Heaven in Song: Comprising the Gems of All Ages on the Better LandSheldon, 1874 - 742 страница |
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... thou art mine own , Where I shall with my Jesus be , Woman , why weepest thou ? Equal unto the angels . Angels bright , all glistening glorious , What means yon blaze on high ? Heaven grows dearer day by day , Thou wilt never grow old ...
... thou art mine own , Where I shall with my Jesus be , Woman , why weepest thou ? Equal unto the angels . Angels bright , all glistening glorious , What means yon blaze on high ? Heaven grows dearer day by day , Thou wilt never grow old ...
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... thou , expected day ? Moraris Heu ! Nimis Diu , I'm weary , weary , let me go , The beauty of my native land , Fade , fade , each earthly joy , From earth to Heaven , Permit mine eyes to see , O Heaven , sweet Heaven , O were I there ...
... thou , expected day ? Moraris Heu ! Nimis Diu , I'm weary , weary , let me go , The beauty of my native land , Fade , fade , each earthly joy , From earth to Heaven , Permit mine eyes to see , O Heaven , sweet Heaven , O were I there ...
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... thou no further , but affixe thine eye On that bright shynie , round , still moving masse , The house of blesséd God , which men call skye , All sowed with glistering stars more thicke than grasse , Whereof each other doth in ...
... thou no further , but affixe thine eye On that bright shynie , round , still moving masse , The house of blesséd God , which men call skye , All sowed with glistering stars more thicke than grasse , Whereof each other doth in ...
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... Thou must trust , and thou must venture ; Heaven will pledge no helping hand ; Wondrous might alone can enter Into yon bright wonder - land . " HOW CAN WE KNOW THE WAY ? " The following is the translation of the foregoing of Schiller ...
... Thou must trust , and thou must venture ; Heaven will pledge no helping hand ; Wondrous might alone can enter Into yon bright wonder - land . " HOW CAN WE KNOW THE WAY ? " The following is the translation of the foregoing of Schiller ...
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... Thou be absent there What were all its joys to me ? " Whom have I in Heaven but Thee ! " Lord of earth and Heaven ... thou of joys that pass away , My soul , that my sad body doth restrain ? Why of the moment's pleasure art thou fain ...
... Thou be absent there What were all its joys to me ? " Whom have I in Heaven but Thee ! " Lord of earth and Heaven ... thou of joys that pass away , My soul , that my sad body doth restrain ? Why of the moment's pleasure art thou fain ...
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angels beams beauty behold blessed blest bliss bloom breast breath bright calm Calm Land CATHERINE WINKWORTH celestial Christ CHRISTINA G clouds crown dark dear death divine doth dream dwell earth earthly endless eternal everlasting evermore eyes face fair faith FARNINGHAM Father fear flowers forever FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER gates glad Glad songs glorious God's gold golden grace grief Hallelujah happy harps hast hath hear heart heavenly HENRY FRANCIS LYTE holy hope HORATIUS BONAR hymn immortal ISAAC WATTS Jerusalem Jerusalem the Golden Jesus King Lamb land life's light Lord mansions mortal ne'er never night o'er pain Paradise PAUL GERHARDT peace pleasure praise pure rapture rest river robes saints Saviour shine shore sigh sight sing skies smile sorrow soul spirit stars stream sweet tears thee Thine thither thou art throne toil voice wait weary weeping wings
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Страница 440 - RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings^ Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven thy native place : Sun and moon and stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove : Rise, my soul, and haste away, To seats prepared above.
Страница 245 - GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ! He whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode : On the Rock of Ages founded — What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.
Страница 428 - Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight.
Страница 336 - No sooner had the Almighty ceased, but all The multitude of angels, with a shout Loud as from numbers without number, sweet As from blest voices, uttering joy...
Страница 124 - Jerusalem, my happy home, My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labours have an end, When I thy joys shall see.
Страница 646 - I dare not choose my lot; I would not, if I might: Choose Thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright.
Страница 140 - He by Himself hath sworn, I on His oath depend ; I shall, on eagles' wings up-borne, To heaven ascend : I shall behold His face, I shall His power adore, And sing the wonders of His grace For evermore.
Страница 325 - And they sing the song of Moses the servant of God, and the song of the Lamb, saying, Great and marvellous are thy works, Lord God Almighty; just and true are thy ways, thou King of saints.
Страница xvii - HEAR what God, the Lord, hath spoken : O my people, faint and few, Comfortless, afflicted, broken, Fair abodes I build for you : Scenes of heartfelt tribulation Shall no more perplex your ways ; You shall name your walls salvation, And your gates shall all be praise.
Страница 285 - There's one with ringlets of sunny gold, And eyes, the reflection of heaven's own blue; He crossed in the twilight gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view. We saw not the angels who met him there; The gates of the city we could not see: Over the river, over the river, My brother stands waiting to welcome me!