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Church Praise: Comprising Part I. Complete Metrical Psalms; Part II. Hymns
Presbyterian Church of England
Sin vista previa disponible - 2018
Church Praise: Comprising Part I. Complete Metrical Psalms; Part Ii. Hymns ...
Presbyterian Church Of England
Sin vista previa disponible - 2013
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Página 167 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die.
Página 86 - Dear dying Lamb ! Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream, Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave.
Página 99 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take: The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Página 129 - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
Página 164 - I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
Página 90 - It can bring with it nothing But he will bear us through : Who gives the lilies clothing Will clothe his people too : Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens Will give his children bread.
Página 3 - HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
Página 12 - LOVE divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down, Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown ! Jesus, Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love, Thou art ! Visit us with Thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart.
Página 6 - Lord, by thee. 2 Thou art the Truth, thy word alone True wisdom can impart ; Thou only canst inform the mind And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life, the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm, And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ; Grant us that way to know, That truth to keep, that life to win, Whose *joys eternal flow.