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Страница 70 - Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — Till then I boast a Saviour slain ! And O, may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me ! Joseph (Iriffg.
Страница 93 - How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
Страница 97 - Jesus' blood; Give every burdened soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. 644 8s, 7s & 4s. T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, •*-* Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace ; O refresh us, : Travelling through this wilderness.
Страница 12 - Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
Страница 121 - Alas! I knew not what I did, But now my tears are vain! Where shall my trembling soul be hid? For I the Lord have slain. 6 A second look he gave, which said, " I freely all forgive; " This blood is for thy ransom paid,
Страница 12 - Have you no words ? Ah ! think again, Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear With the sad tale of all your care. 6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent To Heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oftener be, " Hear what the Lord has done for me !
Страница 16 - There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given; There rays divine disperse the gloom: Beyond the confines of the tomb Appears the dawn of heaven.
Страница 97 - Man's wisdom is to seek His strength in God alone ; And e'en an angel would be weak Who trusted in his own.