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Hymns of Zion: With Appropriate Music Designed as an Aid to Devotion ...
Abel Charles Thomas
Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1839
adore angels appear beams behold bless blest bliss breath bright bring cease cheer crown darkness dear death delight display divine dwell earth eternal evermore eyes faith Father fear feel flow forever Friend give given glad gloom glorious glory glow grace gracious grateful hand Hark hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honors hope hosts hour HYMN impart Jesus join King known land light live Lord meet mighty mind morning mortal never night o'er pain peace praise proclaim promise pure raise redeeming reign rejoice rest rise roll round sacred saints salvation saving Saviour scenes shine sing skies song sorrow soul sound spirit spread star sweet tears thee thine Thou art thought thro throne thy grace thy love thy mercies thy name thy word tongue triumph truth voice wonders wondrous
Side 71 - To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign : — 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
Side 85 - ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie.
Side 149 - RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven, thy native place : Sun, and moon, and stars decay, Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above.
Side 113 - Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
Side 65 - Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall ; Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all, 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball.
Side 167 - I WOULD not live alway : I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here, Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway...
Side 89 - Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try, Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Returning from his ways, While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry,
Side 27 - 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.
Side 24 - When, marshalled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky, One Star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem.