Hymns and sacred songs, for Sunday schools and social worship [ed. by G.B. Bubiar].Fletcher and Tubbs, 1855 - 256 pagina's |
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Hymns and Sacred Songs, for Sunday Schools and Social Worship ... Second ... Volledige weergave - 1856 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
abide adore angels Behold blest bliss breath bright bright land child Christ cloud comfort darkness dear death delight divine dost doth Doxology dwell earth eternal everlasting evermore eyes faith Father fear flowers give glad glorious glory gracious Hallelujah hand happy happy land hath hear heart heaven heavenly host Holy Spirit hope hosannas humble Hymn impart Jerusalem Jesus joyful King land let Thy light lisp live lowly meek mighty morning mountains ne'er never night o'er path path we tread peace praise Thee pray prayer Psalm reign rejoice rest rise Sabbath saints Saviour shed shine sins skies Songs of praise sorrow soul Sunday Schools sweet Teach tears Thine Thou art Thou hast Thou wilt thoughts throne Thy blessing Thy grace Thy holy day Thy love Thy mercies Thy name Thy praise Thy word tongue truth voice wandering wisdom ye stars
Populaire passages
Pagina 100 - 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...
Pagina 137 - IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time : All the li'ght of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
Pagina 209 - Twere vain the ocean-depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole : 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die.
Pagina 20 - ANE there is above all others, Well deserves the name of friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end.
Pagina 183 - Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, Thy will be done.
Pagina 80 - 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. 2 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 strewn ; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.
Pagina 119 - O GOD, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come ; Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home...
Pagina 206 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Pagina 237 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
Pagina 100 - 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...