The English hymn book [compiled by R. W. Dale]. |
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Pagina 6
... glorious things Himself , the great High Priest above . 3 Come , gladsome in the robes He wroug Come , glorious with the crowns He w Ne'er from your high estate be brought- Ne'er from His full embrace remove ! 4 Yield up to no usurping ...
... glorious things Himself , the great High Priest above . 3 Come , gladsome in the robes He wroug Come , glorious with the crowns He w Ne'er from your high estate be brought- Ne'er from His full embrace remove ! 4 Yield up to no usurping ...
Pagina 33
... glorious throne The saints exulting stand , And tell the wonders He hath done With His right hand ; The listening spheres attend , And swell the growing fame , And sing in songs which never end , His wondrous Name . 5 6 7 8 The God who ...
... glorious throne The saints exulting stand , And tell the wonders He hath done With His right hand ; The listening spheres attend , And swell the growing fame , And sing in songs which never end , His wondrous Name . 5 6 7 8 The God who ...
Pagina 37
... glorious honour of Thy I 0 majesty . - Ps . cxlv . 5 . GOD , we praise Thee , and confess That Thou , the only Lord And everlasting Father , art By all the earth adored . ; 2 To Thee all angels cry aloud To Thee the powers on high ...
... glorious honour of Thy I 0 majesty . - Ps . cxlv . 5 . GOD , we praise Thee , and confess That Thou , the only Lord And everlasting Father , art By all the earth adored . ; 2 To Thee all angels cry aloud To Thee the powers on high ...
Pagina 40
... glorious name alone Deserves our endless praise . Earth's utmost ends His power obey ; His glorious sway H ° The sky transcends . C.M. Psalm cxlviii . ANNA SHI OW shall I praise Thee , O my God How to Thy throne draw nigh ? I in the ...
... glorious name alone Deserves our endless praise . Earth's utmost ends His power obey ; His glorious sway H ° The sky transcends . C.M. Psalm cxlviii . ANNA SHI OW shall I praise Thee , O my God How to Thy throne draw nigh ? I in the ...
Pagina 42
... glorious word ! 51 I O may it dwell on every tongue ! But saints who best have known the Lo Are bound to raise the noblest song . Each of His works His name displays , But they can ne'er fulfil His praise . 8 , 7 . Psalm cxlviii ...
... glorious word ! 51 I O may it dwell on every tongue ! But saints who best have known the Lo Are bound to raise the noblest song . Each of His works His name displays , But they can ne'er fulfil His praise . 8 , 7 . Psalm cxlviii ...
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The English Hymn Book English hymn book,Robert William Dale Nu există previzualizare disponibilă - 1874 |
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abode adore Alleluia Almighty angelic songs angels art Thou behold bless blest bliss blood BONAR breath bright C.M. Psalm C.M. WATTS Christ clouds crown dark death didst divine doth Double dwell earth earthly endless eternal everlasting evermore eyes faith Father fear foes glad Glad songs glorious gracious grief H. F. LYTE Hallelujah hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honour hope Hymns Jerusalem Jesus John iv JOSIAH CONDER joyful King Lamb Lamb of God light live Lord mercy mighty mortal night o'er peace pray prayer Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins Six lines skies song Songs of praise sorrow soul Spirit strength sweet Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy face Thy glory Thy grace Thy love Thy majesty Thy name Thy praise Thy throne Thy word truth unto voice weary WESLEY wonders ye saints
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Pagina 558 - The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring ! Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O grave, where is thy victory ? O death, where is thy sting ? MAN SHOULD STUDY HIMSELF, AND NOT PRY INTO GOD.
Pagina 72 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Pagina 240 - 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. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
Pagina 200 - Dear dying Lamb ! Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream, Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Pagina 339 - I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Pagina 200 - THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away.
Pagina 552 - HOW blest the righteous when he dies ! When sinks a weary soul to rest, How mildly beam the closing eyes, How gently heaves the expiring breast! 2 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.
Pagina 642 - Gethsemane can I forget? Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember thee ? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice! I must remember thee: — 5 Remember thee, and all thy pains, And all thy love to me; Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, Will I remember thee.
Pagina 72 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ : Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Pagina 695 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.