The Sabbath Hymn Book: For the Service of Song in the House of the LordEdwards Amasa Park, Lowell Mason, Austin Phelps Mason brothers, 1858 - 350 páginas |
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... death's gloom my spirit raise , To see thy face , and sing thy praise . 48 The Morning Sacrifice . 1 AWAKE , my soul , and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth , and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice ...
... death's gloom my spirit raise , To see thy face , and sing thy praise . 48 The Morning Sacrifice . 1 AWAKE , my soul , and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth , and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice ...
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... death our Friend ; Glory supreme be thine , till time shall end . 58 “ The day that God hath blessed . ” 1 AWAKE , ye saints , awake ! And hail this sacred day ; In loftiest songs of praise Your joyful homage pay : II . M. Come , bless ...
... death our Friend ; Glory supreme be thine , till time shall end . 58 “ The day that God hath blessed . ” 1 AWAKE , ye saints , awake ! And hail this sacred day ; In loftiest songs of praise Your joyful homage pay : II . M. Come , bless ...
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... death this night o'ertake us , And our couch become our tomb , May the morn in heaven awake us , Clad in light and deathless bloom ! 70 Our Guardian . 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head ; While well ...
... death this night o'ertake us , And our couch become our tomb , May the morn in heaven awake us , Clad in light and deathless bloom ! 70 Our Guardian . 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head ; While well ...
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... death , And every hurtful foe : His power and grace | And let his name Are still the same ; Have endless praise . 5 Give thanks aloud to God , To God , the heavenly King , And let the spacious earth His works and glories sing : Thy ...
... death , And every hurtful foe : His power and grace | And let his name Are still the same ; Have endless praise . 5 Give thanks aloud to God , To God , the heavenly King , And let the spacious earth His works and glories sing : Thy ...
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... death , and hell , now made victorious , He rules and reigns for evermore . 3 The Lord is great ! his mercy , how abounding ! Ye angels , strike your golden chords ; Oh , praise our God , with voice and harp 192 resounding , The King of ...
... death , and hell , now made victorious , He rules and reigns for evermore . 3 The Lord is great ! his mercy , how abounding ! Ye angels , strike your golden chords ; Oh , praise our God , with voice and harp 192 resounding , The King of ...
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The Sabbath Hymn Book: For the Service of Song in the House of the Lord Edwards Amasa Park,Lowell Mason,Austin Phelps Visualização integral - 1858 |
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The Sabbath Hymn Book: For the Service of Song in the House of the Lord Edwards Amasa Park,Lowell Mason,Austin Phelps Visualização integral - 1858 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
adore almighty angels art thou behold bless blest bliss blood breath bright cheer Christ cross crown dark dear death divine dwell dying earth eternal everlasting everlasting love evermore eyes faint faith Father fear foes forever give glad songs glorious gracious grief guilt Hallelujah hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy Holy Spirit hope Hosanna hour humble hymns Israel Jehovah Jesus joyful King Lamb Lamb of God let thy light live Lord love divine mighty mortal mourn night o'er pain peace prayer Psalm Psalm 23 Psalm 51 Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise sacred saints salvation Saviour Saviour bleed shine sing sinners sins skies song Songs of praise sorrow soul sovereign Spirit sweet tears thine thou art thou hast thy face thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust unto voice weary wonders ye saints Zion
Passagens conhecidas
Página 91 - ALL hail, the power of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall : Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all...
Página 72 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Página 53 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Página 227 - Then with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Página 147 - FOR a closer walk with God ! A. calm and heavenly frame ! A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb...
Página 288 - Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish darts be hurl'd, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all...
Página 12 - The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
Página 134 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, ' Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.' I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, ' Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live.
Página 98 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want, More than all in thee I find ! Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind ; Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness ; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Página 313 - My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning : I say, more than they that watch for the morning.