The Peculiar People's Hymn Book

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Samuel Harrod
A. Chalk, Daw's Heath, 1891 - 659 Seiten
 

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Seite 16 - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord ; How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, — omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
Seite 185 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take: The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Seite 242 - 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 ? 4. Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I '11 bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word.
Seite 8 - How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!
Seite 208 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died"— they cry, "To be exalted thus :"— "Worthy the Lamb"— our lips reply,
Seite 285 - 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.
Seite 463 - ... sounding ; Caught up to meet Him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding ; No gloomy fears their souls dismay ; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him.
Seite 573 - LORD ! in the morning Thou shalt hear My voice ascending high ; .To Thee will I direct my prayer, To Thee lift up mine eye ; 2 Up to the hills, where Christ is gone To plead for all His saints, Presenting at His Father's throne Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight, Nor dwell at Thy right hand. 4 But to Thy house will I resort, To taste Thy mercies there : I will frequent Thy holy court, And worship in Thy...
Seite 242 - Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas ? 3 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 448 - A thousand ages in thy sight are like an evening gone, short as the watch that ends the night before the rising sun.

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