The Psalter in Metre and Scripture Paraphrases: With Tunes : Authorized for Use in Public Worship by the Church of Scotland, the Free Church of Scotland, the United Presbyterian Church, the Presbyterian Church in Ireland
Henry Frowde, 1899 - 247 pàgines
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Pàgina 305 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
Pàgina 149 - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day...
Pàgina 441 - 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 503 - Tis done: the great transaction's done, I am my Lord's, and He is mine: He drew me and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine, 4 Now rest, my long-divided heart, Fixed on this blissful centre, rest; With ashes who would grudge to part, When called on angels
Pàgina 12 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And, nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of her birth ; While 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 211 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Pàgina 335 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train...
Pàgina 31 - Glory to the new-born King ; Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled : Joyful all ye nations rise, Join the triumph of the skies, With the angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem.
Pàgina 575 - See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal Love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove : Who can faint, while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage ? Grace, which, like the Lord the Giver, Never fails from age to age.