Songs: Sacred and DevotionalJoseph Edwards Carpenter F. Warne & Company, 1866 - 392 páginas |
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... Thou art with me , Duff and Co. , ΙΟΙ There is a Fountain Filled with Blood , J. Taylor , 302 R. Cocks and Co. , 288 Thou art , O God , Addison and Co. , 148 Thou whose Almighty Word ,. Thou hast Sworn by Thy God , This World is not our ...
... Thou art with me , Duff and Co. , ΙΟΙ There is a Fountain Filled with Blood , J. Taylor , 302 R. Cocks and Co. , 288 Thou art , O God , Addison and Co. , 148 Thou whose Almighty Word ,. Thou hast Sworn by Thy God , This World is not our ...
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... Thou art gone to the grave ; we no longer behold thee , Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee , And sinners may hope since the Sinless has died . Thou art gone to the ...
... Thou art gone to the grave ; we no longer behold thee , Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee , And sinners may hope since the Sinless has died . Thou art gone to the ...
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... thou art weeping , Should we have flowers to beautify our way ? Earth far beneath , the fadeless blue above thee , Throned ' mid the stars , still lowly was thy birth Not for thy beauty only do I love thee , Giver of blessings to the ...
... thou art weeping , Should we have flowers to beautify our way ? Earth far beneath , the fadeless blue above thee , Throned ' mid the stars , still lowly was thy birth Not for thy beauty only do I love thee , Giver of blessings to the ...
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... thou art ; And should some chance thy coffers fill , How art thou sure to keep thy heart , To hold unchanged thy loving will ? Wealth , like all other power , is blind , And bears a poison in its core , To taint the best , if feeble ...
... thou art ; And should some chance thy coffers fill , How art thou sure to keep thy heart , To hold unchanged thy loving will ? Wealth , like all other power , is blind , And bears a poison in its core , To taint the best , if feeble ...
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... Thou art , Till , fill'd with the one sacred image , my heart Shall all other passions disown ; Like some pure temple that shines apart , Reserved for Thy worship alone . In joy and sorrow , through praise and through blame , Thus still ...
... Thou art , Till , fill'd with the one sacred image , my heart Shall all other passions disown ; Like some pure temple that shines apart , Reserved for Thy worship alone . In joy and sorrow , through praise and through blame , Thus still ...
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Términos y frases comunes
abide adore Alleluia angels ANNA BLACKWELL bear beneath blessings blest breast breath bright calm CHARLES WESLEY CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT child Christ clouds dark dead dear death divine doth dwell dying earth ELIZA COOK eternal evermore eyes faith Father fear flowers Friend glad glorious grave grief Hallelujah hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY FRANCIS LYTE Holy hope Hosanna hour Hymn J. E. CARPENTER.-Music Jesus JOHN JOHN KEBLE JOHN NEWTON King light live look Lord mercy MOORE.-Air morning ne'er night o'er pass'd peace pray prayer pure rest rise sacred saints Saviour shine sing sinners skies sleep smile Songs of praise sorrow soul Spirit star star of Bethlehem Stephen Glover storm sweet baby tears Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast thought throne Thy love Thy Name unto voice weary weep WILLIAM COWPER wind wings word
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Página 263 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, ' Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.' I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, ' Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live.
Página xviii - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Página ix - And with them the Being Beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Página 306 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall : Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
Página 143 - Let us be patient! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Página 172 - 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 259 - People and realms, of every tongue, Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His Name.
Página 324 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Página 102 - God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine. When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven — Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord ! are thine.
Página 230 - I'd be Nearer my God to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that Thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.