Paul Gerhardt as a Hymn Writer and His Influence on English HymnodyYale University Press, 1918 - 169 من الصفحات Paul Gerhardt as a Hymn Writer and His Influence on English Hymnody by Theodore Brown Hewitt, first published in 1918, is a rare manuscript, the original residing in one of the great libraries of the world. This book is a reproduction of that original, which has been scanned and cleaned by state-of-the-art publishing tools for better readability and enhanced appreciation. Restoration Editors' mission is to bring long out of print manuscripts back to life. Some smudges, annotations or unclear text may still exist, due to permanent damage to the original work. We believe the literary significance of the text justifies offering this reproduction, allowing a new generation to appreciate it. |
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... rest . As an advocate of peace and contentment he has among his contemporaries no equal . Having hoped and prayed during the war for a cessation of hostilities and horrors he could at last burst forth at the conclusion of the Peace of ...
... rest . As an advocate of peace and contentment he has among his contemporaries no equal . Having hoped and prayed during the war for a cessation of hostilities and horrors he could at last burst forth at the conclusion of the Peace of ...
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... Rest upon this congregation , Hear , oh , hear our supplication ! Miss Winkworth , in her Chorale Book for England , 1863 . I. Sweetest Fount of holy gladness , Fairest light was ever shed Who alike in joy and sadness Leavest none ...
... Rest upon this congregation , Hear , oh , hear our supplication ! Miss Winkworth , in her Chorale Book for England , 1863 . I. Sweetest Fount of holy gladness , Fairest light was ever shed Who alike in joy and sadness Leavest none ...
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... rest , would seem to assign to the Deity a place almost secondary in importance to " our eyes . " Cf. stanza 9.12 When sinks the heart , when strength decays , By Him our eyes be press'd Then may we see His open face , In everlasting rest ...
... rest , would seem to assign to the Deity a place almost secondary in importance to " our eyes . " Cf. stanza 9.12 When sinks the heart , when strength decays , By Him our eyes be press'd Then may we see His open face , In everlasting rest ...
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... rest there calm and still , Oh make it hour by hour thine own , And wish for nought but that alone , Which pleases God . 3. His thought is aye the wisest thought ; How oft man's wisdom comes to nought ; Mistake or weakness in it lurks ...
... rest there calm and still , Oh make it hour by hour thine own , And wish for nought but that alone , Which pleases God . 3. His thought is aye the wisest thought ; How oft man's wisdom comes to nought ; Mistake or weakness in it lurks ...
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... rest What it will be thou wond'rest . Ich habs verdient . Was will ich doch .— ( Goed . 224. ) Appeared in the Crü . Praxis , 1656 , 817 , no . 374 . English Version : Stanza I. I have deserv'd it , cease t'oppose The Lord's will ...
... rest What it will be thou wond'rest . Ich habs verdient . Was will ich doch .— ( Goed . 224. ) Appeared in the Crü . Praxis , 1656 , 817 , no . 374 . English Version : Stanza I. I have deserv'd it , cease t'oppose The Lord's will ...
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15 stanzas A. T. Russell aller alliteration altered Appeared in Crü Bachmann Berlin Catherine Winkworth cento century Chorale Book Christ Christian Church Commit thy dasz England English hymnody English Versions Freude Gambold gehn Geist Geistliche Gerhardt's hymns Gerhardt's poems Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs Gerhardt's stanza German hymns Gnad Goed Gott Gräfenhainichen heart heaven Heil Herr Herrnhut Herz hymn writers hymnals hymnody J. C. Jacobi J. W. Alexander Jesus Johann Kelly Koch Latin Leben Licht Lieb Lieder lines Lord Lübben Luther Lutheran Lyra Germanica Massie metre Miss Cox Miss Winkworth Mittenwalde Moravian H Moravian Hymn Book o'er original Passiontide Paul Gerhardt Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual poet Praxis Psalm Psalms and Hymns quatrain Reid's Praise Book rhyme Sacred Savior Schaff-Gilman Selected Stanzas sing soll soul spirit stanza VIII strophe Thee thence in Wackernagel Thine Thou translation of stanzas Trost verses Wesley words
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الصفحة 139 - GOD is my strong salvation, What foe have I to fear ? In darkness and temptation, My light, my help is near : Though hosts encamp around me, Firm to the fight I stand ; What terror can confound me, With God at my right hand...
الصفحة 98 - Nox erat, et placidum carpebant fessa soporem Corpora per terras, silvaeque et saeva quierant Aequora, cum medio volvuntur sidera lapsu, Cum tacet omnis ager, pecudes, pictaeque volucres, 525 Quaeque lacus late liquidos, quaeque aspera dumis Rura tenent, somno positae sub nocte silenti Lenibant curas, et corda oblita laborum.
الصفحة 93 - What language shall I borrow To thank thee, dearest Friend, For this thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end ? O make me thine for ever; And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to thee.
الصفحة 140 - He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower, Alike they're needful for the flower ; And joys and tears alike are sent To give the soul fit nourishment: As comes to me or cloud or sun, Father, thy will, not mine, be done ! Can loving children e'er reprove With murmurs whom they trust and love?
الصفحة 93 - What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered was all for sinners' gain; Mine, mine was the transgression, but Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
الصفحة 93 - m dying, O show thy cross to me ; And, for my succor flying, Come, Lord, and set me free: These eyes, new faith receiving, From Jesus shall not move ; For he who dies believing, Dies safely, through thy love.
الصفحة 124 - Give to the winds thy fears ; Hope, and be undismayed; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. Through waves and clouds and storms He gently clears thy way; Wait thou His time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day.
الصفحة 141 - What though the tempest rage, Heaven is my home ; Short is my pilgrimage, Heaven is my home ; And time's wild wintry blast Soon will be overpast ; I shall reach home at last, Heaven is my home.
الصفحة 93 - O SACRED Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, thine only crown ; O sacred Head, what glory, What bliss, till now was thine! Yet though despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine. 2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered Was all for sinners...
الصفحة 65 - What in thy love possess I not ? My Star by night, my Sun by day, My spring of life when parched with drought, My wine to cheer, my bread to stay ; My strength, my shield, my safe abode, My robe before the throne of God.