The Psalter in Metre and Scripture Paraphrases: With Tunes : Authorized for Use in Public Worship by the Church of Scotland, the Free Church of Scotland, the United Presbyterian Church, the Presbyterian Church in Ireland
Henry Frowde, 1899 - 247 pagina's
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A-men angels bless blood bring Christ cross d d d d dark death doth earth eternal eyes face faith Father fear foes give glory grace hand hath hear heart heaven holy hope Hymns Jesus keep King land light live Lord never night peace praise prayer PSALMS rest rise s.fm salvation Saviour sing sins song soul Spirit stand strength Thee Thine things Thou Thou art Thou hast throne trust truth TUNE unto voice
Pagina 307 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
Pagina 151 - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day...
Pagina 443 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Pagina 505 - Tis done: the great transaction's done, I am my Lord's, and He is mine: He drew me and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine, 4 Now rest, my long-divided heart, Fixed on this blissful centre, rest; With ashes who would grudge to part, When called on angels
Pagina 14 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And, nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of her birth ; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Pagina 213 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Pagina 337 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train...
Pagina 33 - Glory to the new-born King ; Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled : Joyful all ye nations rise, Join the triumph of the skies, With the angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem.
Pagina 567 - See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal Love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove : Who can faint, while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage ? Grace, which, like the Lord the Giver, Never fails from age to age.