Hymns for the Church of England [ed. by T. Darling].Thomas Darling (rector of St. Michael Royal, London) 1864 |
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Hymns for the Church of England [ed. by T. Darling]. Thomas Darling (rector of St. Michael Royal, London) Visualització completa - 1860 |
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abide adored ages past Alleluia Amen angels appear Behold bleſs blessings blest blood born bright bring Christ close cloud comes comfort crown darkneſs death didst dost dread earth endleſs eternal everlasting everlastingly evermore eyes face fail faith Father fear flow follow gates give given glad glorious glory grace gracious grave hand hast hear heart heaven heavenly Holy Ghost Holy Spirit honour hope Hosanna hour HYMN Jesus keep king Lamb land lift light live Lord meet mercy mighty morn Name never night o'er peace praise prayer presence pure raise redeemer reign rest righteousness rise saints Saviour shine sight sing sleep song sorrow soul sound Spirit stand sweet tears thankful thee thine things thou thought Three throne thy Name Trinity true voice wake watch wings wondrous
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Pàgina xxii - Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Pàgina lvi - Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Pàgina vi - 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 xxix - More firmly to believe ; For still the more the servant hath, , The more shall he receive.
Pàgina xxii - A noble army: men and boys, The matron and the maid ; Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed. They climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain : O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train.
Pàgina xxii - Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Pàgina xxii - Fear not," said he — for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind ; ' ' Glad tidings of great joy I bring, To you and all mankind.
Pàgina cxvi - Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say, That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite ! Praise God, from whom all blessings flow!
Pàgina xi - Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear ! It is not night if thou be near : O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
Pàgina cxviii - In vain thou strugglest to get free ; I never will unloose my hold : Art thou the Man that died for me ? The secret of thy love unfold ; Wrestling, I will not let thee go Till I thy name, thy nature know.