Sailors' Hymn-bookFrancis Westley, 1823 - 204 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 19 találatból.
. oldal
... tempest burst Tho ' winds may blow and storms arise » . Though hard the winds are blowing . Thou Lanıb of God , thou prince of peace Thou very Paschal Lamb Thrice " Holy Lord , ” in heaven they cry Through all his travels here below ...
... tempest burst Tho ' winds may blow and storms arise » . Though hard the winds are blowing . Thou Lanıb of God , thou prince of peace Thou very Paschal Lamb Thrice " Holy Lord , ” in heaven they cry Through all his travels here below ...
9. oldal
... tempest borno High on the broken wave , We know thou art not slow to heai , Nor impotent to save . The storm is laid , the winds retire , Ovedient to thy will , The sea that roars at thy command At thy wommand is sti } ) . A In midst of ...
... tempest borno High on the broken wave , We know thou art not slow to heai , Nor impotent to save . The storm is laid , the winds retire , Ovedient to thy will , The sea that roars at thy command At thy wommand is sti } ) . A In midst of ...
13. oldal
... tempest roar , They pant with fluttering breath , And , hopeless of the distant shore , Expect immediate death . • Then to the Lord they raise their cries , He hears their loud request , And orders silence thro ' the skies , And lays ...
... tempest roar , They pant with fluttering breath , And , hopeless of the distant shore , Expect immediate death . • Then to the Lord they raise their cries , He hears their loud request , And orders silence thro ' the skies , And lays ...
14. oldal
... - Cant . ii . ( L. M. ) I RECORD , my soul , thy Maker's power , Whose winds and waves obey his will ; He bids the awful tempest roar , His voice the wildest storm can still * View , O my soul , with wonder view 14 PROVIDENCE .
... - Cant . ii . ( L. M. ) I RECORD , my soul , thy Maker's power , Whose winds and waves obey his will ; He bids the awful tempest roar , His voice the wildest storm can still * View , O my soul , with wonder view 14 PROVIDENCE .
15. oldal
... tempest's o'er ; Come , my beloved , come away , Satan and sin shall reign no more . 4 Fear pot , I'll guard thy belpless head , While life , and all its conflicts last , And when the raging winds are fled , Thy soul shall sing of ...
... tempest's o'er ; Come , my beloved , come away , Satan and sin shall reign no more . 4 Fear pot , I'll guard thy belpless head , While life , and all its conflicts last , And when the raging winds are fled , Thy soul shall sing of ...
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
The Sailors Hymn Book: Being a Selection of the Beauties of Sacred Verse, by ... George Charles Smith Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2015 |
Sailors Hymn-Book: Being A Selection of the Beauties of Sacred Verse, by the ... George Charles Smith Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2009 |
Sailors Hymn-Book: Being A Selection of the Beauties of Sacred Verse, by the ... George Charles Smith Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2009 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
adore Almighty Angels atoning Balm BEDDOME Behold beneath bids billows bleeding bless blest bope brazen Serpent Christ cross crown darkness dear deep divine dying earth EDMESTON eternal ev'ry evermore eyes faith Father fear flood flow foes Gethsemane glorious glory grief guilt hail hand hath healing heart heaven heavenly Holy Ghost hope Hosanna Jehovah Jesu's Jesus King Lamb Lamb of God live Lord mighty mountains o'er pain pardon peace praise prayer Psalm rage reigns rejoice righteousness rise rock ROCK of ages sacred Sailors saints Salvation Satan Saviour shine shout sing sink sinners sins skies slain song sorrows soul spirit star of Bethlehem storm sweet tempest thee thine Thou art thou hast thro throne thy blood thy command thy love thy name thy word tongue Twas unto victory WATTS waves WESLEY winds wond'rous wounds ye saints
Népszerű szakaszok
139. oldal - Wash me, and make me thus thine own ; Wash me, and mine thou art : Wash me, but not my feet alone, My hands, my head, my heart.
31. oldal - We are his works, and not our own ; He formed us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God.
163. oldal - T is He adorned my naked soul, And made salvation mine ; Upon a poor, polluted worm He makes His graces shine. 3. And, lest the shadow of a spot Should on my soul be found, He took the robe the Saviour wrought, And cast it all around.
91. oldal - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem.
81. oldal - Sinners in derision crowned Him. Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ; Saints and angels crowd around Him, Own His title, praise His name. Crown Him, crown Him : Spread abroad the Victor's fame.
95. oldal - Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee ! Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
59. 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, 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.
143. 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...
24. oldal - MY soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide ; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes.
100. oldal - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.