Augsburg Songs: For Sunday Schools and Other ServicesLutheran Publication Society, 1885 - 208 Seiten |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Amen angels Augsburg beau bless blest blood bove bright brings CHORUS Christ Copyright cres cross crown dark daugh dear death ev'ry faith Father fear FRANZ ABT gain gels giv'n give glad glorious glory God the Father harps hath hear heart heav'nly Ho-ly Holy Ghost Hymn iour Je sus Je-sus Jesus joice King Lamb Lamb of God land let me fly life's light live Lord love at home Lutheran mercy mighty Mighty to Save Moderato morn night o'er praise pray prayer Precious Psalm reign rejoice rest ris'n ROBERT LOWRY saints Saviour shine sing sins skies song sorrow soul spir Spirit sweet Tell Thee there's love Thine Thou art Thou hast Thou shalt thro throne Thy love Thy name tion tis heav'n Trusting truth Turkey unto voice W. L. REMSBERG word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 199 - In his hand are the deep places of the earth : The strength of the hills is his also. The sea is his, and he made it : And his hands formed the dry land.
Seite 10 - Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea ; Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof.
Seite 85 - Nothing in my hand I bring ; Simply to Thy Cross I cling ; Naked, come to Thee for dress ; Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; Foul, I to the Fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Seite 14 - Bless the LORD, ye his angels, that excel in strength, that do his commandments, hearkening unto the voice of his word. 21 Bless ye the LORD, all ye his hosts ; ye ministers of his, that do his pleasure.
Seite 107 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign ! HEBEK.
Seite 107 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Seite 10 - There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the Most High. 5 God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.
Seite 161 - Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God...
Seite 24 - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall : Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all.
Seite 83 - 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.