Book of Common Praise: Hymnal Companion to the Prayer Book, Suited to the Special Seasons of the Christian Year, and Other Occasions of Public Worship, as Well as for Use in the Sunday-school and Family, with Accompanying Tunes
Reformed Episcopal Pub. Soc., 1885 - 506 עמודים
מה אומרים אנשים - כתיבת ביקורת
לא מצאנו ביקורות במקומות הרגילים
adore Alleluia angels appear arms bear behold bless blest blood breast bright bring Christ Church comes cross crown dark dear death didst died divine earth eternal eyes face faith fall Father fear feet flow Friend give glad glorious glory grace hand hath head hear heart heaven heavenly Holy hope hour hymn Jesus keep King Lamb land lead light live look Lord Mason meet morning never night o'er pain peace praise pray prayer promised raise reign rejoice rest rise sacred saints salvation Saviour Second Tune seek shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrow soul sound Spirit stand stars strength sweet tears tell Thee Thine things Thou Thou art Thou hast thousand throne true trust truth voice weary wonder
עמוד 34 - God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ! 2 Under the shadow of Thy throne, Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust : "Return, ye sons of men ;" All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again.
עמוד 333 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and He destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made...
עמוד 46 - See a long race thy spacious courts adorn; See future sons and daughters, yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies!
עמוד 221 - I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness ; Where is death's sting ? Where, grave, thy victory ? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
עמוד 398 - AM I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas...
עמוד 322 - 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 180 - My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine! Now hear me while I pray: Take all my guilt away; O let me from this day Be wholly Thine.
עמוד 270 - In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer.