Hymns of the Church militant [ed. by A.B. Warner].R. Carter & brothers, 1858 - 652 Seiten |
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... hath no bound , So let thy pardoning love be found . ( ) wash my soul from every sin , And make my guilty conscience clean ; Here on my heart the burden lies , And past offences pain mine eyes . My lips with shame my sins confess ...
... hath no bound , So let thy pardoning love be found . ( ) wash my soul from every sin , And make my guilty conscience clean ; Here on my heart the burden lies , And past offences pain mine eyes . My lips with shame my sins confess ...
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Anna Bartlett Warner. He hath Borne our Griefs . SURELY Christ thy griefs hath borne , Weeping soul , no longer mourn ; View him bleeding on the tree , Pouring out his life for thee ; There thy every sin he bore , Weeping soul , lament ...
Anna Bartlett Warner. He hath Borne our Griefs . SURELY Christ thy griefs hath borne , Weeping soul , no longer mourn ; View him bleeding on the tree , Pouring out his life for thee ; There thy every sin he bore , Weeping soul , lament ...
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... hath been , When praying in the holy place , Thy power and glory I have seen , And marked the footsteps of thy grace . Yet through this rough and thorny maze I follow hard on thee , my God ; Thine hand , unseen , upholds my ways , I ...
... hath been , When praying in the holy place , Thy power and glory I have seen , And marked the footsteps of thy grace . Yet through this rough and thorny maze I follow hard on thee , my God ; Thine hand , unseen , upholds my ways , I ...
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... hath loved us , bears us through , And makes us more than conquerors too . Faith hath an overcoming power , It triumphs in the 54 HYMNS OF No Condemnation. ...
... hath loved us , bears us through , And makes us more than conquerors too . Faith hath an overcoming power , It triumphs in the 54 HYMNS OF No Condemnation. ...
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Anna Bartlett Warner. Faith hath an overcoming power , It triumphs in the dying hour ; Christ is our life , our joy , our hope , Nor can we sink with such a prop . Not all that men on earth can do , Nor powers on high , nor powers below ...
Anna Bartlett Warner. Faith hath an overcoming power , It triumphs in the dying hour ; Christ is our life , our joy , our hope , Nor can we sink with such a prop . Not all that men on earth can do , Nor powers on high , nor powers below ...
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Abba Father angels Art thou behold bless blest bliss blood breast breath bright Canaan canst Christ clouds crown dark dear death divine doth dwell earth earthly Eben-ezer eternal everlasting everlasting love evermore eyes faint faith Father fear feet foes give glorious glory God's gracious grief Hallelujah happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope hour Jesus King Lamb Lamb of God land light live look Lord love possess mortal never nigh night o'er pain peace poor praise pray prayer promise rapturous songs Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Satan Saviour seek shalt shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrow soul spirit stand strength strong to save sweet tears tempests thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt thought throne thy grace thy hand thy love trembling trust unto voice wait weary weep ye saints
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 5 - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
Seite 334 - O thou by whom we come to God, The life, the truth, the way; The path of prayer Thyself hast trod: Lord teach us how to pray
Seite 137 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of Thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Seite 34 - See ! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove : Who can faint, while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage ? — Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver, Never fails from age to age.
Seite 164 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Seite 6 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Seite 199 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ; I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, And drove Thee from my breast.
Seite 163 - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Seite 469 - Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come.
Seite 334 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.