Hymns of the Church MilitantCarter, 1862 - 640 pàgines |
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Pàgina 25
... tempest - tost . On his word your burden cast , On his love your thoughts employ ; Weeping for a while may last , But the morning brings the joy . The Refuge . JESUS ! I come to thee , A sinner doomed to die ; My only refuge is thy ...
... tempest - tost . On his word your burden cast , On his love your thoughts employ ; Weeping for a while may last , But the morning brings the joy . The Refuge . JESUS ! I come to thee , A sinner doomed to die ; My only refuge is thy ...
Pàgina 40
... so bright , so sweet , as ours ? Doth a skilful , healing friend , On thy daily path attend , And , where thorns and stings abound , Shed a balm on every wound ? When the tempest rolls on high , Hast thou still 40 HYMNS OF.
... so bright , so sweet , as ours ? Doth a skilful , healing friend , On thy daily path attend , And , where thorns and stings abound , Shed a balm on every wound ? When the tempest rolls on high , Hast thou still 40 HYMNS OF.
Pàgina 41
When the tempest rolls on high , Hast thou still a refuge nigh ? Can , O can thy dying breath Summon one more strong than death ? Canst thou , on that awful day , Fearless tread the gloomy way , Plead a glorious ransom given , Burst ...
When the tempest rolls on high , Hast thou still a refuge nigh ? Can , O can thy dying breath Summon one more strong than death ? Canst thou , on that awful day , Fearless tread the gloomy way , Plead a glorious ransom given , Burst ...
Pàgina 84
... tempest , And whose sceptre rules the whole . Round him are ten thousand angels , Ready to obey command ; They are always hovering round you , Till you reach the heavenly land . There , on flowery hills of pleasure , Lie the fields of ...
... tempest , And whose sceptre rules the whole . Round him are ten thousand angels , Ready to obey command ; They are always hovering round you , Till you reach the heavenly land . There , on flowery hills of pleasure , Lie the fields of ...
Pàgina 152
... tempest clouds are dark on high , His bow of love and peace Shines sweetly in the vaulted sky— A pledge that storms shall cease . Hold on thy way with hope unchilled , By faith and not by sight , And thou shalt own his word fulfilled ...
... tempest clouds are dark on high , His bow of love and peace Shines sweetly in the vaulted sky— A pledge that storms shall cease . Hold on thy way with hope unchilled , By faith and not by sight , And thou shalt own his word fulfilled ...
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Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 170 - Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; ' Naked, come to Thee for dress, Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Pàgina 87 - Blessings abound where'er He reigns ; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest.
Pàgina 163 - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Pàgina 16 - Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say,
Pàgina 170 - ROCK of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee ; Let the Water and the Blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, . Cleanse me from its guilt and power...
Pàgina 225 - So fades a summer cloud away, So sinks the gale when storms are o'er, So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore.
Pàgina 207 - How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!
Pàgina 417 - Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'1l bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word.
Pàgina 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.