Hymns and Tunes for Prayer and Social Meetings

Poe & Hitchcock, 1864 - 155 pàgines

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Pàgina 47 - Dear, dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved to sin no more.
Pàgina 18 - Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Pàgina 50 - RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven thy native place : Sun and moon and stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove Rise, my soul, and haste away, To seats prepared above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire ascending seeks the sun ; Both speed them to their source: So a soul that's born of God, Pants to view his glorious face, Upward tends to his abode, To rest in his embrace.
Pàgina 14 - We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise, And Earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.
Pàgina 14 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy.
Pàgina 7 - Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads ; A place than all besides more sweet : It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
Pàgina 35 - Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh : 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die.
Pàgina 15 - FROM all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal .are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Pàgina 19 - Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive ; And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live : The year of Jubilee is come ; Eeturn, ye ransomed sinners, home. Ye, who have sold for nought Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love ; The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
Pàgina 51 - 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.

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