Family HymnsAmerican Tract Society, 1835 - 216 páginas |
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... guilt : Ah , my soul , behold the load ! Hast thou slain the Lamb of God ! 3 Hark ! his dying word , " Forgive , 66 Father , let the sinner live : " Sinner , wipe thy tears away , " I thy ransom freely pay . " 4 While I hear this grace ...
... guilt : Ah , my soul , behold the load ! Hast thou slain the Lamb of God ! 3 Hark ! his dying word , " Forgive , 66 Father , let the sinner live : " Sinner , wipe thy tears away , " I thy ransom freely pay . " 4 While I hear this grace ...
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... guilt recedes , and terror dies . 4 In every dark distressful hour , When sin and satan join their power , Let this dear hope repel the dart , That JESUS bears us on his heart . 5 Great Advocate , Almighty Friend ! On him our humble ...
... guilt recedes , and terror dies . 4 In every dark distressful hour , When sin and satan join their power , Let this dear hope repel the dart , That JESUS bears us on his heart . 5 Great Advocate , Almighty Friend ! On him our humble ...
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... guilt and curse remove , Cancel'd by redeeming love . 4 Ye , alas ! who long have been Willing slaves of death and sin ' Now from bliss no longer rove , Stop , and taste redeeming love . 5 Welcome , all by sin oppress'd , Welcome to his ...
... guilt and curse remove , Cancel'd by redeeming love . 4 Ye , alas ! who long have been Willing slaves of death and sin ' Now from bliss no longer rove , Stop , and taste redeeming love . 5 Welcome , all by sin oppress'd , Welcome to his ...
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... guilt ; Look to the precious , priceless blood , That Jews and Gentiles spilt . 2 From heaven he came to seek and save , Leaving his blest abode : To ransom us , himself he gave ; " Behold the Lamb of God ! " 3 Sinners , to Jesus then ...
... guilt ; Look to the precious , priceless blood , That Jews and Gentiles spilt . 2 From heaven he came to seek and save , Leaving his blest abode : To ransom us , himself he gave ; " Behold the Lamb of God ! " 3 Sinners , to Jesus then ...
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... guilt , And plung'd me in despair ; I saw my sins his blood had spilt , And help'd to nail him there . 4 Alas ! I knew not what I did ; But now my tears are vain- Where shall my trembling soul be hid ? For I the Lord have slain . 5 A ...
... guilt , And plung'd me in despair ; I saw my sins his blood had spilt , And help'd to nail him there . 4 Alas ! I knew not what I did ; But now my tears are vain- Where shall my trembling soul be hid ? For I the Lord have slain . 5 A ...
Términos y frases comunes
adore Almighty angels Behold bleeding blessings blest bliss blood breast breath C. M. Newton cheer Christ dark Dear Lord death despair divine Doddridge dreadful dwell dying earth endless eternal everlasting eyes face faint faith Father fear feet foes glorious glory Gospel gracious guilt hail happy hast hear heart heart of stone heaven heavenly heavenly host hell holy Holy Spirit hope Hosanna humble Jesus joyful joys King Lamb Lamb of God Let thy light live mercy morning mortal mourn ne'er never Newton night o'er pain pardon peace pleasures pray prayer rapturous song redeeming love reign rest rise sacred salvation Savior seek seraphs shine sing sinners sins skies songs songs of praise sorrows soul sound sovereign Spirit Star of Bethlehem storm sweet tears thee thine thou art thoughts throne thy grace thy love thy name thy word tongue trembling triumph voice Watts wonders wretched ye saints
Pasajes populares
Página 119 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Página 22 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Página 115 - MY dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2. Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will — Such love, and meekness so divine — I would transcribe and make them mine.
Página 35 - Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all.
Página 196 - UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb ; Take this new treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room To slumber in the silent dust. 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose.
Página 216 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till...
Página 186 - I would not live alway : no — welcome the tomb: Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies.
Página 9 - 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.
Página 213 - How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found...
Página 193 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame : Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying. Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away.