The Invalid's Hymn-book: Being a Selection of Hymns Appropriate to the Sick-room, Original Or TranslatedJ.T. Hayes, 1866 - 71 pàgines |
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anguish ART THOU WEARY best and dearest CHRIST Cross crowned DEAR DEAR COUNTRY Death's bitter sea Diadem DIDST BEAR doom doth eternal Euroclydon evermore evils making payment Exceeding rich EYE HATH NEVER FEARFUL DAY fierce and unsufficed glory golden grant I once guerdon happy Home HAPPY LAND heart honey flow human voice HYMNS hyssop Invalid's Hymn-Book JERUSALEM THE GLORIOUS JERUSALEM THE GOLDEN Judge That comes light that hath LORD DRAWS NIGH Magnificat manifest array mercy Michaelmas Day milk and honey Morlaix NAME ALL NAMES oppress'd outer darkness pain Partaker aye praise price hath won REGENT STREET rich and rare SACKVILLE COLLEGE Saint Ambrose servant to upraise sing sinners soul SPIRIT streets strict judgment free sweet and pleasant sweetest Syon Te Deum Thou shalt Three blest Persons throne thy bulwarks Thy endless joys Thy joys Thy Saints THY TOILS tremble weep WILD BILLOW WILT THOU PARDON
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Pàgina 33 - BRIEF life is here our portion ; Brief sorrow, shortlived care ; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there.
Pàgina 9 - ART thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest ? "Come to Me " — saith One — " and coming, Be at rest ! " Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide ? " In His Feet and Hands are Wound-prints. And His Side.
Pàgina 31 - THE world is very evil ; The times are waxing late : Be sober and keep vigil ; The Judge is at the gate : The Judge That comes in mercy, The Judge That comes with might, To terminate the evil, • To diadem the right.
Pàgina 11 - MOTHER dear, Jerusalem ! When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see?
Pàgina 12 - JERUSALEM, my happy home, •*• * When shall I come to thee ? When shall my sorrows have an end, Thy joys when shall I see...
Pàgina 12 - If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay ? " Not till earth and not till heaven Pass away.
Pàgina 41 - With milk and honey blest ; Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed. I know not, OI know not, What social joys are there ; What radiancy of glory, What light beyond compare.
Pàgina 44 - I seek not to deny My merit is destruction, A child of wrath am I : But yet with Faith I venture And Hope upon my way ; For those perennial guerdons I labour night and day.
Pàgina 37 - Mine eyes their vigils keep : For very love, beholding Thy happy name, they weep. The mention of thy glory Is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, And love, and life, and rest. O one, O only Mansion, O Paradise of Joy ! Where tears are ever banished, And smiles have no alloy. Beside thy living waters All plants are, great and small, — The cedar of the forest, The hyssop of the wall ; — With jaspers glow thy bulwarks, Thy streets with emeralds blaze, The sardius and the topaz Unite...
Pàgina 32 - Strive, man, to win that glory; Toil, man, to gain that light; Send hope before to grasp it, Till hope be lost in sight.