The History and Use of Hymns and Hymn-tunes: By the Rev. David R. Breed

Fleming H. Revell Company, 1903 - 354 pàgines
Tracing the course of various hymns and hymn tunes through Christian history, this book is intended for use by students of English hymnody, ministers of music and Christians interested in the songs they sing.

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Pàgina 303 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Pàgina 157 - And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth; Before Him, on the mountains, Shall peace, the herald, go, And righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow.
Pàgina 17 - CHRIST; O LORD GOD, LAMB of GOD, SON of the FATHER, that takest away the sins of the world, have mercy upon us.
Pàgina 201 - I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless ; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory ? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
Pàgina 194 - 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 133 - 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.
Pàgina 32 - O hope of every contrite heart ! O joy of all the meek ! To those who fall, how kind Thou art ! How good to those who seek...
Pàgina 103 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God : All the vain things that charm me most I sacrifice them to his blood. 3. See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down : Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4.
Pàgina 157 - The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand for ever ; That name to us is Love I JAMES MONTGOMERY, 1822.
Pàgina 159 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.

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