The Wide, Wide WorldG.P. Putnam, 1852 |
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مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 89 - Then shall we know, if we follow on to know the Lord: his going forth is prepared as the morning; and he shall come unto us as the rain, as the latter and former rain unto the earth.
الصفحة 191 - Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; Still support and comfort me ! All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.
الصفحة 33 - Thou hast a few names even in Sardis which have not defiled their garments; and they shall walk with me in white: for they are worthy.
الصفحة 191 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in thee I find ; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
الصفحة 191 - 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 be past ; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last ! 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee.
الصفحة 300 - This for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath. When mine eyelids close in death, When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of ages ! cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee . HYMN 140.
الصفحة 313 - I love them that love me, and they that seek me early shall find me.
الصفحة 174 - And there shall be no more curse: but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it; and his servants shall serve him: and they shall see his face and his name shall be in their foreheads.
الصفحة 189 - How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
الصفحة 177 - The sun shall be no more thy light by day; neither for brightness shall the moon give light unto thee : but the LORD shall be unto thee an everlasting light, and thy God thy glory. Thy sun shall no more go down ; neither shall thy moon withdraw itself: for the LORD shall be thine everlasting light, and the days of thy mourning shall be ended.