The Evolution of the English Hymn: An Historical Survey of the Origins and Development of the Hymns of the Christian Church

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Macmillan, 1927 - 312 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 268 - Gentle Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child ; ' Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to Thee.
Pàgina 206 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, To be exalted thus : Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply, For he was slain for us.
Pàgina 266 - LET dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 'tis their nature too. But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise ; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes.
Pàgina 158 - Most glorious Lord of life ! that, on this day, Didst make Thy triumph over death and sin ; And, having harrowed hell, didst bring away Captivity thence captive, us to win...
Pàgina 243 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Pàgina 173 - The night is come, like to the day, Depart not thou, great God, away ; Let not my sins, black as the night. Eclipse the lustre of thy light. Keep still in my horizon, for to me The sun makes not the day, but thee.
Pàgina 243 - Sun of my soul ! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near : Oh may no earth-born cloud arise To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes.
Pàgina 82 - Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than thy blest name, O Saviour of mankind!
Pàgina 300 - JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shall be : Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition ! God and heaven are still my own.
Pàgina 35 - tis said Before was never made, But when of old the sons of morning sung, While the Creator great...

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