A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies and Families

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B.B. Mussey, 1837 - 540 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 383 - I would not live alway: no, welcome the tomb; Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom: There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise To hail Him in triumph descending the skies.
Pàgina 166 - 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 335 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day, With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all.
Pàgina 209 - Way, to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 2 Thou art the Truth, thy word alone True wisdom can impart ; Thou only canst inform the mind And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life, the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm, And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ; Grant us that way to know, That truth to keep, that life to win, Whose *joys eternal flow.
Pàgina 350 - LET party names no more The Christian world o'erspread ; Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, Are one in Christ their head. 2 Among the saints on earth Let mutual love be found; Heirs of the same inheritance, With mutual blessings crown'd.
Pàgina 386 - No cloud those blissful regions know, For ever bright and fair; For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there.
Pàgina 150 - Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand ; So when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on eveiy land.
Pàgina 473 - THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains.
Pàgina 491 - Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made ; But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure, May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ the Lord is pure.
Pàgina 172 - JOY to the world ! the Lord is come ; Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth ! the Saviour reigns ; Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains. Repeat the sounding joy. 3...

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