The Berwick HymnalS. Moxon, 1895 - 663 страници |
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adore Alleluia Almighty angels beneath bless blest breath bright calm Charles Wesley cheer Christ clouds crown dark dear death divine doth dwell earth earthly Ebenezer Elliott eternal evermore eyes faith Father Father divine fear give glad glorious glory God's Godfrey Thring gracious grief Hallelujah hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour hymn Isaac Watts James Montgomery Jesus John John Keble John Taylor Josiah Conder King labour Let thy life's live Lord Love divine lowly mercy mighty morning night o'er onward pain path Philip Doddridge praise pray prayer rejoice rest round sacred Samuel Longfellow seek shadows shine shore sing Sir John Bowring skies song sorrow soul spirit strength strife sweet tears thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne thy light thy love thy name thy peace toil trust truth unto voice weary Whate'er wilt wings word
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Страница 565 - Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! — How sweet their memory still ! — But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
Страница 486 - SOMETIMES a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord who rises With healing in his wings; When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again, A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain.
Страница 127 - When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven, Those hues that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord, are Thine.
Страница 269 - They are slaves who fear to speak For the fallen and the weak; They are slaves who will not choose Hatred, scoffing and abuse, Rather than in silence shrink From the truth they needs must think: They are slaves who dare not be In the right with two or three.
Страница 16 - Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Страница 345 - FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree, And seem by thy sweet bounty made, For those who follow thee.
Страница 413 - I know not what the future hath Of marvel or surprise, Assured alone that life and death His mercy underlies. And if my heart and flesh are weak To bear an untried pain, The bruised reed He will not break, But strengthen and sustain.
Страница 263 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's new Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand, and the sheep upon the right, And the choice goes by forever "twixt that darkness and that light.
Страница 110 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream. Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day.
Страница 57 - Jesus' sacred voice, Come and make my paths your choice : I will guide you to your home ; Weary pilgrim, hither come ! 2 Thou, who, houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste ! 3 Ye, who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; Ye, whose...