Hymns adapted to the Church services throughout the Christian year; with a selection of metrical Psalms

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107. oldal - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
103. oldal - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
19. oldal - 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 : Whilst 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.
153. oldal - Lord, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live; To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give.
75. oldal - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.
122. oldal - Holy, holy, holy ! Though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art holy, there is none beside Thee, Perfect in power, in love, and purity ! 4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty...
214. oldal - The Lord's my shepherd, I'll not want. He makes me down to lie In pastures green ; he leadeth me The quiet waters by.
235. oldal - Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and He destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we »trayed, He brought us to his fold again.
121. oldal - COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours.
164. oldal - One family we dwell in Him, One Church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream, of death...

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