On Wings of Song: For Revival Meetings, Endeavor Societies, Epworth Leagues, Young People's Unions, Prayer Meetings and the Sunday School

G. C. Hugg, 1896 - 224 sider

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Side 43 - Nothing in my hand I bring ; Simply to Thy Cross I cling ; Naked, come to Thee for dress ; Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; Foul, I to the Fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Side 13 - For the love of God is broader Than the measures of man's mind, And the heart of the Eternal Is most wonderfully kind...
Side 43 - Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in THEE." ROCK OF AGES Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee, Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
Side 215 - Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song! Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake; Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong! 4 Our fathers...
Side 132 - How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
Side 19 - I'm constrained to be; Let that grace now, like a fetter. Bind my wandering heart to Thee : Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love : Here's my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it from Thy courts above.
Side 105 - God's free bounty glorify ; True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings us nigh, Without money, Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream; All the fitness He requireth, Is to feel your need of Him; This He gives you ; 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam.
Side 27 - The consecrated cross I'll bear Till death shall set me free ; And then go home my crown to wear, For there's a crown for me. 4 Upon the crystal pavement, down At Jesus
Side 215 - God bless our native land! Firm may she ever stand, Through storm and night; When the wild tempests rave, Ruler of wind and wave, Do Thou our country save By Thy great might. 2 For her our prayer shall rise To God, above the skies ; On Him we wait : Thou who art ever nigh, Guarding with watchful eye, To Thee aloud we cry, God save the State'!
Side 19 - Ebenezer ; Hither by Thy help I'm come ; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home.

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