Songs of Pilgrimage

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Scriptural Tract Repository, 1886 - 544 pāgines
 

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Pāgina 128 - AMAZING grace ! how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see.
Pāgina 88 - GOD, our help in ages past, our hope for years to come, our shelter from the stormy blast, and our eternal home...
Pāgina 143 - FOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord?
Pāgina 224 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want, More than all in thee I find ! Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind ; Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness ; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Pāgina 107 - 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.
Pāgina 504 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Pāgina 167 - Soldiers of Christ, arise, And put your armour on; Strong in the strength which God supplies, Through his eternal Son; Strong in the Lord of Hosts, And in his mighty power; Who in the strength of Jesus trusts Is more than conqueror.
Pāgina 504 - Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gifts would His favor secure ; Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
Pāgina 195 - THERE is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains.
Pāgina 431 - LOVE divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; All thy faithful mercies crown.

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