Psalms and Hymns: Selected and Arranged for the Use of All-Saints' Church, Grosvenor Square, ManchesterJ. Gleave, 1820 - 468 páginas |
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... Thee will I direct my pray❜r , To Thee lift up mine eye ; 2 Up to the hills where CHRIST is gone To plead for all His saints , Presenting at His Father's throne Our songs and our complaints . 3 Thou art a GOD before whose sight The ...
... Thee will I direct my pray❜r , To Thee lift up mine eye ; 2 Up to the hills where CHRIST is gone To plead for all His saints , Presenting at His Father's throne Our songs and our complaints . 3 Thou art a GOD before whose sight The ...
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... Thee , my cup o'erflows , For Thy love no limit knows . 6 Constant to my latest end , Thee my footsteps shall attend ; And shall bid Thy hallow'd dome Yield me an eternal home . Psalm XXIII . God our Shepherd and Support . 1 THE LORD my ...
... Thee , my cup o'erflows , For Thy love no limit knows . 6 Constant to my latest end , Thee my footsteps shall attend ; And shall bid Thy hallow'd dome Yield me an eternal home . Psalm XXIII . God our Shepherd and Support . 1 THE LORD my ...
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... thee In this distressing day . 3 Should friends and kindred near and dear Leave me to want , or die , My GOD would make my life His care , And all my need supply . 4 My fainting flesh had dy'd with grief , Had not my soul believ'd To ...
... thee In this distressing day . 3 Should friends and kindred near and dear Leave me to want , or die , My GOD would make my life His care , And all my need supply . 4 My fainting flesh had dy'd with grief , Had not my soul believ'd To ...
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... Thee , And Thy refreshing grace . 2 For Thee , my GOD , the living GOD , My thirsty soul doth pine ; O ! when shall I behold Thy face , Thou Majesty divine ! 3 I sigh whene'er my musing thoughts Those happy days present , When I , with ...
... Thee , And Thy refreshing grace . 2 For Thee , my GOD , the living GOD , My thirsty soul doth pine ; O ! when shall I behold Thy face , Thou Majesty divine ! 3 I sigh whene'er my musing thoughts Those happy days present , When I , with ...
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... thee ; Why from Me thy heart remove ? 2 I'll not blame thy sacrifices , Wanting from the sacred fire : Forms abundant man devises ; Forms cannot to Me aspire : I'll no off'ring From thy diff'rent herds require . 3 Mine the beasts ...
... thee ; Why from Me thy heart remove ? 2 I'll not blame thy sacrifices , Wanting from the sacred fire : Forms abundant man devises ; Forms cannot to Me aspire : I'll no off'ring From thy diff'rent herds require . 3 Mine the beasts ...
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Términos y frases comunes
adore Almighty angels behold beneath bleeding bless blest bliss breath cheer CHRIST crown darkness dear death delight divine dwell earth endless eternal everlasting everlasting love everlasting song eyes fainting faith FATHER fear feel feet flesh foes forgive give glorious Gospel gracious grief guilt hand hath hear heart heart of stone heav'n heav'nly hell holy HOLY SPIRIT hope Hosanna humble Hymn Israel JESU's JESUS King LAMB LAMB of GOD let Thy live LORD love divine o'er pain pardon peace praise pray pray'r proclaim promis'd Psalm REDEEMER reigns rest righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Satan SAVIOUR SAVIOUR bleed seek shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrows soul sov'reign SPIRIT sweet Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast thoughts Thy blood Thy face Thy grace Thy love Thy Name Thy pow'r Thy throne Thy Word Thyself tongue truth vex'd voice wilt wondrous wounds ye saints
Pasajes populares
Página 310 - Look ! how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys ! Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
Página 184 - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
Página 282 - GOD of my life, to thee I call ! Afflicted, at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where, but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor?
Página 277 - And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3...
Página 462 - GIVE me the wings of faith, to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.
Página 14 - BEHOLD the morning sun Begins his glorious way ! His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight.
Página 87 - I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Página 171 - HE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! Lo, Salem's daughters weep around ! A solemn darkness veils the skies ! A sudden trembling shakes the ground...
Página 140 - Jesus ! the Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears ; Tis life, and health, and peace.
Página 9 - My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise.