Portsmouth Sunday School Hymn Book: Compiled for the Use of the South Parish Sunday SchoolJ.W. Foster, 1840 - 165 pàgines |
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Pàgina iv
... thou art good ! each perfumed flower . Go to dark Gethsemane Go , when the morning shineth Great God ! and wilt thou condescend Great God , we sing that mighty hand Great God , what do I see and hear Guide me , O thou great Jehovah 191 ...
... thou art good ! each perfumed flower . Go to dark Gethsemane Go , when the morning shineth Great God ! and wilt thou condescend Great God , we sing that mighty hand Great God , what do I see and hear Guide me , O thou great Jehovah 191 ...
Pàgina vii
... Thou art gone to the grave ! but we wiH not deplore thee Thou art , Oh God , the life and light Though lost to our sight , we may not deplore thee Thou sweet gliding Kedron , by thy silver stream Thou , who didst with love and blessing Thus ...
... Thou art gone to the grave ! but we wiH not deplore thee Thou art , Oh God , the life and light Though lost to our sight , we may not deplore thee Thou sweet gliding Kedron , by thy silver stream Thou , who didst with love and blessing Thus ...
Pàgina 66
... thou art my guardian , no evil I fear ; Thy rod shall defend me , thy staff be my stay , No harm can befal , with my Comforter near . 3 In the midst of affliction , my table is spread ; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er ...
... thou art my guardian , no evil I fear ; Thy rod shall defend me , thy staff be my stay , No harm can befal , with my Comforter near . 3 In the midst of affliction , my table is spread ; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er ...
Pàgina 69
... Thou art my sun , And thou my shade , To guard my head , By night or noon . 4 Hast thou not given thy word To save my soul from death ? And I can trust my Lord To keep my mortal breath . I'll go and come , Nor fear to die , Till from on ...
... Thou art my sun , And thou my shade , To guard my head , By night or noon . 4 Hast thou not given thy word To save my soul from death ? And I can trust my Lord To keep my mortal breath . I'll go and come , Nor fear to die , Till from on ...
Pàgina 70
... thou art good ! each perfumed flower , The waving field , the dark green wood , The insect fluttering for an hour , —— All things proclaim that God is good . 2 I hear it in each breath of wind ; The hills that have for ages stood , And ...
... thou art good ! each perfumed flower , The waving field , the dark green wood , The insect fluttering for an hour , —— All things proclaim that God is good . 2 I hear it in each breath of wind ; The hills that have for ages stood , And ...
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Portsmouth Sunday School Hymn Book: Compiled for the Use of the South Parish ... Andrew Preston Peabody Visualització completa - 1840 |
PORTSMOUTH SUNDAY SCHOOL HYMN Andrew P. (Andrew Preston) 181 Peabody Previsualització no disponible - 2016 |
Portsmouth Sunday School Hymn Book: Compiled for the Use of the South Parish ... Andrew Preston Peabody Previsualització no disponible - 2016 |
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Pàgina 166 - HOW blest the righteous when he dies ! When sinks a weary soul to rest, How mildly beam the closing eyes, How gently heaves the expiring breast! 2 So fades a summer cloud away, So sinks the gale when storms are o'er : So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore.
Pàgina 118 - 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 178 - The dead in Christ shall first arise, At the last trumpet's sounding ; Caught up to meet Him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding ; No gloomy fears their souls dismay ; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him.
Pàgina 202 - Here may we prove the power of prayer, To strengthen faith and sweeten care ; To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heaven before our eyes.
Pàgina 161 - Heaven, thy native place : Sun and moon and stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above.
Pàgina 178 - I LOVE Thy kingdom, Lord, The house of Thine abode, The Church our blest Redeemer saved With His own precious blood. 2. I love Thy church, O God ! Her walls before Thee stand, Dear as the apple of Thine eye, And graven on Thy hand.
Pàgina 89 - The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Pàgina 181 - GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land : I am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more.
Pàgina 157 - I heard as it were the voice of a great multitude, and as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of mighty thunderings, saying, Alleluia, for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth. Let us be glad and rejoice and give honour to him, for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready.
Pàgina 99 - To you, in David's town, this day Is born of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign : 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapt in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.