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... art and evermore shalt be . 3 Holy , holy , holy ! though the darkness hide Thee , Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see ; Only Thou art holy ; there is none beside Thee , Perfect in power , in love and purity . 4 Holy ...
... art and evermore shalt be . 3 Holy , holy , holy ! though the darkness hide Thee , Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see ; Only Thou art holy ; there is none beside Thee , Perfect in power , in love and purity . 4 Holy ...
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... Thou canst heal . 2 Though destruction walk around us , Though the arrows past us fly ; Angel - guards from Thee surround us , We are safe if Thou art nigh . 3 Though the night be dark and dreary , Darkness cannot hide from Thee ; 20 Thou ...
... Thou canst heal . 2 Though destruction walk around us , Though the arrows past us fly ; Angel - guards from Thee surround us , We are safe if Thou art nigh . 3 Though the night be dark and dreary , Darkness cannot hide from Thee ; 20 Thou ...
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... Thy heavenly tongue But whisper , " Thou art mine ! " Those gentle words should raise my song To notes almost divine . 34 Isaac Watts . 1 My God ! the spring of all my joys , The life of my delights , The glory of my brightest days ...
... Thy heavenly tongue But whisper , " Thou art mine ! " Those gentle words should raise my song To notes almost divine . 34 Isaac Watts . 1 My God ! the spring of all my joys , The life of my delights , The glory of my brightest days ...
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... Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is Thine arm alone , And our defence is sure . 3 Before the hills in order stood , Or earth received her frame , From everlasting Thou art God To endless years the same . 4 A thousand ...
... Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is Thine arm alone , And our defence is sure . 3 Before the hills in order stood , Or earth received her frame , From everlasting Thou art God To endless years the same . 4 A thousand ...
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... hast trod ; Lord ! teach us how to pray . James Montgomery . 49 1 I love to steal awhile away From every cumbering ... Thou art mine My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine , And crown my journey's end . " Anne ...
... hast trod ; Lord ! teach us how to pray . James Montgomery . 49 1 I love to steal awhile away From every cumbering ... Thou art mine My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine , And crown my journey's end . " Anne ...
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angels Anne Steele Benjamin Beddome Biglow & Main bless blest bliss blood bright calls calm Charles Wesley cheer CHORUS Christ cross crown dark dear death divine doth earth eternal eyes faith Father fear foes glorious glory hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly hide holy Home-land homeward bound hope Horatius Bonar hour of prayer hymn Isaac Watts JAMES MCGRANAHAN Je-sus Jesus stand John Bowring King Lamb Lamb of God Life-Line light Lord LOWELL MASON mercy morning night o'er peace pen wide Philip Doddridge praise pray reign rest rise ROBERT LOWRY roll SABINE BARING-GOULD saints Samuel Stennett SANKEY Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrow soul Spirit STEBBINS sweet tears Thine THOMAS HASTINGS Thou art throne Thy grace Thy love trust voice wait weary wide the door WILLIAM WILLIAM H wings word
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Page 163 - Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art holy, there is none beside Thee, Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth and sky and sea ; Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ! God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity ! Amen.
Page 202 - 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.
Page 251 - People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His Name. 4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest.
Page 181 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, — When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; — Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air ; His watchword at the gates of death, — He enters heaven with prayer, 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels, in their songs, rejoice, And...
Page 177 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 252 - 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.
Page 236 - Suddenly return, and never, . . Never more thy temples leave. Thee we would be always blessing; Serve thee as thy hosts above ; Pray, and praise thee without ceasing; Glory in thy perfect love.
Page 167 - Welcome, sweet day of rest, That saw the Lord arise; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints today, 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.
Page 193 - ALAS, and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sovereign die ? Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 2 Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide^ And shut his glories in, When God, the mighty Maker, died For man, the creature's sin.
Page 262 - My native country! thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills, .Like that above.