Church Pastorals: Hymns and Tunes for Public and Social Worship

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Ticknor and Fields, 1864 - 472 pāgines
 

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Pāgina 163 - Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee, whose Blood can cleanse each spot O Lamb of God, I come...
Pāgina 51 - A thousand ages in thy sight are like an evening gone, short as the watch that ends the night before the rising sun. Time, like an ever-rolling stream, bears all its sons away; they fly forgotten, as a dream dies at the opening day. O God, our help in ages past...
Pāgina 160 - Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.
Pāgina 104 - COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours.
Pāgina 160 - Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; ' Naked, come to Thee for dress, Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Pāgina 175 - HARK, my soul ! it is the Lord ; 'Tis thy Saviour, hear His word ; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, ' Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me...
Pāgina 328 - 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.
Pāgina 128 - The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat : His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set.
Pāgina 29 - Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound ; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound : May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels...
Pāgina 46 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy! Know that the Lord is God alone : He can create, and he destroy.

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