The voice of Christian life in song; or, Hymns and hymn-writers of many lands and ages, by the author of 'Tales and sketches of Christian life'.

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J. Nisbet & Company, 1858 - 303 pagina's

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Pagina 123 - These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God ; that ye may know that ye have eternal life, and that ye may believe on the name of the Son of God.
Pagina 282 - Jesus answered and said unto him, If a man love me, he will keep my words: and my Father will love him, and we will come unto him, and make our abode with him.
Pagina 197 - There is the same reason to doubt of the union of the three Persons in the Godhead, of the union of the divine and human natures in the person of the Son of God, and even the union of our own souls and bodies.
Pagina 154 - For I am in a strait betwixt two, having a desire to depart and to be with Christ ; which is far better ; nevertheless to abide, in the flesh is more needful for you.
Pagina 204 - To thee, all Angels cry aloud; the Heavens, and all the Powers therein. To thee, Cherubim and Seraphim continually do cry, Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Sabaoth; Heaven and earth are full of the Majesty of thy Glory.
Pagina 18 - For thou only art holy, thou only art the Lord, thou only, O Christ, with the Holy Ghost, art most high in the glory of God the Father.
Pagina 23 - GLORY be to God on high, and in earth peace, good will towards men. We praise thee, we bless thee, we worship thee, we glorify thee, we give thanks to thee, for thy great glory, O Lord God, Heavenly King, God the Father Almighty.
Pagina 17 - Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Hosts, heaven and earth are full of Thy glory : Glory be to Thee, 0 Lord most High. Amen.
Pagina 18 - We praise Thee, we bless Thee, we worship Thee, we glorify Thee, we give thanks to Thee for Thy great glory, O LORD GOD, heavenly KING, GOD the FATHER Almighty.
Pagina 272 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.

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