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4 Through every age his gracious ear Is open to his servants ' prayer , Nor can
one humble soul complain , That it hath sought its God in vain . 5 What
unbelieving heart shall dare In whispers to suggest a fear , While still he owns his
ancient ...
4 Through every age his gracious ear Is open to his servants ' prayer , Nor can
one humble soul complain , That it hath sought its God in vain . 5 What
unbelieving heart shall dare In whispers to suggest a fear , While still he owns his
ancient ...
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1 SHEPHERD of Israel , thou dost keep With constant care thy humble sheep ; By
thee inferior pastors rise To feed our souls , and bless our eyes . 2 To all thy
churches such impart , Modell'd by thy own gracious heart ; Whose courage ...
1 SHEPHERD of Israel , thou dost keep With constant care thy humble sheep ; By
thee inferior pastors rise To feed our souls , and bless our eyes . 2 To all thy
churches such impart , Modell'd by thy own gracious heart ; Whose courage ...
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2 Where'er I have a tent , An altar will I raise ; And thither my oblations bring , Of
humble prayer and praise . 3 Could I my wish obtain , My household , Lord ,
should be Devoted to thyself alone , for thee . A nursery 623 . C.M.- The Family
Altar .
2 Where'er I have a tent , An altar will I raise ; And thither my oblations bring , Of
humble prayer and praise . 3 Could I my wish obtain , My household , Lord ,
should be Devoted to thyself alone , for thee . A nursery 623 . C.M.- The Family
Altar .
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C.M. - Humble Reliance upon God . 1 MY God ! my Father , blissful name ! O may
I call thee mine ; May I with sweet assurance claim A portion so divine ? 2 This
only can my fears control , And bid my sorrows fly ; What harm can ever reach my
...
C.M. - Humble Reliance upon God . 1 MY God ! my Father , blissful name ! O may
I call thee mine ; May I with sweet assurance claim A portion so divine ? 2 This
only can my fears control , And bid my sorrows fly ; What harm can ever reach my
...
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Ye golden lamps of heaven , farewell Ye hearts , with youthful vigour warm Ye
humble souls approach your God Ye humble souls rejoice . Ye humble souls that
seek the Lord ... Ye messengers of Christ Ye mourning saints , whose streaming
...
Ye golden lamps of heaven , farewell Ye hearts , with youthful vigour warm Ye
humble souls approach your God Ye humble souls rejoice . Ye humble souls that
seek the Lord ... Ye messengers of Christ Ye mourning saints , whose streaming
...
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Términos y frases comunes
adore angels appear bear Behold bless blest bliss blood breath bright bring cheerful Christ command crown darkness dear death delight divine Doddridge dwell earth eternal everlasting eyes face faith Father fear feel feet flow foes give glorious glory gospel grace gracious hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour humble Jesus join King land lift light live Lord meet mercy mind mortal never night o'er pain peace praise prayer presence proclaim raise reign rejoice rest rise round sacred saints salvation Saviour seek shine sing sinners sins skies smiles song soul sound sovereign Spirit spread stand sweet tears thee thine thou thought thousand throne thy grace thy name trust truth voice wait wings wonders
Pasajes populares
Página 193 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; — The heathen in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.
Página 145 - Open now the crystal fountain, Whence the healing streams do flow ; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through : Strong Deliverer, Be thou still my strength and shield.
Página 204 - Forgive me, Lord, for 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. 3. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Página 8 - 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 ?Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; :Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye : 4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | A Collection of Hymns |
| Autor | Thomas Russell |
| Edición | 15, reimpresa |
| Editor | author, and sold, 1834 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 11 Dic. 2006 |
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