Hymns of the Ages...J.R. Osgood, 1877 |
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... comes awful and fhrill ; The Lord is advancing ; prepare ye the way ! The word of his promise he comes to fulfil , And o'er the dark world pour the splendor of day . Bring down the proud mountain , though towering to heaven , And be the ...
... comes awful and fhrill ; The Lord is advancing ; prepare ye the way ! The word of his promise he comes to fulfil , And o'er the dark world pour the splendor of day . Bring down the proud mountain , though towering to heaven , And be the ...
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... comes a brighter day , When freedom , burst from every chain , Shall have triumphant way . Then right shall over might prevail , And truth , like hero armed in mail , The hofts of tyrant wrong affail , And hold eternal sway . What voice ...
... comes a brighter day , When freedom , burst from every chain , Shall have triumphant way . Then right shall over might prevail , And truth , like hero armed in mail , The hofts of tyrant wrong affail , And hold eternal sway . What voice ...
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... Comes round the age of gold ; When Peace fhall over all the earth Its ancient splendors fling , And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels fing . Rev. E. H. Sears . THE WORD . IN N the beginning was the Word 30 In Time ...
... Comes round the age of gold ; When Peace fhall over all the earth Its ancient splendors fling , And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels fing . Rev. E. H. Sears . THE WORD . IN N the beginning was the Word 30 In Time ...
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... comes to purge thy dross , Prove thy gain , and not thy loss . Wert thou proud , exalted high By affluence , ftation , ancestry ? Oft with supercilious ken Glancing at thy fellow - men ? God now ftrips thee , lays thee low , All thy ...
... comes to purge thy dross , Prove thy gain , and not thy loss . Wert thou proud , exalted high By affluence , ftation , ancestry ? Oft with supercilious ken Glancing at thy fellow - men ? God now ftrips thee , lays thee low , All thy ...
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... comes to probe thy heart , Comes to fhow thee what thou art . Is the one thing needed moft That which scarce thy mind has crossed ? Haft thou earthly science prized , But the themes of heaven despised ? God now warns thee , thus he ...
... comes to probe thy heart , Comes to fhow thee what thou art . Is the one thing needed moft That which scarce thy mind has crossed ? Haft thou earthly science prized , But the themes of heaven despised ? God now warns thee , thus he ...
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Страница 110 - Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love Fit us for perfect rest above; And help us, this and every day, To live more nearly as we pray.
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Страница 27 - Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled; And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world: Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on heavenly wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing.
Страница 171 - I was a wandering sheep, I would not be controlled; But now I love my Shepherd's voice, I love, I love the fold. I was a wayward child, I once preferred to roam; But now I love my Father's voice, I love, I love His home.
Страница 289 - Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Страница 55 - Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice ; I will guide you to your home ; Weary pilgrim, hither come ! 2 Thou, who houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste...
Страница 260 - WHEN gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On Him I lean, who not in vain Experienced every human pain ; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears.
Страница 170 - 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.
Страница 290 - Ah ! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above...
Страница 118 - Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways True absolution and release ; And bless us, more than in past days, With purity and inward peace. Through life's long day and death's dark night, 0 gentle Jesus, be our Light.