Hymns of the Church MilitantCarter, 1858 - 640 páginas |
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... bring together all the really fine hymns , and none others ; but I found that I must admit a little class of general favourites , so long known and loved that they are beyond criticism - like the faces of old friends . Of many a hymn I ...
... bring together all the really fine hymns , and none others ; but I found that I must admit a little class of general favourites , so long known and loved that they are beyond criticism - like the faces of old friends . Of many a hymn I ...
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... Shepherd , Husband , Friend , My Prophet , Priest , and King , My Lord , my Life , my Way , my End , Accept the praise I bring . Weak is the effort of my heart , And cold THE CHURCH MILITANT . 5 The Name of Jesus. ...
... Shepherd , Husband , Friend , My Prophet , Priest , and King , My Lord , my Life , my Way , my End , Accept the praise I bring . Weak is the effort of my heart , And cold THE CHURCH MILITANT . 5 The Name of Jesus. ...
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... bring low The proudest foe That him disdains . Sing forth Jehovah's praise Ye saints that on him call ; Magnify him always His holy churches all ; In him rejoice , And thus proclaim His holy name With sounding voice . My soul , bear ...
... bring low The proudest foe That him disdains . Sing forth Jehovah's praise Ye saints that on him call ; Magnify him always His holy churches all ; In him rejoice , And thus proclaim His holy name With sounding voice . My soul , bear ...
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... no distress Curb and control My wingéd soul , And praise suppress . Let not the fear or smart Of his chastising rod , Take off my fervent heart From praising my dear God . Whate'er I feel , Still let me bring This offering 10 HYMNS OF.
... no distress Curb and control My wingéd soul , And praise suppress . Let not the fear or smart Of his chastising rod , Take off my fervent heart From praising my dear God . Whate'er I feel , Still let me bring This offering 10 HYMNS OF.
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Anna Bartlett Warner. Whate'er I feel , Still let me bring This offering , And to him kneel . Though I lose friends and wealth , And bear reproach and shame ; Though I lose ease and health , Still let me praise God's name . That fear and ...
Anna Bartlett Warner. Whate'er I feel , Still let me bring This offering , And to him kneel . Though I lose friends and wealth , And bear reproach and shame ; Though I lose ease and health , Still let me praise God's name . That fear and ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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 guilty 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 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
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Página 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.
Página 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
Página 137 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of Thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Página 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.
Página 164 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Página 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!
Página 199 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ; I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, And drove Thee from my breast.
Página 163 - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Página 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.
Página 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.