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adore angels behold bless blest blood bright Catherine Winkworth Cecil Frances Alexander Charles Wesley cheer Christ Christopher Wordsworth cross crown dark dear death didst divine dwell earth earthly Edward Caswall eternal everlasting evermore eyes faith Father fear foes give glad glorious glory Godfrey Thring gracious Hallelujah hath hear heart heaven heavenly Henry Francis Lyte holy hope Horatius Bonar hymns Isaac Watts James George Deck Jesus John John Mason Neale joyful King Lamb Let Thy lift light live Lord Mason mighty morning night o'er peace Philip Doddridge pray prayer ransomed Ray Palmer Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrow soul Spirit sweet tears Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy grace Thy love Thy mercy Thy name Thy throne Thy word triumph unto voice weary wilt wondrous
Seite 394 - 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.
Seite 65 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Seite 298 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road, That leads me to the Lamb.
Seite 84 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread ; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray.
Seite 123 - 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.
Seite 206 - 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.
Seite 223 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my Guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside.
Seite 74 - SONGS of praise the angels sang; Heaven with hallelujahs rang, When Jehovah's work begun, When he spake and it was done. 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn. When the Prince of Peace was born ; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity. 3 Heaven and earth must pass away : Songs of praise shall crown that day : God will make new heavens and earth ; Songs of praise shall hail their birth.