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الصفحة 185 - 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 253 - Anoint and cheer our soiled face With the abundance of thy grace. Keep far our foes, give peace at home : Where thou art guide, no ill can come. Teach us to know the Father, Son, And thee, of both, to be but One. That, through the ages all along, This may be our endless song; Praise to thy eternal merit, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
الصفحة 353 - High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed.
الصفحة 413 - Sons of men and angels say ! Raise your joys and triumphs high, Sing ye heavens, and earth reply.
الصفحة 226 - Land me safe on Canaan's side ; Songs of praises I will ever give to Thee.
الصفحة 226 - GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land : I am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more.
الصفحة 356 - Jehovah's awful throne, -*-* Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create and He destroy. 2 His sov'reign power, without our aid, Made us of clay and form'd us men ; And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd, He brought us to his fold again.
الصفحة 221 - Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness He requireth, Is to feel your need of Him : This He gives you ; 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, Lost and ruin'd by the fall ! If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all : Not the righteous — Sinners Jesus came to call.
الصفحة 212 - Jesus' name : Ye, who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love. 2 Ye, who see the Father's grace Beaming in the Saviour's face, As to Canaan on ye move, Praise and bless redeeming love. 3...