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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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... voice . Then cleansed be every Christian breast , And furnished for so great a guest : Yea , let us each our hearts prepare That Christ may deign to enter there . To him , who comes the world to free , To God the Son , all glory be , To ...
... voice . Then cleansed be every Christian breast , And furnished for so great a guest : Yea , let us each our hearts prepare That Christ may deign to enter there . To him , who comes the world to free , To God the Son , all glory be , To ...
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... 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 ! is the anthem That full ...
... 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 ! is the anthem That full ...
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... voices raise . Alleluia ! 34 FOR A SUNDAY AFTER EASTER . O day of days ! shall hearts set free No minstrel rapture find for thee ? Thou art the Sun of other days , They shine by giving back thy rays : L.M. Enthroned in thy sovereign ...
... voices raise . Alleluia ! 34 FOR A SUNDAY AFTER EASTER . O day of days ! shall hearts set free No minstrel rapture find for thee ? Thou art the Sun of other days , They shine by giving back thy rays : L.M. Enthroned in thy sovereign ...
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... ascending , Notes of praise for triumphs won . As the Church to - day rejoices All her saints in one to join , So from earth let all our voices Rise in melody divine . Leader of the ransomed nation , See the Virgin's holy ALL SAINTS ' DAY .
... ascending , Notes of praise for triumphs won . As the Church to - day rejoices All her saints in one to join , So from earth let all our voices Rise in melody divine . Leader of the ransomed nation , See the Virgin's holy ALL SAINTS ' DAY .
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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...