Hymns for the Church on Earth: Being Three Hundred Hymns and Spiritual Songs (for the Most Part of Modern Date)

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Anson D. F. Randolph, 1865 - 432 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 79 - Nearer to Thee ! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be, — Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.
Pàgina 216 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Pàgina 219 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside.
Pàgina 48 - I heard the voice of Jesus say, " I am this dark world's Light ; Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright.
Pàgina 66 - THE Spirit, in our hearts, Is whispering;, sinner, Come : The Bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims To all his children, Come. 2 Let him that heareth say To all about him, Come : Let him that thirsts for righteousness To Christ, the fountain, come. 3 Yes, whosoever will, O let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life; 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 4 Lo, Jesus, who invites, Declares, I quickly come.
Pàgina 279 - Take thou my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to thee may seem ; Choose thou my good and ill.
Pàgina 416 - Abide with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; 0 Thou Who changest not, abide with me.
Pàgina 23 - Just as I am — and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come...
Pàgina 20 - When I stand before the throne Dressed in beauty not my own, When I see thee as thou art, Love thee with unsinning heart, Then, Lord, shall I fully knowNot till then — how much I owe. When the praise of heaven I hear, Loud as thunders to the ear, Loud as many waters...
Pàgina 279 - THY way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be ; Lead me by thine own hand, Choose out the path for me. Smooth let it be or rough, It will be still the best ; Winding or straight, it matters not, It leads me to thy rest. I dare not choose my lot, I would not, if I might ; Choose thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright.

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