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ador'd adore almighty Angels behold Blesled bless blest Bliss Blood Breast Breath bright celestial cheerful Christ crown'd Death Delight divine doth dwell e'er Earth endless eternal ev'ry everlasting evermore exalted Eyes facred fafe Faith Fame Father fave Fear Flame Foes give glorious God's Hail Hallelujah happy hath hear Heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell holy Holy Ghost Honour humble humble Souls HYMN HYMN immortal Jehovah Jesu's Jesus join joyful Lamb let thy Light live Lord Maker's Mercy mighty Mind mortal mySoul Night o'er Peace perfect Law pOME Pow'r Pray'r proclaim PSALM raise Redeemer reigns rejoice rife righteous Saints Salvation Saviour Saviour bleed Seraphs shew shine sing Sinners Skies Songs Songs of Praise Soul Sound sov'reign Spirit sweet thee thine thou art thro Throne thy Grace thy Love thy Name thy Praise Tongue Truth unto Voice waking Eyes wond'rous World ye Saints
الصفحة 53 - The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
الصفحة 75 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
الصفحة 129 - 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, O receive my soul at last.
الصفحة 25 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
الصفحة 130 - Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart! Rise to all eternity!
الصفحة 297 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
الصفحة 227 - To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign : 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
الصفحة 5 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 ' ' Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus!