Hymns for use in church, collected by H.W. Burrows |
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... See the day of God appear . Yea , amen ! let all adore Thee , High on Thine eternal throne ; Saviour , take the power and glory , Alleluia ! Claim the kingdom for Thine own ; Oh , come quickly , Alleluia ! come , Lord , come . B 1.
... See the day of God appear . Yea , amen ! let all adore Thee , High on Thine eternal throne ; Saviour , take the power and glory , Alleluia ! Claim the kingdom for Thine own ; Oh , come quickly , Alleluia ! come , Lord , come . B 1.
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... ! let all adore Thee , High on Thine eternal throne ; Saviour , take the power and glory , Claim the kingdom for Thine own ; Oh , come quickly , Alleluia ! come , Lord , come . B PART II . Every island , sea , and mountain HYMNS ...
... ! let all adore Thee , High on Thine eternal throne ; Saviour , take the power and glory , Claim the kingdom for Thine own ; Oh , come quickly , Alleluia ! come , Lord , come . B PART II . Every island , sea , and mountain HYMNS ...
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... throne , All unprepared to meet Him ! ] Great God ! what do I see and hear ! The end of things created ! The Judge of mankind doth appear On clouds of glory seated ! Low at His Cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away ...
... throne , All unprepared to meet Him ! ] Great God ! what do I see and hear ! The end of things created ! The Judge of mankind doth appear On clouds of glory seated ! Low at His Cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away ...
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... Let every heart prepare a throne , And every voice a song . He comes the prisoners to release In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before Him burst , The iron fetters yield . He comes , from thickest films of vice , To ADVENT .
... Let every heart prepare a throne , And every voice a song . He comes the prisoners to release In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before Him burst , The iron fetters yield . He comes , from thickest films of vice , To ADVENT .
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... throne , Expects his own anointed son ! Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! In lowly pomp ride on to die ! Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain ! Then take , O God ! Thy power , and reign ! 26 GOOD FRIDAY . See the destined day arise , See a ...
... throne , Expects his own anointed son ! Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! In lowly pomp ride on to die ! Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain ! Then take , O God ! Thy power , and reign ! 26 GOOD FRIDAY . See the destined day arise , See a ...
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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...