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AARON CHAPIN adore angels ASAHEL NETTLETON behold bless blesséd blest bliss blood BRADBURY bright Christ cross crown dark dear death divine dwell earth earthly eternal evermore eyes faith Father fear feet foes glad glorious glory grief hand hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope Hosanna hour hymn Jehovah Jesus joyful King Lamb Lamb of God land let thy light live Lord Mark 16 MASON Matt mercy mighty morning ne'er never night o'er peace praise pray prayer Psalm Psalm 23 ransomed RAY PALMER Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise Rock of Ages sacred saints salvation SAMUEL WEBBE Saviour shalt shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrow soul Spirit sweet tears tell tempest thine thou art thou hast throne thy grace thy love thy name thy word unto voice wandering WATTS weary WESLEY wings worship ye saints Zion's
Página 17 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made...
Página 91 - Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Página 392 - Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
Página 297 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Página 90 - Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long, unwearied, sing High praise to the eternal King.
Página 193 - HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary, rest. 3...
Página 111 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore him in slumber reclining, Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all.
Página 187 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my Guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside.