Historical Sketches of Hymns, Their Writers, and Their Influence

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Lindsay & Blakiston, 1859 - 415 Seiten
 

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Seite 314 - T'HERE is a happy land, *• Far, far away, Where saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as day.
Seite 120 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Seite 110 - Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in my end.
Seite 362 - Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made; But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure ; May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ, the Lord, is pure.
Seite 198 - The Lord bless you, and keep you. The Lord make his face to shine upon you, and be gracious unto you. The Lord lift up his countenance upon you, and give you peace, both now and evermore.
Seite 58 - ... Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day, amidst the place Where my dear God hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin.
Seite 60 - Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Secure, insensible ; A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to that heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell.
Seite 344 - Though vilest of them all ; But, can I bear the piercing thought, What if my name should be left out, When thou for them shalt call?
Seite 343 - WHEN Thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come To take Thy ransomed people home, Shall I among them stand ? Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at Thy right hand...
Seite 311 - No room for mirth or trifling here, For worldly hope, or worldly fear, If life so soon is gone : If now the Judge is at the door, And all mankind must stand before The inexorable throne ! * No matter which my thoughts employ, A moment's misery, or joy ; Bnt O ! when both shall end.

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