Songs of Christian Praise with Music: a Manual of Worship for Public, Social and Private DevotionCharles Herbert Richards Taintor Bros., 1880 - Всего страниц: 394 |
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... unto my soul Are these sweet feasts of love ; But what a Sabbath shall I keep When I shall rest above ! 5 I bless thy wise and wondrous love , Which binds us to be free ; Which makes us leave our earthly snares , That we may come to ...
... unto my soul Are these sweet feasts of love ; But what a Sabbath shall I keep When I shall rest above ! 5 I bless thy wise and wondrous love , Which binds us to be free ; Which makes us leave our earthly snares , That we may come to ...
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... unto me and rest ; Lay down , thou weary one , lay down D. S. I found in him a resting - place , Thy head upon my breast . " I came to Je - sus as I was , Weary and worn and sad ; And he has made me glad . 1. O for that tenderness of ...
... unto me and rest ; Lay down , thou weary one , lay down D. S. I found in him a resting - place , Thy head upon my breast . " I came to Je - sus as I was , Weary and worn and sad ; And he has made me glad . 1. O for that tenderness of ...
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... unto me , all ye who droop in sadness , Come unto me , and I will give you rest ! 440 Anon . 1846 . I FATHER , in thy mysterious presence kneeling , Fain would our souls feel all thy kindling love ; For we are weak , and need some deep ...
... unto me , all ye who droop in sadness , Come unto me , and I will give you rest ! 440 Anon . 1846 . I FATHER , in thy mysterious presence kneeling , Fain would our souls feel all thy kindling love ; For we are weak , and need some deep ...
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... are sore ! Look off unto Jesus , now sorrow no more ! The light of his countenance shineth so bright , That here as in heaven there need be no night . CAST THY BURDEN ON THE LORD . Mendelssohn . 442. 232 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE .
... are sore ! Look off unto Jesus , now sorrow no more ! The light of his countenance shineth so bright , That here as in heaven there need be no night . CAST THY BURDEN ON THE LORD . Mendelssohn . 442. 232 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE .
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... Unto Christ the King ; This through countless ages , Men and angels sing . - CHO . S. Baring - Gould . 1865 . WORK SONG . P. M. 18t . | ed . Fine . Lowell Mason . cres . D.C. 1 . { [ Work in the glowing sun : ST . ALBANS . 6s & 5s ...
... Unto Christ the King ; This through countless ages , Men and angels sing . - CHO . S. Baring - Gould . 1865 . WORK SONG . P. M. 18t . | ed . Fine . Lowell Mason . cres . D.C. 1 . { [ Work in the glowing sun : ST . ALBANS . 6s & 5s ...
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adore angels Barnby Behold bless blest blood bright Catherine Winkworth Charles Wesley Christ crown darkness dear death didst divine doth dwell earth eternal everlasting eyes faith Father fear Felix Mendelssohn-Bartholdy forever give glad glorious glory hear heart heaven heavenly Henry Francis Lyte hope Horatius Bonar HYMN iniquity Isaac Watts Jesus John John Mason Neale Joseph Barnby Joseph Haydn joyful King Lamb Lamb of God Let thy light live Lowell Mason mighty morning night o'er peace Philip Doddridge praise thee pray prayer Ray Palmer redeemed reign rejoice rest righteousness Sabbath saints saith salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins song sorrow soul Spirit strength sweet tears thine things Thomas Hastings thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thro throne thy grace thy love thy mercy thy name thy word trust truth unto the Lord unto thee voice weary Zion
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Стр. 264 - One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of the host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now.
Стр. 25 - Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Стр. 99 - 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. 59 - A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone, Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day.
Стр. 300 - Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty; Hold me with thy powerful hand ; Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open thou the crystal fountain Whence the healing streams do flow ; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through ; Strong Deliverer, Be thou still my Strength and Shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death ! and hell's Destruction! Land me safe on Canaan's side ; Songs of praises I will ever...
Стр. 288 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.
Стр. 76 - COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys : Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys.
Стр. 55 - When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. 4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart That tastes those gifts with joy.
Стр. 121 - IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
Стр. 293 - Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest.