Acts of Hope adore Almighty angels arise Awake baptis'd Baptism Behold beneath bleeding bless blest bliss blood breast breath C. M. Newton C. M. Relief Hymns C. M. Watts C. M. Wesley's Coll Christ darkness death delight divine dwell dying earth endless eternal everlasting eyes faith Father fear feel flowing tears foes give glorious glory gospel gracious grief guilt Hallelujah happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope Hosanna Jesus joyful King Lamb Lamb of God let thy live Lord mercy mourn o'er pain pardon peace pray prayer Psalm Redeemer reigns rejoice rest Rippon's Selection rise sacred saints salvation Satan Saviour bleed shine sing sinners sins skies smile song sorrow soul sovereign Spirit sweet tears thee thine thou art thy grace thy love thy name thy throne thy word tongue trembling triumph Twas voice worship wounded Ye saints Zion
Página 113 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, " To be exalted thus :" — " Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
Página 403 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
Página 447 - Strong in the Lord of Hosts, And in his mighty power : Who in the strength of Jesus trusts Is more than conqueror.
Página 297 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Página 345 - Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer prayer; He Himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay.
Página 111 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Página 291 - HOW beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill, Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal! 2 How charming is their voice, How sweet the tidings are! "Zion, behold thy Saviour King; He reigns and triumphs here.