The Baptists' hymn book [compiled] by J. Stenson |
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
abound adore Baptism behold bless bless'd blest bliss blood BURNHAM C. M. NEWTON cheerful Christ church comfort crown dear Lord death delight divine DODDRIDGE doth dwell earth eternal eternal grace ev'ry everlasting everlasting love everlasting song evermore eyes faith Father fear foes Free Grace give glorious glory God's gospel gracious grief guilt happy hath healing hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy Holy Spirit hope Hosanna humble humble souls Immanuel's Jehovah Jesus joyful King Lamb Lamb of God live mercy mighty ne'er o'er pardon peace pow'r praise pray prayer precious precious blood promise prove Redeemer Redeemer's reigns rejoice rest righteousness sacred salvation Satan Saviour shew shine sing sinners sins skies smile song sorrows soul sovereign Spirit sweet thee thine thou art thy grace thy love thy name thy saints thy throne thy word triumph trust truth Twas voice WATTS wond'rous ye saints Zion Zion's
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الصفحة 35 - GIVE me the wings of faith, to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.
الصفحة 169 - WHEN I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss. And pour contempt on all my pride. Forbid it. Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ! All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.
الصفحة 9 - HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled...
الصفحة 13 - Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
الصفحة 41 - Twere vain the ocean depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2. The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die.
الصفحة 133 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, — 'While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
الصفحة 17 - His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove.
الصفحة 179 - THIS is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours His own ; Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day He rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell ; To-day the saints His triumphs spread, And all His wonders tell.
الصفحة 45 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...