The Sunday School Hymnary: A Twentieth Century Hymnal for Young PeopleCarey Bonner Sunday School Union, 1905 - 610 strán (strany) |
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angels Anon banner bless blest bright CAREY BONNER child Children in Unison CHORUS Christ circa Composer's permission Copyright cres crown dark dear earth eternal ev'ry eyes faith Father fear Friend give glad glory Hallelujah happy happy land hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy Horatius Bonar Hosanna hymn Inserted by permission King King of Love Lamb land life's light lines little children live Lord LOWELL MASON Master mercy morning never night Novello & Co Novello and Company o'er onward peace permission of Novello praise pray prayer rest Robert Walmsley Saviour SECOND TUNE Shepherd shine sing Sir Nathaniel Barnaby sleep song sorrow soul Spirit Sunday School Union sung to tune sweet tell Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy grace Thy love Thy throne truth unto voice weary
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Strana 79 - Our vows, our prayers we now present Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide : Give us each day our daily bread. And raiment fit provide. 4 O spread thy covering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, And, at our Father's loved abode, Our souls arrive in peace.
Strana 299 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Strana 199 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Strana 439 - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Strana 493 - People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name. 4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns, The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blessed.
Strana 113 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile ; In vain, with lavish kindness, The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.
Strana 511 - Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring, To sanctify us while we sing.
Strana 75 - Thou, who hast given me eyes to see And love this sight so fair, Give me a heart to find out Thee And read Thee everywhere.
Strana 152 - 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.
Strana 499 - Ashamed of Jesus, that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend! No; when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere His name.