall rest ...
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... pain ; " Tis he that heals our sicknesses , And gives us strength again . 3 He crowns our lives with love , When rescued from the grave ; He , who redeems our souls from death , From every ill can save . 4 He fills the poor with good ...
... pain ; " Tis he that heals our sicknesses , And gives us strength again . 3 He crowns our lives with love , When rescued from the grave ; He , who redeems our souls from death , From every ill can save . 4 He fills the poor with good ...
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... pains beguile ; The barren wilderness shall smile , With sudden greens and herbage crowned , And streams shall murmur all around . 4 Though in the paths of death I tread , With gloomy horrors overspread , My steadfast heart shall fear ...
... pains beguile ; The barren wilderness shall smile , With sudden greens and herbage crowned , And streams shall murmur all around . 4 Though in the paths of death I tread , With gloomy horrors overspread , My steadfast heart shall fear ...
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... pains our feeble sight , But cheers us with his softer rays , When shining with reflected light , — 3 So , in thy Son , thy power divine , Thy wisdom , justice , truth , and love , With mild and pleasing lustre shine , Reflected from ...
... pains our feeble sight , But cheers us with his softer rays , When shining with reflected light , — 3 So , in thy Son , thy power divine , Thy wisdom , justice , truth , and love , With mild and pleasing lustre shine , Reflected from ...
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... pain , that can be found . 3 This is the Saviour long foretold ; Hear him , ye deaf ; ye blind , behold : He's come to make his grace abound , As far as sin or death is found . HYMN 175. L. M. [ # ] Christ the Physician . 1 DEEP are the ...
... pain , that can be found . 3 This is the Saviour long foretold ; Hear him , ye deaf ; ye blind , behold : He's come to make his grace abound , As far as sin or death is found . HYMN 175. L. M. [ # ] Christ the Physician . 1 DEEP are the ...
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adore almighty angels beams behold bids bless blest bliss boundless breast breath bright celestial cheerful Christ clouds crown darkness death delight divine dwell earth endless eternal everlasting everlasting song eyes faith Father FATHER divine fear flow forever glad song gloomy glorious God's gospel gracious grateful hail hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls HYMN immortal Jehovah Jesus joyful King light live Lord Metre mighty morning mortal night o'er peace prayer proclaim raise rapture redeeming reigns rejoice repentant songs rest rise sacred saints salvation Saviour shade shine sing sinners skies smiling song songs of praise sorrow soul sound sovereign spirit spread Star of Bethlehem sweet tempests thee thine thy grace thy hand thy love Thy mercy thy name thy praise thy throne thy word tongue triumph truth voice wings wisdom wonders wondrous Ye saints Zion's
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Стр. 6 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again.
Стр. 180 - He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! / 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad ; Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and...
Стр. 380 - Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas ? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God...
Стр. 240 - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3. ' Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ; — 4. ' There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest ; And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.
Стр. 47 - 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.
Стр. 117 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, •And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Стр. 325 - So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore.
Стр. 24 - 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. 286 - And press with vigour on : A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey : Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 ?Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; :Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye : 4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust.
Стр. 300 - In darkest shades if he appear, My dawning is begun ! He is my soul's sweet morning star, And he my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his heart is mine, And whispers, ' I am his !' 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word, Run up with joy the shining way, T