Sailors' Hymn-bookFrancis Westley, 1823 - 204 páginas |
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... sins and griefs ou Christ were laid O ! unexhausted grace Plenteous grace with thee is found Poor , weak , and worthless tho ' I am Pris'ners of hope , why will ye die . Princes to his imperial throne Prophet , to me reveal Raise ...
... sins and griefs ou Christ were laid O ! unexhausted grace Plenteous grace with thee is found Poor , weak , and worthless tho ' I am Pris'ners of hope , why will ye die . Princes to his imperial throne Prophet , to me reveal Raise ...
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... sins , And his forgiving love , Far as the east is from the west , Doth all our guilt remove . 6 Our days are as the grass , Or like the morning f..ver , If one sharp blast sweep o's : the field , It withers in an hour . 5 Bat thy ...
... sins , And his forgiving love , Far as the east is from the west , Doth all our guilt remove . 6 Our days are as the grass , Or like the morning f..ver , If one sharp blast sweep o's : the field , It withers in an hour . 5 Bat thy ...
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... sins forgives , And after sickness makes thee sound , From dangers he thy life retrieves , And does with grace and mercy crown . 8. The Lord abounds with tender love , And unexampled acts of grace , His waken'd wrath does slowly move ...
... sins forgives , And after sickness makes thee sound , From dangers he thy life retrieves , And does with grace and mercy crown . 8. The Lord abounds with tender love , And unexampled acts of grace , His waken'd wrath does slowly move ...
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... sins , our cruel sins , His chief tormentors were , Each of our crimes became a nail , And unbelief the spear . 3 Strike , mighty grace , each flinty soul , ' Till melting waters flow , And deep repentance dro our eyes , In undissembled ...
... sins , our cruel sins , His chief tormentors were , Each of our crimes became a nail , And unbelief the spear . 3 Strike , mighty grace , each flinty soul , ' Till melting waters flow , And deep repentance dro our eyes , In undissembled ...
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... sins have rent my bleeding breast , And nail'd me to the tree . 6 Trembling I fell , and kiss'd his wounds , And wiped the gore away , I saw him smooth his killing frowns , And heard him gently say . q “ Rise , let thy heart its griefs ...
... sins have rent my bleeding breast , And nail'd me to the tree . 6 Trembling I fell , and kiss'd his wounds , And wiped the gore away , I saw him smooth his killing frowns , And heard him gently say . q “ Rise , let thy heart its griefs ...
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The Sailors Hymn Book: Being a Selection of the Beauties of Sacred Verse, by ... George Charles Smith Pré-visualização indisponível - 2015 |
Sailors Hymn-Book: Being A Selection of the Beauties of Sacred Verse, by the ... George Charles Smith Pré-visualização indisponível - 2009 |
Sailors Hymn-Book: Being A Selection of the Beauties of Sacred Verse, by the ... George Charles Smith Pré-visualização indisponível - 2009 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
adore Almighty Angels atoning Balm BEDDOME Behold beneath bids billows bleeding bless blest bope brazen Serpent Christ cross crown darkness dear deep divine dying earth EDMESTON eternal ev'ry evermore eyes faith Father fear flood flow foes Gethsemane glorious glory grief guilt hail hand hath healing heart heaven heavenly Holy Ghost hope Hosanna Jehovah Jesu's Jesus King Lamb Lamb of God live Lord mighty mountains o'er pain pardon peace praise prayer Psalm rage reigns rejoice righteousness rise rock ROCK of ages sacred Sailors saints Salvation Satan Saviour shine shout sing sink sinners sins skies slain song sorrows soul spirit star of Bethlehem storm sweet tempest thee thine Thou art thou hast thro throne thy blood thy command thy love thy name thy word tongue Twas unto victory WATTS waves WESLEY winds wond'rous wounds ye saints
Passagens conhecidas
Página 139 - Wash me, and make me thus thine own ; Wash me, and mine thou art : Wash me, but not my feet alone, My hands, my head, my heart.
Página 31 - We are his works, and not our own ; He formed us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God.
Página 163 - T is He adorned my naked soul, And made salvation mine ; Upon a poor, polluted worm He makes His graces shine. 3. And, lest the shadow of a spot Should on my soul be found, He took the robe the Saviour wrought, And cast it all around.
Página 91 - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem.
Página 81 - Sinners in derision crowned Him. Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ; Saints and angels crowd around Him, Own His title, praise His name. Crown Him, crown Him : Spread abroad the Victor's fame.
Página 95 - 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.
Página 59 - SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend ; Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend, Here I'll sit for ever viewing, Mercy's streams in streams of blood, Precious drops my soul bedewing, Plead and claim my peace with God.
Página 143 - ONE there is, above all others, Well deserves the name of Friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end...
Página 24 - MY soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide ; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes.
Página 100 - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.