Hymns for use in church, collected by H.W. Burrows |
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... Alleluia ! Jesus comes , and comes to reign . Now redemption long expected See in solemn pomp appear ; All His ... Alleluia ! Claim the kingdom for Thine own ; Oh , come quickly , Alleluia ! come , Lord , come . B 1.
... Alleluia ! Jesus comes , and comes to reign . Now redemption long expected See in solemn pomp appear ; All His ... Alleluia ! Claim the kingdom for Thine own ; Oh , come quickly , Alleluia ! come , Lord , come . B 1.
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... Alleluia ! Jesus comes , and comes to reign . Now redemption long expected See in solemn pomp appear ; All His saints , by man rejected , Rise and meet him in the air ; See the day of God appear . Alleluia ! Yea , amen ! let all adore ...
... Alleluia ! Jesus comes , and comes to reign . Now redemption long expected See in solemn pomp appear ; All His saints , by man rejected , Rise and meet him in the air ; See the day of God appear . Alleluia ! Yea , amen ! let all adore ...
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... Alleluia ! song of sweetness , Voice of joy , celestial lay , Alleluia ! is the glory Of the choirs in heavenly day , Which the angels sing , abiding In the house of God for aye . Alleluia ! joyful mother Of the blest , Jerusalem ! Alleluia ...
... Alleluia ! song of sweetness , Voice of joy , celestial lay , Alleluia ! is the glory Of the choirs in heavenly day , Which the angels sing , abiding In the house of God for aye . Alleluia ! joyful mother Of the blest , Jerusalem ! Alleluia ...
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Henry William Burrows. While to sadness Babel's rivers Exiles on the earth condemn . Alleluia ! we deserve not Here to chant for evermore : Alleluia ! our transgressions Make us for a while give o'er : For the holy time is coming That ...
Henry William Burrows. While to sadness Babel's rivers Exiles on the earth condemn . Alleluia ! we deserve not Here to chant for evermore : Alleluia ! our transgressions Make us for a while give o'er : For the holy time is coming That ...
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... Alleluia ! 31 The happy morn is come : Triumphant o'er the grave The Saviour leaves the tomb , Omnipotent to save : Captivity is captive led , For Jesus liveth who was dead . P.M. 32 Who now accuseth them For whom their Surety died EASTER .
... Alleluia ! 31 The happy morn is come : Triumphant o'er the grave The Saviour leaves the tomb , Omnipotent to save : Captivity is captive led , For Jesus liveth who was dead . P.M. 32 Who now accuseth them For whom their Surety died EASTER .
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Términos y frases comunes
abide Alleluia Almighty Amen angels ASCENSION DAY behold beneath blessed Three blest blood Christ hath CIRCUMCISION OF CHRIST comfort Cross crown day and death's dear death didst divine doth dread dwell Easter Ember Days endless eternity everlasting evermore faithful Father fear flow gates glad glorious glory given God the Father God the Son God's gracious grave grief Hail hear heart heavenly host Holy Ghost Holy Spirit honour Hosanna host Hymns joyful King of Glory Lamb let us adore lift light majesty mercies aye endure mighty morning mourn o'er pain Paraclete peace Psalm ransomed Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies solemn Songs of praise sorrow soul sweet tears Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy grace Thy love Thy mercy Thy presence Thy throne tis Thou triumph unto voice Whit-Sunday WILLIAM SKEFFINGTON ye heavenly
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Página 13 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Página 44 - Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above.
Página 45 - GOD, that madest earth and heaven, darkness and light; who the day for toil hast given, for rest the night; may thine angel-guards defend us, slumber sweet thy mercy send us, holy dreams and hopes attend us, this livelong night.
Página 37 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...