Hymns of Faith and HopeCarter, 1857 - 269 pages |
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... cloud , and then the rainbow's arc , First the dark grave , then resurrection - light . ' Tis first the night , ―stern night of storm and war , — Long nights of heavy clouds and veiled skies ; Then the far sparkle of the Morning - star ...
... cloud , and then the rainbow's arc , First the dark grave , then resurrection - light . ' Tis first the night , ―stern night of storm and war , — Long nights of heavy clouds and veiled skies ; Then the far sparkle of the Morning - star ...
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... nearer orbs have sped their course , Yon city's smoke has quenched a thousand more ; Myriads in yon dark cloud have spent their force ; A few stray gleams are all that reach our shore . 12 LEFT BEHIND . And with us ! How many LEFT BEHIND.
... nearer orbs have sped their course , Yon city's smoke has quenched a thousand more ; Myriads in yon dark cloud have spent their force ; A few stray gleams are all that reach our shore . 12 LEFT BEHIND . And with us ! How many LEFT BEHIND.
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... clouds now stretch before me , Behind me is the darkness spread . And summer's suns are swiftly setting , And life moves downward in their train , And autumn dews are fondly wetting The faded cheek of earth in vain . December moons are ...
... clouds now stretch before me , Behind me is the darkness spread . And summer's suns are swiftly setting , And life moves downward in their train , And autumn dews are fondly wetting The faded cheek of earth in vain . December moons are ...
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... cloud - wreath bursting , Silvering the sea , the sward , the rock , the foam , What light within me has thy pure gleam kindled ? ' Tis from the land of light that thou art come . And of the time how blithely art thou telling , When cloud ...
... cloud - wreath bursting , Silvering the sea , the sward , the rock , the foam , What light within me has thy pure gleam kindled ? ' Tis from the land of light that thou art come . And of the time how blithely art thou telling , When cloud ...
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... cloud , far up In the still heaven - through you my pathway lies ; Yon rugged mountain - peak - how soon your top Shall I behold beneath me , as I rise ! Not many more of life's slow - pacing hours , Shaded with sorrow's melancholy hue ...
... cloud , far up In the still heaven - through you my pathway lies ; Yon rugged mountain - peak - how soon your top Shall I behold beneath me , as I rise ! Not many more of life's slow - pacing hours , Shaded with sorrow's melancholy hue ...
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Alleluia arise awake awake and sing beauty blessed blest blood blossom bright brightens brow budding green burst calm Christ cloud darkness dawn DAY AFTER ARMAGEDDON death DESERT LILIES dream dwell earth endless eternal Everlasting praises everlasting song fair faithful Father fear feast flee flower glad glad band gloom glory to thy grief haste heart heart of age heaven heavenly hills holy hope hour HYMN Jehovah Jesus King Lamb of God land life's light lingerer live Lord mercy for thee moorland morn name of names night o'er pain peace precious blood Put honor QUIS SEPARABIT rest rills save thee Saviour shadows shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smiles song soon sorrow Sower divine spirit star storm sunshine sweet tears tempest thine thou throne Time's toil tomb Trust truth Twas unrifled voice vols wandering weary yonder
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Page 158 - I heard the voice of Jesus say, I am this dark world's light, Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright. I looked to Jesus, and I found In Him my star, my sun ; And in that light of life I'll walk Till travelling days are done.
Page 150 - I LAY my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God ; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursed load. I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White in his Blood most precious, Till not a spot remains.
Page 151 - White in His blood most precious Till not a spot remains. I lay my wants on Jesus ; All fulness dwells in Him : He heals all my diseases ; He doth my soul redeem. I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares ; He from them all releases ; He all my sorrows shares.
Page 71 - Not myself, but the truth that in life I have spoken, Not myself, but the seed that in life I have sown, Shall pass on to ages, — all about me forgotten, Save the truth I have spoken, the things I have done.
Page 157 - I heard the voice of Jesus say, " Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live." I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream ; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in Him. 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " I am this dark world's Light ; Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright.
Page 151 - I long to be like Jesus, — Meek, loving, lowly, mild; I long to be like Jesus, — The Father's holy child. I long to be with Jesus, Amid the heavenly throng, To sing with saints His praises, To learn the angels
Page 157 - I heard the voice of JESUS say, ' Come unto me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.' I came to JESUS as I was — Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. I heard the voice of JESUS say, ' Behold I freely give The living water — thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live.
Page 152 - I was a wayward child, I did not love my home, I did not love my Father's voice, I loved afar to roam.
Page 153 - The Shepherd sought His sheep; The Father sought His child ; They followed me o'er vale and hill, O'er deserts waste and wild. They found me nigh to death, Famished, and faint, and lone ; They bound me with the bands of love ; They saved the wandering one.
Page 72 - Not many lives, but only one have we, — One, only one ; — How sacred should that one life ever be — That narrow span ! — Day after day filled up with blessed toil, Hour after hour still bringing in new spoil.