Hymns of the Church MilitantCarter, 1865 - 640 páginas |
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... the Gittite low ? No sword nor spear the stripling took , But chose a pebble from the brook . ' Twas Israel's God and king Who sent him to the fight ; Who gave him strength to sling , And skill to aim aright . Ye feeble saints , your ...
... the Gittite low ? No sword nor spear the stripling took , But chose a pebble from the brook . ' Twas Israel's God and king Who sent him to the fight ; Who gave him strength to sling , And skill to aim aright . Ye feeble saints , your ...
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... the earth Extol the world's great King With melody and mirth His glorious praises sing ; For he still reigns , And will bring low The proudest foe That him disdains . Sing forth Jehovah's praise Ye saints that on him call ; Magnify him ...
... the earth Extol the world's great King With melody and mirth His glorious praises sing ; For he still reigns , And will bring low The proudest foe That him disdains . Sing forth Jehovah's praise Ye saints that on him call ; Magnify him ...
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... the dying Saviour cries . Finished , all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law ; Finished , all that God had promised , Death and hell no more shall awe . " It is finished ! " Saints ... ye seraphs , Sound aloud Immanuel's fame ...
... the dying Saviour cries . Finished , all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law ; Finished , all that God had promised , Death and hell no more shall awe . " It is finished ! " Saints ... ye seraphs , Sound aloud Immanuel's fame ...
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... The powers of hell are captive led , — Dragged to the portals of the sky : There his triumphant chariot waits , And angels chant the solemn lay ; — Lift up your heads , ye ... saints and angels too ; — God over all , forever blest ...
... The powers of hell are captive led , — Dragged to the portals of the sky : There his triumphant chariot waits , And angels chant the solemn lay ; — Lift up your heads , ye ... saints and angels too ; — God over all , forever blest ...
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... ye saints of the Lord , Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said ? You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled . In every condition - in sickness , in health , THE CHURCH MILITANT . 207.
... ye saints of the Lord , Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said ? You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled . In every condition - in sickness , in health , THE CHURCH MILITANT . 207.
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Términos y frases comunes
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 guilty 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 trust unto voice wait weary weep ye saints
Pasajes populares
Página 480 - He that is down needs fear no fall; He that is low, no pride. He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Página 305 - 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.
Página 415 - 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.
Página 332 - Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Returning from his ways ; While Angels in their songs rejoice, And cry, Behold, he prays!
Página 32 - 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 304 - MY faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine : Now hear me while I pray ; Take all my guilt away ; O let me from this day Be wholly thine.
Página 135 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on th' accursed tree ; And hopes her guilt was there.
Página 90 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night.
Página 84 - JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Página 581 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.