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The Golden Harp; Or: Camp-meeting Hymns, Old and New. Set to Music
George W. Henry
Úplné zobrazenie - 1856
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Strana 118 - Dear, dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved to sin no more.
Strana 103 - 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 88 - tis Jesus Holds the helm and guides the ship : Spread the sails, and catch the breezes Sent to waft us through the deep, To the regions Where the mourners cease to weep.
Strana 17 - BROTHER, thou art gone before us, And thy saintly soul is flown Where tears are wiped from every eye, And sorrow is unknown ; From the burden of the flesh, And from care and fear released, Where the wicked cease from troubling, And the weary are at rest.
Strana 28 - When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade; In all their gushing joy Here, too, my sisters played. My mother kissed me here; My father pressed my hand — Forgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stand.
Strana 90 - FROM every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat : 'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2. There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads, — A place than all besides more sweet : It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
Strana 41 - O lady fair, I have yet a gem which a purer lustre flings, Than the diamond flash of the jewelled crown on the lofty brow of kings ; A wonderful pearl of exceeding price, whose virtue shall not decay, Whose light shall be as a spell to thee and a blessing on thy way...
Strana 98 - Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease ? While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God...
Strana 38 - THERE is an eye that never sleeps Beneath the wing of night ; There is an ear that never shuts, When sink the beams of light. 2 There is an arm that never tires, When human strength gives way ; There is a love that never fails, When earthly loves decay. 3...