Hymns and Choirs: Or, The Matter and the Manner of the Service of Song in the House of the Lord

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W.F. Draper, 1860 - 425 Seiten

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Seite 244 - Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers! be the God Of their succeeding race.
Seite 20 - It came even to pass, as the trumpeters and singers were as one, to make one sound to be heard in praising and thanking the Lord ; and when they lifted up their voice with the trumpets and cymbals and instruments of music, and praised the Lord, saying, For he is good ; for his mercy endureth for ever...
Seite 175 - 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.
Seite 185 - Apostles, martyrs, prophets there Around my Saviour stand ; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. 6 Jerusalem, my happy home, My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labours have an end, When I thy joys shall see.
Seite 307 - When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
Seite 297 - Suddenly return, and never, . . Never more thy temples leave. Thee we would be always blessing; Serve thee as thy hosts above ; Pray, and praise thee without ceasing; Glory in thy perfect love.
Seite 245 - Oh ! let all the soul within you For the truth's sake go abroad ! Strike ! let every nerve and sinew Tell on ages — tell for God!
Seite 185 - Why should I shrink at pain and woe, Or feel at death dismay ? I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day.
Seite 121 - For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night. Thou earnest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.
Seite 175 - ROCK of ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in thee; let the water and the blood, from thy riven side which flowed, be of sin the double cure: cleanse me from its guilt and power.

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