Twenty-five Hymns: From the Hymnal of the Church, Set to New Tunes

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G.W. Jacobs, 1906 - 25 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 24 - When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply; The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.
Pàgina 20 - He died that we might be forgiven, He died to make us good, That we might go at last to heaven, Saved by His precious blood.
Pàgina 10 - 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.
Pàgina 14 - O hope of every contrite heart ! O joy of all the meek! To those who fall, how kind thou art...
Pàgina 10 - Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart! Rise to all eternity!
Pàgina 11 - Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
Pàgina 15 - WITH one consent let all the earth To GOD their cheerful voices raise; Glad homage pay with awful mirth. And sing before him songs of praise...
Pàgina 1 - When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 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 4 - I seek Thy sheltering grace. 2 Guilty, forgive me, Lord, I cry ; Pursued by foes, I come ; A sinner, save me, or I die ; An outcast, take me home, 3 Once safe in Thine almighty arms, Let storms come on amain ; There danger never, never harms ; There death itself is gain. 4 And when I stand before Thy throne, And all Thy glory see, Still be my righteousness alone To hide myself in Thee.
Pàgina 12 - Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer ; Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days, Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

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