Hymns, Original and Selected, for Public and Private Worship, in the Evangelical Lutheran Church
Lutheran Bd. of Publ., 1858 - 676 Seiten
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Seite 102 - Plenteous grace with thee is found — Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound ; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art ; Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up within my heart ; Rise to all eternity.
Seite 284 - Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful hand ; Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open thou the crystal fountain Whence the healing streams do flow ; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through ; Strong Deliverer, Be thou still my Strength and Shield.
Seite 40 - 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 259 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest; I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Seite 332 - 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. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of GOD are strewn ; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.
Seite 547 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise, Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Seite 47 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread ; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray.
Seite 46 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Seite 65 - JOY to the world, the Lord is come, Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns, Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground: He comes to make his blessings flow, Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness,...