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The Springfield Collection of Hymns for Sacred Worship William Bourn Oliver Peabody Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1835 |
The Springfield Collection of Hymns for Sacred Worship William Bourn Oliver Peabody Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1835 |
The Springfield Collection of Hymns for Sacred Worship William Bourn Oliver Peabody Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1835 |
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adore angels appear beams bear bless blest breath bright bring cheerful Christ Coll command crown darkness death divine Doddridge dwell earth eternal eyes face fainting faith Father fear feet flow frame give glorious glory grace gracious hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour humble Hymn Jesus keep kind King land lead light live Lord mercy mind morning mortal nature never night o'er path peace pleasure praise prayer presence proclaim raise reign rest rise roll round sacred saints salvation seek shade shine sing skies song sorrows soul sound sovereign spirit spread stand strength sweet teach tears thee thine things thou thoughts throne thy grace thy love thy name thy word tongue truth voice wait wandering Watts wisdom worship
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Էջ 17 - I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Էջ 140 - People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name.
Էջ 331 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died"— they cry, "To be exalted thus :"— "Worthy the Lamb"— our lips reply,
Էջ 420 - 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 strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...
Էջ 4 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise Thy name, give thanks and sing: To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night.
Էջ 124 - The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. 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...
Էջ 8 - No rude alarms of raging foes; No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon.
Էջ 234 - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3. ' Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ; — 4. ' There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest ; And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.
Էջ 205 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart That tastes those gifts with joy.
Էջ 223 - A Penitent pleading for Pardon. 1 CHOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive; ^ Let a repenting rebel live : Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee ? 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass The power and glory of thy grace ; Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found.
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| Վերնագիր | The Springfield Collection of Hymns for Sacred Worship |
| Հեղինակ | William Bourn Oliver Peabody |
| Հրատարակիչ | Samuel Bowles, 1835 |
| Original from | Հարվարդի համալսարան |
| Digitized | 14 Սեպտեմբեր 2007 |
| Length | 12 էջ |
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