Church Praise: with TunesNisbet, 1885 - 516 oldal |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
1st Tune 2nd Tune A-men adore Amen angels ARTHUR SULLIVAN Behold bless blessèd blest blood bright CHARLES STEGGALL Christ cres Oh crown dark dddd death didst divine dwell E. J. HOPKINS earth eternal evermore eyes f Oh faith Father fear give glad glorious glory gracious Hallelujah hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY SMART Hosanna hymns J. B. DYKES JAMES TURLE JOHN STAINER JOSEPH BARNBY King Lamb Lamb of God light LOWELL MASON mf Jesus mf Let mf LORD mf Oh mf Thou mighty night o'er peace Praise ye pray prayer rall Redeemer reign rejoice rest saints salvation SAMUEL WEBBE Saviour shine sing sinners sins Sir JOHN GOSS song sorrow soul Spirit sweet tears Tell Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy grace Thy love Thy name Thy throne trust unto voice weary
Népszerű szakaszok
111. oldal - Anoint and cheer our soiled face With the abundance of Thy grace; Keep far our foes, give peace at home; Where Thou art guide no ill can come.
157. oldal - 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 t' assuage ? Grace which, like the Lord the giver, Never fails from age to age.
105. oldal - Jesus ! the Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears ; Tis life, and health, and peace.
153. oldal - 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.
229. oldal - It can bring with it nothing But he will bear us through : Who gives the lilies clothing Will clothe his people too : Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens Will give his children bread.
455. oldal - When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death, thou didst open the kingdom of heaven to all believers.
409. oldal - 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.
27. oldal - As they offered gifts most rare At that manger rude and bare ; So may we with holy joy, Pure and free from sin's alloy, All our costliest treasures bring, Christ ! to Thee our heavenly King.
307. oldal - HARK, hark, my soul ! Angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore : How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling Of that new life when sin shall be no more. Angels of Jesus, angels of light, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come : And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, The music of the Gospel leads us home.
11. oldal - Thy bountiful care What tongue can recite ? It breathes in the air, It shines in the light. It streams from the hills, It descends to the plain, And sweetly distils In the dew and the rain. 5 Frail children of dust, And feeble as frail, In Thee do we trust, Nor find Thee to fail ; Thy mercies how tender, How firm to the end, Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend ! 6 O measureless Might ! Ineffable Love ! While angels delight To hymn Thee above, The humbler creation, Though feeble their lays,...