Carmina Evangelica: Or, Hymns Chiefly Collected from Various AuthorsR.M. Holden, 1839 - 203 oldal |
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adore Almighty angels behold blessing blest bliss blissful gates breast bring Christ crown dear death divine dy'd earth and heav'n End of faith endless eternal ev'ry everlasting everlasting love evermore eyes faith Father fear feel foes giv'n give glad glorious God's Gospel grief Hail Hallelujah happy hath hear heart heav'nly hell Here's love holy hope hymns impart Israel Jesu's Jesus joyful Lamb Lamb of God Let thy lift live Lord lov'd mountains mourn never o'er pain Pardon peace praise Thee pray'r precious precious love proclaim rapturous song redeeming love reigns rejoice righteousness rise saints salvation Saviour seraphs shine sing sinners sins skies song song of Moses sorrow soul sweet tears thine thou art Thou art Lord thou hast thy blood thy grace thy gracious thy love thy mercy thy name thy pow'r thy sov'reign thy throne tongue triumph voice wand'ring wonders
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118. 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.
114. oldal - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take: The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
74. oldal - ONE there is, above all others, • • Well deserves the name of Friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end.
46. oldal - Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find: Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name; I am all unrighteousness; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
127. oldal - I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
83. oldal - Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
12. oldal - We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command; Vast as eternity thy love; Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.
115. oldal - HARK ! the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born King: Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled.
39. oldal - MY former hopes are fled, My terror now begins; „ I feel, alas ! that I am dead In trespasses and sins. 2 Ah, whither shall I fly ? I hear the thunder roar; The law proclaims destruction nigh, And vengeance at the door. 3 When I review my ways, I dread impending doom ; But sure a friendly whisper says,
45. oldal - JESUS, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last.