The Hymns of the Primitive Church: Now First Collected, Translated and ArrangedJ.W. Parker, 1837 - 239 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 4
... Он Holy Spirit , Lord of grace , Eternal source of love , Inflame , we pray , our inmost hearts , With fire from Heaven above . As thou dost join with holiest bonds The Father and 4 SUNDAY . Oh Holy Spirit, Lord of grace.
... Он Holy Spirit , Lord of grace , Eternal source of love , Inflame , we pray , our inmost hearts , With fire from Heaven above . As thou dost join with holiest bonds The Father and 4 SUNDAY . Oh Holy Spirit, Lord of grace.
الصفحة 6
... Он God of truth , Almighty Lord , Thou rulest all things by thy word , Thy sunbeams deck the rising morn , Thy rays the sultry noon adorn . Extinguish , Lord , th ' unhallow'd fire Of sinful strife , of vain desire : Oh bid our pains ...
... Он God of truth , Almighty Lord , Thou rulest all things by thy word , Thy sunbeams deck the rising morn , Thy rays the sultry noon adorn . Extinguish , Lord , th ' unhallow'd fire Of sinful strife , of vain desire : Oh bid our pains ...
الصفحة 8
... Он Thou , whose throne is hid from men By more than earthly rays , Before whose face e'en seraphs shrink , And tremble as they gaze ; Here we thy people sit forlorn , In darkness doom'd to dwell , But soon thy bright eternal day That ...
... Он Thou , whose throne is hid from men By more than earthly rays , Before whose face e'en seraphs shrink , And tremble as they gaze ; Here we thy people sit forlorn , In darkness doom'd to dwell , But soon thy bright eternal day That ...
الصفحة 11
... Он holy Babe , our prayer receive , For thou wast born that we might live ; May we , like thee , be meek and mild , In spirit like a little child . When gentle sleep relieves awhile Our bodies spent with daily toil , May no alarms ...
... Он holy Babe , our prayer receive , For thou wast born that we might live ; May we , like thee , be meek and mild , In spirit like a little child . When gentle sleep relieves awhile Our bodies spent with daily toil , May no alarms ...
الصفحة 13
... Он Thou , who wast for sinners slain , And the third day didst rise again , No more to suffer or to die , And captive led'st captivity : While night surrounds us , dark and deep , And we our eyelids close in sleep , Do thou thy shield ...
... Он Thou , who wast for sinners slain , And the third day didst rise again , No more to suffer or to die , And captive led'st captivity : While night surrounds us , dark and deep , And we our eyelids close in sleep , Do thou thy shield ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
abode adore Æterna Alleluia Amen Amoris angels ASCENSION DAY beata blessed blest blood caritas Cœlestis cordibus cross cumque Spiritu death Deo Patri sit Deum Deus Dies iræ E'en earth Ejusque soli Filio endless Eternal EVENSONG evermore faithful Father fidem fides given glorious God the Father God the Son God's grace Hæc hath hearts heaven heavenly Holy Ghost Holy Spirit HYMN HYMNUS Jesu Jesus joyful King Lamb laus Filio Lord mankind MATINS mercy natus nobis NOCTURN omne seculum orbis Patre Patri sit gloria perennis Præsta praise and glory preces quæ quod RECTOR potens saints salutis salvation Sancto simul Saviour sempiterna secula simul cum Spiritu sin's dark night sinful sing sinners Sit laus Patri sit tibi laus skies slain souls Spiritu Nunc suspiria thee thine thou throne thy name tibi sit gloria Trinitas trino tuæ tuam Umbris Vitæ wondrous Он
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الصفحة 45 - 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 33 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run : Shake off dull sloth, and early rise To pay thy morning sacrifice.
الصفحة 34 - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
الصفحة 50 - Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Sun of righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings: Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth; Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing,
الصفحة 126 - Hail! sacred feast, which Jesus makes, Rich banquet of his flesh and blood, Thrice happy he, who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food.
الصفحة 121 - Here may we gain from heaven The grace which we implore ; And may that grace, once given, Be with us evermore, Until that day When all the blest To endless rest Are called away.
الصفحة 236 - Dies irae, dies illa, Solvet saeclum in favilla ; Teste David cum Sibylla. Quantus tremor est futurus, Quando judex est venturus, Cuncta stricte discussurus ! Tuba mirum spargens sonum Per sepulchra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum. Mors stupebit et natura, Cum resurget Creatura, Judicanti responsura. Liber scriptus proferetur, In quo totum continetur, Unde mundus judicetur. Judex ergo cum sedebit, Quidquid latet apparebit : Nil inultum remanebit.
الصفحة 34 - Forgive, me, LORD, for Thy dear SON, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
الصفحة 209 - Dextrae Dei tu digitus, Tu rite promissum Patris Sermone ditans guttura. Accende lumen sensibus, Infunde amorem cordibus, Infirma nostri corporis Virtute firmans perpeti.
الصفحة 49 - Hark! The herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations, rise Join the triumph of the skies With the angelic host proclaim "Christ is born in Bethlehem" Hark the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King 2.