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Seite 8 - HARK ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary; See, it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth and veils the sky. "It is finished!
Seite 15 - He loves the earth He leaves; Though returning to His throne, Still He calls mankind His own.
Seite 52 - Th' eternal joys the gospel shows, All from thy boundless goodness rise. 2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, Which pours from every foreign shore ; Science and art their charms display ; Religion teaches us to raise Our voices to our Maker's praise, As truth and conscience point the way.
Seite 12 - Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for men ! But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus the dead revives again ! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! Up to his Father's court he flies ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies.
Seite 51 - Almighty breath Can sink the world, or bid it rise ; Thy smile is life, thy frown is death. 2 When angry nations rush to arms, And rage, and noise, and tumult reign, And war resounds its dire alarms, And slaughter dyes the hostile plain ; 3 Thy sovereign eye looks calmly down, And marks their course, and bounds their power ; Thy law the angry nations own, And noise and war are heard no more.
Seite 33 - Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid ; " Receive my soul !" he cries ; See where he bows his sacred head! He bows his head and dies ! 4 But soon, he'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine ; O Lamb of God! was ever pain, Was ever love like thine ! HYMN 64.
Seite 30 - If from guilt and sin set free By the knowledge of thy grace, Welcome, then, the call will be To depart and see thy face : To thy saints while here below, With new years, new mercies come ; But the happiest year they know, Is the last which leads them home.