Church Harmonies: A Collection of Hymns and Tunes for the Use of Congregations

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Universalist Publishing House, 1887 - 340 עמודים
 

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עמוד 100 - Thou wilt not leave us in the dust: Thou madest man, he knows not why ; He thinks he was not made to die; And thou hast made him : thou art just. Thou seemest human and divine, The highest, holiest manhood, thou: Our wills are ours, we know not how; Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
עמוד 162 - 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.
עמוד 103 - JESUS, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, "While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high. Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past ; Safe into the haven guide ; Oh, receive my soul at last...
עמוד 163 - PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire Uttered or unexpressed; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. Prayer is the burden of a sigh The falling of a tear; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
עמוד 262 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! ODE TO MERCY.
עמוד 61 - His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
עמוד 105 - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
עמוד 69 - His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed. He brought us to his fold again.
עמוד 126 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
עמוד 108 - He comes with succor speedy, To those who suffer wrong ; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong ; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and dying, Were precious in his sight.

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