The Universalist Hymn-book: A New Collection of Psalms and Hymns, for the Use of Universalist Societies

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Munroe and Francis, 1824 - 396 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 361 - The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow.
Pàgina 293 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Pàgina 44 - THE heavens declare thy glory Lord ; In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy power confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
Pàgina 17 - JOY to the world ! the Lord is come ; Let earth receive her King : Let every heart prepare him room, And Heaven and nature sing.
Pàgina 341 - Same. 1 BEHOLD, where, in a mortal form, Appears each grace divine ; The virtues, all in Jesus met, With mildest radiance shine. 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, To give the mourner joy, To preach glad tidings to the poor, Was his divine employ. 3...
Pàgina 12 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Pàgina 280 - Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live At this poor, dying rate ! Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, And Thine to us so great ! 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers ! Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours.
Pàgina 370 - YE servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame; Gird up your loins as in his sight, For awful is his name.
Pàgina 280 - COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love, In these cold hearts of ours.
Pàgina 189 - He reigns and triumphs here.' 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for And sought, but never found 1 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long.

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