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Side 4
... dear tokens of His passion Still His dazzling body bears , Cause of endless adoration To His ransomed worshippers ; With what rapture , Gaze we on those glorious scars ! 2 Great God ! what do I see and hear ! The end of things created ...
... dear tokens of His passion Still His dazzling body bears , Cause of endless adoration To His ransomed worshippers ; With what rapture , Gaze we on those glorious scars ! 2 Great God ! what do I see and hear ! The end of things created ...
Side 33
... entered in - but Christ was gone . ] Alleluia ! That night the apostles met in fear , Amidst them came their Lord most dear , And said , " Peace be unto all here . " Alleluia ! FOR A SUNDAY AFTER EASTER . When Didymus had after EASTER .
... entered in - but Christ was gone . ] Alleluia ! That night the apostles met in fear , Amidst them came their Lord most dear , And said , " Peace be unto all here . " Alleluia ! FOR A SUNDAY AFTER EASTER . When Didymus had after EASTER .
Side 41
... dear clemency , A portion with Thy martyr saints , Through all eternity . ALL SAINTS ' DAY . 8 , 7 . Spouse of Christ ! in arms contending O'er each clime beneath the sun , Blend with prayers for help ascending , Notes of praise for ...
... dear clemency , A portion with Thy martyr saints , Through all eternity . ALL SAINTS ' DAY . 8 , 7 . Spouse of Christ ! in arms contending O'er each clime beneath the sun , Blend with prayers for help ascending , Notes of praise for ...
Side 50
... Almighty wings . Forgive me , Lord , for Thy dear Son , The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world , myself , and Thee , I , ere I sleep , at peace may be . Teach me to live , that I may dread The EVENING .
... Almighty wings . Forgive me , Lord , for Thy dear Son , The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world , myself , and Thee , I , ere I sleep , at peace may be . Teach me to live , that I may dread The EVENING .
Side 51
... dear , It is not night if Thou be near ; Oh ! may no earth - born cloud arise , To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes . When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep , Be my last thought , how sweet to rest For ever ...
... dear , It is not night if Thou be near ; Oh ! may no earth - born cloud arise , To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes . When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep , Be my last thought , how sweet to rest For ever ...
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Hymns for use in church, collected by H.W. Burrows Henry William Burrows Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1855 |
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abide Alleluia Almighty Amen angels ASCENSION DAY behold beneath blessed Three blest blood Christ hath CIRCUMCISION OF CHRIST comfort Cross crown day and death's dear death didst divine doth dread dwell Easter Ember Days endless eternity everlasting evermore faithful Father fear flow gates glad glorious glory given God the Father God the Son God's gracious grave grief Hail hear heart heavenly host Holy Ghost Holy Spirit honour Hosanna host Hymns joyful King of Glory Lamb let us adore lift light majesty mercies aye endure mighty morning mourn o'er pain Paraclete peace Psalm ransomed Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies solemn Songs of praise sorrow soul sweet tears Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy grace Thy love Thy mercy Thy presence Thy throne tis Thou triumph unto voice Whit-Sunday WILLIAM SKEFFINGTON ye heavenly
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Side 13 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Side 44 - Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above.
Side 45 - GOD, that madest earth and heaven, darkness and light; who the day for toil hast given, for rest the night; may thine angel-guards defend us, slumber sweet thy mercy send us, holy dreams and hopes attend us, this livelong night.
Side 37 - 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 strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...