The Y.M.C.A. Praise Book: A Collection of New and Old Hymns and Tunes Arranged for Male Voices, Especially Designed for the Use of Young Men's Christian Associations, and Male Voice Church Choirs

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William F. Sudds
J. Church, 1890 - 170 páginas

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Página 25 - And press with vigour on : A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey : Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3...
Página 33 - People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name.
Página 44 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love! I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills, My heart with rapture thrills Like that above!
Página 26 - Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ? Go spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 5...
Página 26 - 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, For he was slain for us.
Página 16 - Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near ; Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
Página 38 - 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 stay'd, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.
Página 6 - Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound : May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels...
Página 12 - THUS far the Lord has led me on ; Thus far his power prolongs my days ; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home ; But he forgives my follies past, He gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head ; While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. 4 Thus, when the night of death shall come.
Página 19 - My knowledge of that life is small, The eye of faith is dim ; But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with Him.

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