Hymns of the Church militant [ed. by A.B. Warner].R. Carter & brothers, 1858 - 652 páginas |
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Página 65
... . ' Tis thine to cleanse the heart , To purify the soul , To pour fresh life in every part , And new create the whole . E Dwell , Spirit , in our hearts ; Our minds THE CHURCH MILITANT . 65 Prayer for the Spirit. ...
... . ' Tis thine to cleanse the heart , To purify the soul , To pour fresh life in every part , And new create the whole . E Dwell , Spirit , in our hearts ; Our minds THE CHURCH MILITANT . 65 Prayer for the Spirit. ...
Página 66
... the clouds which o'er my head Thick glooms of dubious terrors spread ; Lead me into celestial day , And to myself , myself display . May I at that blest world arrive , Where Christ 66 HYMNS OF Dwell, Spirit, in our hearts; ...
... the clouds which o'er my head Thick glooms of dubious terrors spread ; Lead me into celestial day , And to myself , myself display . May I at that blest world arrive , Where Christ 66 HYMNS OF Dwell, Spirit, in our hearts; ...
Página 76
... dwell , secure from all their foes , In everlasting peace . Fair emblem of a better rest , Of which believers are possessed Beyond material space ; Methinks I see the heavenly shore Where sin and sorrow are no more , And long to reach ...
... dwell , secure from all their foes , In everlasting peace . Fair emblem of a better rest , Of which believers are possessed Beyond material space ; Methinks I see the heavenly shore Where sin and sorrow are no more , And long to reach ...
Página 84
... dwell on high ? They on golden harps for ever Sound redemption through the sky . There's a million flaming seraphs Fly across the heavenly plain ; There they sing immortal praises : Glory , glory is their strain . But methinks a sweeter ...
... dwell on high ? They on golden harps for ever Sound redemption through the sky . There's a million flaming seraphs Fly across the heavenly plain ; There they sing immortal praises : Glory , glory is their strain . But methinks a sweeter ...
Página 86
... shall endless prayer be made , And princes throng to crown his head ; His name , like sweet perfume , shall rise With every morning sacrifice . People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love 86 HYMNS OF Christ's Kingdom. ...
... shall endless prayer be made , And princes throng to crown his head ; His name , like sweet perfume , shall rise With every morning sacrifice . People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love 86 HYMNS OF Christ's Kingdom. ...
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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
Pasajes populares
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.