Songs: Sacred and DevotionalJoseph Edwards Carpenter F. Warne & Company, 1866 - 392 páginas |
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... sleeping - bed ? " That night is near , and the cheerless tomb Shall keep thy body in store , Till the morn of eternity rise on the gloom , And night shall be no more . " The Return of the Spirit . The Return of the ΙΟ Sacred Songs .
... sleeping - bed ? " That night is near , and the cheerless tomb Shall keep thy body in store , Till the morn of eternity rise on the gloom , And night shall be no more . " The Return of the Spirit . The Return of the ΙΟ Sacred Songs .
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... keeping ! O'er my couch while I am sleeping , Let thine angels spread their wings ; In the world a pilgrim lonely , Trusting to Thy goodness only ; Thou wilt hear the orphan's prayer , Heavenly Father ! The Last Trump . JOHN DRYDEN . AS ...
... keeping ! O'er my couch while I am sleeping , Let thine angels spread their wings ; In the world a pilgrim lonely , Trusting to Thy goodness only ; Thou wilt hear the orphan's prayer , Heavenly Father ! The Last Trump . JOHN DRYDEN . AS ...
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... keeps on saying ? " -CHARLES DICKENS . J. E. CARPENTER . - Music by Stephen Glover . PAUL . HAT are the wild waves saying , WHAT Sister , the whole day long , That ever , amid our playing , I hear but their low lone song ? Not by the ...
... keeps on saying ? " -CHARLES DICKENS . J. E. CARPENTER . - Music by Stephen Glover . PAUL . HAT are the wild waves saying , WHAT Sister , the whole day long , That ever , amid our playing , I hear but their low lone song ? Not by the ...
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... keep . Thine is the land from mortal vision shrouded , Thou , lovely dream , the cloud - wall of the skies , Hidest alone the million spirits crowded ; Round the bright throne thou shrin'st from human eyes . The Builders . W. H. ...
... keep . Thine is the land from mortal vision shrouded , Thou , lovely dream , the cloud - wall of the skies , Hidest alone the million spirits crowded ; Round the bright throne thou shrin'st from human eyes . The Builders . W. H. ...
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... Keep , keep thy riches , melancholy sea , We ask not such from thee . Yet more , the billows and the depths have more ! High hearts and brave are gather'd to thy breast , They hear not now the booming waters roar ; The battle's thunders ...
... Keep , keep thy riches , melancholy sea , We ask not such from thee . Yet more , the billows and the depths have more ! High hearts and brave are gather'd to thy breast , They hear not now the booming waters roar ; The battle's thunders ...
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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
Pasajes populares
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.