Hymns of the Church militant [ed. by A.B. Warner].R. Carter & brothers, 1858 - 652 páginas |
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... grief , In sickness , fears , and pain , I cried for his relief , And it was not in vain . He heard with speed ; And still I found Mercy abound , In time of need . Let not his praises grow On prosperous heights alone ; But in the vales ...
... grief , In sickness , fears , and pain , I cried for his relief , And it was not in vain . He heard with speed ; And still I found Mercy abound , In time of need . Let not his praises grow On prosperous heights alone ; But in the vales ...
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... grief I sigh For friends beloved , no longer nigh ? Submissive still I would reply , " Thy will be done . " If thou shouldst call me to resign What most I prize , it ne'er was mine : I only yield thee what was thine ; " Thy will be done ...
... grief I sigh For friends beloved , no longer nigh ? Submissive still I would reply , " Thy will be done . " If thou shouldst call me to resign What most I prize , it ne'er was mine : I only yield thee what was thine ; " Thy will be done ...
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... Hast made thy triumphs mine . And when it seems no chance nor change From grief can set me free , Hope finds its strength in helplessness , And gayly waits on thee . B Man's weakness , waiting upon God , Its end can THE CHURCH MILITANT .
... Hast made thy triumphs mine . And when it seems no chance nor change From grief can set me free , Hope finds its strength in helplessness , And gayly waits on thee . B Man's weakness , waiting upon God , Its end can THE CHURCH MILITANT .
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... asking , " Why she grieved ? " Though at first she knew him not , When he called her by her name , Then her griefs were all forgot , For she found he was the same . Grief and sighing quickly fled When she heard his welcome 24 HYMNS OF.
... asking , " Why she grieved ? " Though at first she knew him not , When he called her by her name , Then her griefs were all forgot , For she found he was the same . Grief and sighing quickly fled When she heard his welcome 24 HYMNS OF.
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Anna Bartlett Warner. Grief and sighing quickly fled When she heard his welcome voice ; Just before , she thought him dead , Now , he bids her heart rejoice . What a change his word can make , Turning darkness into day ! You who weep for ...
Anna Bartlett Warner. Grief and sighing quickly fled When she heard his welcome voice ; Just before , she thought him dead , Now , he bids her heart rejoice . What a change his word can make , Turning darkness into day ! You who weep for ...
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Abba Father angels Art thou behold bless blest bliss blood breast breath bright Canaan canst Christ clouds crown dark dear death divine doth dwell earth earthly Eben-ezer eternal everlasting everlasting love evermore eyes faint faith Father fear feet foes give glorious glory God's gracious grief Hallelujah happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope hour Jesus King Lamb Lamb of God land light live look Lord love possess mortal never nigh night o'er pain peace poor praise pray prayer promise rapturous songs Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Satan Saviour seek shalt shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrow soul spirit stand strength strong to save sweet tears tempests thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt thought throne thy grace thy hand thy love trembling trust unto voice wait weary weep ye saints
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Página 5 - 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 334 - O thou by whom we come to God, The life, the truth, the way; The path of prayer Thyself hast trod: Lord teach us how to pray
Página 137 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of Thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Página 34 - See ! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove : Who can faint, while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage ? — Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver, Never fails from age to age.
Página 164 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Página 6 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Página 199 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ; I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, And drove Thee from my breast.
Página 163 - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Página 469 - Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come.
Página 334 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.