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The Christian Lyre: A Collection of Hymns and Tunes Adapted for Social ...
Visualitzaciķ completa - 1837
adore angels behold bless blest bliss blood bove bright Bursts of joy Canaan cheer Christ is best crown dark dear death divine dwell dying earth endless etermity eternal eternal grace everlasting song eyes faith Father fear feet fill'd foes give glorious glory guilty Hail Hallelujah happy Hark hast hath hear heart heart of stone heaven heavenly hell holy hope HYMN Jesus joyful King Lamb Let thy light live Lord Lyre meet mercy Mercy Seat mourning ne'er night ē ē o'er pain pardon peace pleasures praise pray ransom'd rapturous songs reign rejoice rest rise sacred salvation Savior shalt shine sing sinners sins skies song soon sorrow soul sound Spirit Star of Bethlehem sweet tears thee thine thou art thro thy grace thy love thy name thy throne tongue trumpet tune twill voice weary wings ye saints
Pāgina 25 - 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. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, . And only man is vile...
Pāgina 25 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Pāgina 5 - Thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give. 4 Help me to watch and pray, And on Thyself rely, Assured, if I my trust betray, I shall for ever die.
Pāgina 127 - I WOULD not live alway : I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here, Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway...
Pāgina 78 - twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee ! Take, my soul, thy full salvation ! Rise o'er sin and fear and care ; Joy to find, in every station, Something still to do or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee, What a Father's smile is thine, What a Saviour died to win thee ; Child of heaven, should'st thou repine?
Pāgina 59 - Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and His word ? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
Pāgina 168 - His name yields the richest perfume, And sweeter than music his voice ; His presence disperses my gloom, And makes all within me rejoice : I should, were he always thus nigh, Have nothing to wish or to fear, No mortal so happy as I, My summer would last all the year.
Pāgina 109 - Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say, That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite ! Praise God, from whom all blessings flow!