Men's Songs, No. 1: A Collection of Sacred Songs for Male Voices

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F. S. Shepard
Hope Publishing Company, 1900 - 95 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 41 - I've sought, or hoped, or known; Yet how rich is my condition ! God, and heaven, are still my own. 2 Let the world despise, and leave me; They have left my Saviour too; Human hearts and looks deceive me, Thou art not...
Pàgina 68 - Thou canst hush the o-cean wild; 3. When at last I near the shore, And the fear - ful breakers roar É Unknown waves be - fore me roll, Hid -ing rock and treach'rous shoal; Boist'rous waves о - bey Thy will, When Thou say 'st to them "Be still!
Pàgina 12 - Chase the shades of night a - way, Turn my dark- ness in - to day. Long hath sin with - out con - trol, Held do - min - ion o'er my soul. Bid my ma - ny woes de - part, Heal my wound-ed, bleed -ing heart.
Pàgina 22 - 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 9 - 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.
Pàgina 36 - This proud heart of sin and stone. 2 Father, make me pure and lowly, Fond of peace and far from strife ; Turning from the paths unholy Of this vain and sinful life.
Pàgina 48 - O happy bond, that seals my vows To Him who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems fill His house, While to that sacred shrine I move.
Pàgina 42 - Man may trouble and distress me, Twill but drive me to thy breast ; Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. Oh ! 'tis not in grief to harm me, While thy love is left to me ; Oh ! 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee.
Pàgina 32 - Jesu, of Thee shall be my song, To Thee my heart and soul belong ; All that I have or am is Thine, And Thou, blest Saviour, Thou art mine. Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, O make me love Thee more and more.
Pàgina 66 - He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, And covers me there with His hand, And covers me there with His hand.

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