Christian lyrics: chiefly selected from modern authors [by L. Massey].Hamilton, Adams, and Company, 1861 - 180 pages |
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... eyes Discouraged because of the way When I am weak , then am I strong Rock of Ages Faith in Christ Looking unto Jesus Jesus · • A City that hath foundations Sabbath Quiet from God 167 • 168 • S. S. Treasury 169 173 F. Broderip 175 ...
... eyes Discouraged because of the way When I am weak , then am I strong Rock of Ages Faith in Christ Looking unto Jesus Jesus · • A City that hath foundations Sabbath Quiet from God 167 • 168 • S. S. Treasury 169 173 F. Broderip 175 ...
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... eye . The greenest leaf divided from its stem , To speedy withering doth itself condemn . The largest river from its fountain head Cut off , leaves soon a parched and dusty bed . All things that live from God their sustenance wait ...
... eye . The greenest leaf divided from its stem , To speedy withering doth itself condemn . The largest river from its fountain head Cut off , leaves soon a parched and dusty bed . All things that live from God their sustenance wait ...
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... eye that faileth , Or is dimmed by thine earthborn tears . Onward ! our cry for ever , Until the goal is won , In the glory fading never Of the light - enshrouded sun . L. R. " Never hasting , never resting . " EVER hasting , never ...
... eye that faileth , Or is dimmed by thine earthborn tears . Onward ! our cry for ever , Until the goal is won , In the glory fading never Of the light - enshrouded sun . L. R. " Never hasting , never resting . " EVER hasting , never ...
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... hedges steeped in dew , And quiet village spires . Like him of old who dwelt beneath The tents of patriarchal story , Who passed , without the touch of death , Without dim eye or failing breath , At once into Christian Lyrics . 15.
... hedges steeped in dew , And quiet village spires . Like him of old who dwelt beneath The tents of patriarchal story , Who passed , without the touch of death , Without dim eye or failing breath , At once into Christian Lyrics . 15.
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Christian lyrics Lucy Massey. Without dim eye or failing breath , At once into God's glory- The Patriarch of one simple spot , The sire of sons , and daughters lowly , And this the record of his lot , " He walked with God and he was not ...
Christian lyrics Lucy Massey. Without dim eye or failing breath , At once into God's glory- The Patriarch of one simple spot , The sire of sons , and daughters lowly , And this the record of his lot , " He walked with God and he was not ...
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Christian Lyrics: Chiefly Selected from Modern Authors Lucy Fletcher Massey No preview available - 2008 |
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angels bear beneath blessed break breast breath bright bring calm child Christ clouds dark death deep divine doth dwell earth eyes face faint fair faith Father fear feel feet flowers friends gently give given glad glorious glory grace grief hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour Jesus keep land lead leave life's light live Look Lord meet morning Nearer never night o'er pain passed path peace perfect praise pray prayer pure quiet rest rise round Saviour seek shine sight silent sing sins sleep smile soft song sorrow soul Speak spirit stand star strength strong sure sweet tears Thee Thine things Thou Thou hast thought throne Thy love touch turn voice watch weak weary wings
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Page 125 - Thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!
Page 145 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 91 - Here in the body pent, Absent from him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Page 30 - Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; Change and decay in all around I see : 0 Thou that changest not, abide with me ! Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But, as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, LORD, Familiar, condescending, patient, free, Come, not to sojourn, but abide with me...
Page 76 - It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold : "Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, From heaven's all-gracious King!
Page 77 - And ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way, With painful steps and slow, — Look now, for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing : O rest beside the weary road And hear the angels sing!
Page 64 - THY way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be ! Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out the path for me. Smooth let it be, or rough, It will be still the best ; Winding or straight, it leads Right onward to Thy rest.
Page 32 - And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who from zone to zone Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my Steps aright.
Page 186 - Nothing in my hand I bring; Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Foul, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Page 30 - 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.