Hymns for the Use of the Methodist Episcopal Church

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Lane & Scott, 1850 - 48 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 416 - 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 292 - Love divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven to earth come down, Fix in us thy humble dwelling, All thy faithful mercies crown ; Jesus, Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love Thou art ; Visit us with Thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart.
Pàgina 541 - I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Pàgina 166 - Dear, dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Pàgina 576 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown : The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.
Pàgina 16 - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And Earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is Thy command, Vast as eternity Thy Love ; Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.
Pàgina 85 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.
Pàgina 437 - 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 425 - Strong in the Lord of Hosts, And in His mighty power : Who in the strength of Jesus trusts Is more than conqueror.
Pàgina 642 - 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.

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