Lyra Britannica: A Collection of British Hymns, Printed from the Genuine Texts, with Biographical Sketches of the Hymn WirtersLongmans, Green, 1868 - 680 oldal |
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xiv. oldal
... bringing his labours to a close , the Editor feels he is parting with an occupation which he has long cherished with delight . But he trusts that the result will prove edifying to others . He is not without a measure of hope that this ...
... bringing his labours to a close , the Editor feels he is parting with an occupation which he has long cherished with delight . But he trusts that the result will prove edifying to others . He is not without a measure of hope that this ...
10. oldal
... brings relief ; His heart that's touched with all our joys , And feeleth for our grief . Lift up Thy bleeding hand , O Lord , Unseal that cleansing tide ; We have no shelter from our sin , But in Thy wounded side . HYMN FOR ADVENT ...
... brings relief ; His heart that's touched with all our joys , And feeleth for our grief . Lift up Thy bleeding hand , O Lord , Unseal that cleansing tide ; We have no shelter from our sin , But in Thy wounded side . HYMN FOR ADVENT ...
21. oldal
... bring , Laud Him our gracious King , And without ceasing sing , " Worthy the Lamb ! " OSWALD ALLEN . OSWALD ALLEN is son of John Allen , who has , for upwards of half a century , engaged in moreland . At this place , the subject of this ...
... bring , Laud Him our gracious King , And without ceasing sing , " Worthy the Lamb ! " OSWALD ALLEN . OSWALD ALLEN is son of John Allen , who has , for upwards of half a century , engaged in moreland . At this place , the subject of this ...
26. oldal
... Bring , O bring my soul relief . Glorious and eternal Three ! Give my spirit power to sing , " Grave , how brief thy victory ! Death , how vain thy sting ! " HENRY ADAMS SERGISON ATWOOD . THE reverend author of the 26 LYRA BRITANNICA .
... Bring , O bring my soul relief . Glorious and eternal Three ! Give my spirit power to sing , " Grave , how brief thy victory ! Death , how vain thy sting ! " HENRY ADAMS SERGISON ATWOOD . THE reverend author of the 26 LYRA BRITANNICA .
29. oldal
... . GRATITUDE FOR THE ATONEMENT . HAIL ! Thou once despised Jesus ; Hail , Thou Galilean King ! Who didst suffer to release us ; Who didst free salvation bring : Hail , Thou universal Saviour , Who hast borne our JOHN BAKEWELL . 29.
... . GRATITUDE FOR THE ATONEMENT . HAIL ! Thou once despised Jesus ; Hail , Thou Galilean King ! Who didst suffer to release us ; Who didst free salvation bring : Hail , Thou universal Saviour , Who hast borne our JOHN BAKEWELL . 29.
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354. oldal - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
542. oldal - Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; ' Naked, come to Thee for dress, Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
112. oldal - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
573. oldal - There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign, Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.
654. oldal - How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said ? You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled.
421. oldal - THOU art, O GOD, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine...
354. oldal - Lord, I my vows to Thee renew ; Scatter my sins as morning dew ! Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with Thyself my spirit fill! Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say, That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite ! Praise God, from whom all blessings flow!
112. oldal - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the angel of death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still...
494. oldal - SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend, Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Here I'll sit for ever viewing Mercy's streams, in streams of blood ; Precious drops ! my soul bedewing, Plead and claim my peace with God.
412. oldal - He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth: Before him on the mountains Shall peace the herald go; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow.