Hymns for the Church of England [ed. by T. Darling].Thomas Darling (rector of St. Michael Royal, London) 1859 |
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Hymns for the Church of England [ed. by T. Darling]. Thomas Darling (rector of St. Michael Royal, London) Visualització completa - 1860 |
Hymns for the Church of England [ed. by T. Darling]. Thomas Darling (rector of St. Michael Royal, London) Visualització completa - 1864 |
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adoration Alleluia angels awake Behold blefs blefsed bleſs bleſsed blest blifs bright cheer Christ comfort confefs CXLIX CXLV CXLVI CXXI CXXXV CXXXVII darkneſs dead awake death earth Easter endleſs everlasting evermore eyes faith Father fount gifts gladneſs glorious glory grace gracious grief hallowed hast healing heart heaven heavenly Holy Ghost Holy Spirit Hosannas host HYMN Jesus joyful King King of kings Lamb light live Lord LXXI LXXIV LXXVII LXXVIII majesty mercy morn ne'er night o'er pain peace praise prayer precious blood proclaim Quinquagesima raise ransomed realms Redeemer reign rejoice righteousness rise sacred saints Saviour Saviour King Septuagesima Sexagesima shine sing sins Sion's song sorrow soul Spirit streams Sundays sweet thanks thee thine eternal thou art throne thy children thy croſs thy love thy presence Trinity Sunday voice Vouchsafe Whitsun wondrous XCIII XCIX XCVII XLII XLIII XXVI XXVII XXXIV XXXIX
Passatges populars
Pàgina vi - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of GOD, new hopes of Heaven.
Pàgina cx - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Pàgina xxix - They climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain : O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train.
Pàgina iv - Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say ; That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite.
Pàgina cx - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Pàgina xxxvi - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, — Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand, — From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, — They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Pàgina cxxxiii - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Pàgina xcii - Holy, holy, holy, all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt be.
Pàgina cxxxiii - WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys ; Transported with the view I'm lost In wonder, love and praise.
Pàgina cxvii - I'd be Nearer my God to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that Thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.