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Hymns for the Hospital Chapel, Worcester: Selected from the Books in Common ...
Vista completa - 1843
abroad Almighty appear attend bless blest bright bring C. M. WATTs cease cheerful Christ Church comes crown dark dear death divine dwell earth endless eternal eyes face faint Father fear feet flow frame give glorious glory grace guard hand happy hath head hear heart heaven heavenly hills holy honors hope hour Hymn Jesus join joyful keep King known L. M. WATTs land leads light live Lord mind morning mortal never night o'er peace perfect plains pleasure praise proclaim race raise reigns rest rise round sacred saints salvation Saviour seas seek shade shine sing sins skies song soul sound sovereign spirit spread stand star streams strength sweet thee thine thou thoughts throne thy grace thy praise thy word tongue trust truth voice weary wondrous worship
Página 10 - In vain we tune our formal songs; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
Página 49 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night.
Página 17 - ' That saw the Lord arise ! Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray.
Página 53 - How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found...
Página 24 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Página 35 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale ; And, nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of her birth ; 4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.