Hymns of the Church militant [ed. by A.B. Warner].R. Carter & brothers, 1858 - 652 pages |
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... night , Is the dim and unknown stream That leads me at last to the light . Closer , closer my steps Come to the dark abysm ; Closer death to my lips Presses the awful chrysm . Saviour , perfect my trust , Strengthen the might of my ...
... night , Is the dim and unknown stream That leads me at last to the light . Closer , closer my steps Come to the dark abysm ; Closer death to my lips Presses the awful chrysm . Saviour , perfect my trust , Strengthen the might of my ...
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... night , and shade by day , Safe they feed upon the manna Which he gives them when they pray . Blest inhabitants of Zion , Washed in the Redeemer's blood ! Jesus , whom their souls rely on , Makes them kings and priests to God . ' Tis ...
... night , and shade by day , Safe they feed upon the manna Which he gives them when they pray . Blest inhabitants of Zion , Washed in the Redeemer's blood ! Jesus , whom their souls rely on , Makes them kings and priests to God . ' Tis ...
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... night When I remember on my bed , Thy presence makes the darkness light , Thy guardian wings are round Better than life itself thy love , Dearer than all beside to me , my For whom have I in heaven above , head . Or what on earth ...
... night When I remember on my bed , Thy presence makes the darkness light , Thy guardian wings are round Better than life itself thy love , Dearer than all beside to me , my For whom have I in heaven above , head . Or what on earth ...
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Anna Bartlett Warner. Night Thought . How can I sleep while angels sing , When all the saints on high Cry " Glory " to the eternal King , The Lamb that once did die : When guardian angels fill the room , And hovering round my bed , Do ...
Anna Bartlett Warner. Night Thought . How can I sleep while angels sing , When all the saints on high Cry " Glory " to the eternal King , The Lamb that once did die : When guardian angels fill the room , And hovering round my bed , Do ...
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... nights of sorrow reign- Weeping , sickness , sighing , pain ; But a night thine anger burns , Morning comes and joy returns ; God of comforts , bid me show To thy poor how much I owe . A Perfect Heart , the Redeemer's Throne . O FOR a ...
... nights of sorrow reign- Weeping , sickness , sighing , pain ; But a night thine anger burns , Morning comes and joy returns ; God of comforts , bid me show To thy poor how much I owe . A Perfect Heart , the Redeemer's Throne . O FOR a ...
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Abba Father angels Art thou behold bless blest bliss blood breast breath bright Canaan canst Christ clouds crown dark dear death divine doth dwell earth earthly Eben-ezer eternal everlasting everlasting love evermore eyes faint faith Father fear feet foes give glorious glory God's gracious grief Hallelujah happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope hour Jesus King Lamb Lamb of God land light live look Lord love possess mortal never nigh night o'er pain peace poor praise pray prayer promise rapturous songs Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Satan Saviour seek shalt shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrow soul spirit stand strength strong to save sweet tears tempests thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt thought throne thy grace thy hand thy love trembling trust unto voice wait weary weep ye saints
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Page 5 - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
Page 334 - O thou by whom we come to God, The life, the truth, the way; The path of prayer Thyself hast trod: Lord teach us how to pray
Page 137 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of Thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Page 34 - See ! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove : Who can faint, while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage ? — Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver, Never fails from age to age.
Page 164 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Page 6 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Page 199 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ; I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, And drove Thee from my breast.
Page 163 - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Page 469 - Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come.
Page 334 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.