Hymns for use in church, collected by H.W. Burrows |
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... sorrow , no more night ; Perfect joy , and purest light ; With His spotless saints and bright , God is reigning in the height ! Blessing , praise , and glory bring , Offer every holy thing ; Everlasting praises sing ! God is reigning ...
... sorrow , no more night ; Perfect joy , and purest light ; With His spotless saints and bright , God is reigning in the height ! Blessing , praise , and glory bring , Offer every holy thing ; Everlasting praises sing ! God is reigning ...
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... sorrows prove His will to die , His power to love ! From heaven descending to fulfil , The mandates of His Father's will , E'en now behold the victim lie , The Son of God , prepared to die , Beneath the knife , behold the Child , The ...
... sorrows prove His will to die , His power to love ! From heaven descending to fulfil , The mandates of His Father's will , E'en now behold the victim lie , The Son of God , prepared to die , Beneath the knife , behold the Child , The ...
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... sorrow - Thou'rt beside us The livelong day . Guard us waking , guard us sleeping : And when we die , May we in Thy mighty keeping All peaceful lie . When the last dread call shall wake us , Do not Thou our God forsake us , But to reign ...
... sorrow - Thou'rt beside us The livelong day . Guard us waking , guard us sleeping : And when we die , May we in Thy mighty keeping All peaceful lie . When the last dread call shall wake us , Do not Thou our God forsake us , But to reign ...
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... sorrows all amazing , Tell the wounds , the dying pain , Which our Saviour Sinless bore , for sinners slain . He , the cruel scourge enduring , Ransom for our sins to pay , By His stripes transgressors curing , Raising those who wounded ...
... sorrows all amazing , Tell the wounds , the dying pain , Which our Saviour Sinless bore , for sinners slain . He , the cruel scourge enduring , Ransom for our sins to pay , By His stripes transgressors curing , Raising those who wounded ...
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... Sorrow and love flow mingled down , Did e'er such love and sorrow meet , Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? Were the whole realm of nature mine , That were a present far too small , Love so amazing , so divine , 71 Demands my soul , my ...
... Sorrow and love flow mingled down , Did e'er such love and sorrow meet , Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? Were the whole realm of nature mine , That were a present far too small , Love so amazing , so divine , 71 Demands my soul , my ...
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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
Pasajes populares
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...