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 41 105 Go , when the morning shineth 52 Great God ! and wilt thou condescend 45 Great God , we sing that mighty hand 207 Great God , what do I see and hear 179 Guide me , O ...
... thou art good ! each perfumed flower . Go to dark Gethsemane 41 105 Go , when the morning shineth 52 Great God ! and wilt thou condescend 45 Great God , we sing that mighty hand 207 Great God , what do I see and hear 179 Guide me , O ...
Pàgina vii
... Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will 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 ...
... Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will 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 ...
Pàgina 68
... 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 71
... 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 72
... 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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Passatges populars
Pàgina 180 - 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 165 - Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood Should fright us from the shore.
Pàgina 69 - In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer.
Pàgina 181 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Pàgina 120 - 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,
Pàgina 117 - It is finished" — hear him cry ; Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 4. Early hasten to the tomb, Where they laid His breathless clay ; All is solitude and gloom, — Who hath taken Him away ? Christ is risen ; He meets our eyes ; Saviour, teach us so to rise.
Pàgina 167 - JERUSALEM, my happy home ! •'* Name ever dear to me ! When shall my labours have an end, In joy, and peace, and thee? 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls And pearly gates behold ? Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold...
Pàgina 183 - 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 105 - Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may When I've no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — Till then I boast a Saviour slain; And O may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me.