The Book of Praise: From the Best English Hymn Writers |
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adore angels appear bear bless blest Blood bright bring Christ clouds cross crown darkness dear death divine dwell earth eternal everlasting eyes face faint faith Father fear feet flow forever Friend give given glorious glory grace grief hand happy hast hath hear heart Heaven heavenly holy hope hour hymn Jesus John keep King Lamb land Lead leave light live look Lord morning Name never night o'er omitted pain peace praise prayer present PSALM raise reign rejoice rest rise round sacred saints Saviour seek shine sing sinners sins skies sleep song soon sorrow soul sound Spirit stand stanzas streams strength sweet tears Thee Thine things Thomas Thou art thought throne Thy love truth voice wandering Watts wings
Pasajes populares
Página 158 - 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.
Página 429 - 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 431 - ABIDE with me ; fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Página 261 - The trivial round, the common task, Would furnish all we ought to ask ; Room to deny ourselves ; a road To bring us daily nearer God.
Página 213 - I dare not choose my lot ; I would not, if I might ; Choose Thou for me, my God ; So shall I walk aright.
Página 162 - Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, 0 Lamb of God, I come.
Página 179 - FRIEND after friend departs ; Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Página 134 - The martyr, first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave ; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on his tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong : Who follows in his train...
Página 135 - YE servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of His heavenly word, And watchful at His gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame ; Gird up your loins, as in His sight, For awful is His Name.
Página 403 - tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me : Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 3 Take, my soul, thy full salvation ; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear...
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Book of Praise: From the Best English Hymn Writers Golden treasury series |
| Autor | Roundell Palmer Earl of Selborne |
| Editor | Roundell Palmer Earl of Selborne |
| Editor | Sever and Francis, 1864 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 18 Oct. 2006 |
| Largo | 480 páginas |
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