The Methodist Pocket Hymn-book, Revised and Improved: Designed as a Constant Companion for the Pious of All Denominations, Collected from Various Authors
J. Soule and T. Mason, 1817 - 282 páginas
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angels appear arms bear behold believe bless blest blood breast bring Christ death desire died divine dwell earth eternal everlasting eyes face faith fall Father fear feel feet fire Friend give given glorious glory grace gracious grief hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour Hymn impart Jesu's Jesus join keep King Lamb light live look Lord lost meet mind move never night pain peace perfect poor praise pray prayer prove pure receive Redeemer rejoice remove rest righteousness rise saints salvation Saviour seek sing sinners sins song soul sound speak Spirit stand strength sure sweet thee thine things thou art thought throne thy grace thy love thy name thy word thyself Till truth unto voice wait whole
Página 194 - Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported, by thy word.
Página 260 - Prince of peace ! Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings : Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth.
Página 230 - Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word? What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
Página 71 - A CHARGE to keep I have A God to glorify, A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky; 2 To serve the present age, My calling to fulfil: O may it all my powers engage To do my Master's will.
Página 115 - In vain we tune our formal songs ; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
Página 115 - Dear Lord, and shall we ever live At this poor, dying rate ! Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, And Thine to us so great ! 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers ! Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours.
Página 184 - What I've committed to His hands, Till the decisive hour. 4 Then will He own my worthless name Before His Father's face, And in the New Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place.
Página 80 - THOU hidden source of calm repose, Thou all-sufficient love divine ; My help and refuge from my foes, Secure I am if Thou art mine ; And lo ! from sin, and grief, and shame, I hide me, Jesus, in Thy name.
Página 95 - Lord, in vain ? 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; In compassion, now descend ; Fill our hearts with thy rich grace ; Tune our lips to sing thy praise.
Página 88 - O burst these bonds, and set it free. 2. Wash out its stains, refine its dross ; Nail my affections to the cross ; Hallow each thought ; let all within Be clean, as Thou, my Lord, art clean.