Scripture References and Sacred Poetry, arranged under various heads. By H. D.Hudson & Nicholson, 1843 - 370 |
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... pain , Teaching , to live is Christ , to die is gain . This book , this holy book , on every line Marked with the seal of high divinity , On every leaf bedewed with drops of love Divine , and with the eternal heraldry And signature of ...
... pain , Teaching , to live is Christ , to die is gain . This book , this holy book , on every line Marked with the seal of high divinity , On every leaf bedewed with drops of love Divine , and with the eternal heraldry And signature of ...
Strona 31
... pain and pleasure , By the cross are sanctified ; Peace is there that knows no measure , Joys that through all time abide . BOWRING . ' Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid , " Receive my soul , " He cries ; Behold , He bows His sacred ...
... pain and pleasure , By the cross are sanctified ; Peace is there that knows no measure , Joys that through all time abide . BOWRING . ' Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid , " Receive my soul , " He cries ; Behold , He bows His sacred ...
Strona 35
... pains of death for me ; There doth His glory on my spirit rise , There doth that sweetest joy my soul surprise . ; Joy springs from love - and O , what love is this ! The love of God in Christ to fallen man : It is a spring , a river ...
... pains of death for me ; There doth His glory on my spirit rise , There doth that sweetest joy my soul surprise . ; Joy springs from love - and O , what love is this ! The love of God in Christ to fallen man : It is a spring , a river ...
Strona 43
... my breast ? Turn , turn to Him in every pain , Whom never suppliant sought in vain ; Thy strength in joy's extatic day , Thy hope where joy hath passed away . BOWDLER : Thou art our Refuge in the day Of trouble STRENGTH , AND DEFEnce . 43.
... my breast ? Turn , turn to Him in every pain , Whom never suppliant sought in vain ; Thy strength in joy's extatic day , Thy hope where joy hath passed away . BOWDLER : Thou art our Refuge in the day Of trouble STRENGTH , AND DEFEnce . 43.
Strona 52
H. D.. By whom our vesture of decay , Its frailty and its pains were worn ; Who , sinless , of our sinful clay The burden and the griefs hast borne Who , stainless , bore our guilty doom , Upon the cross to save us bled , And who ...
H. D.. By whom our vesture of decay , Its frailty and its pains were worn ; Who , sinless , of our sinful clay The burden and the griefs hast borne Who , stainless , bore our guilty doom , Upon the cross to save us bled , And who ...
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angels ANON beam Behold beneath blessed blest bliss blood blood divine breast breath bright calm CAROLINE FRY cheer Christ Chron clouds dark death divine earth earthly EDMESTON eternal everlasting faint faith Father fear feel glorious glory grace grief guilt hath heal heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour immortal impart Jesus John John ii JOSIAH CONder Kings LADY FLORA HASTINGS Lamb Lamb of God life's light live Lord love divine Luke Matt mercy MESSIAH ne'er never o'er pain peace praise prayer Psalm rest rise sacred Saviour seraph shine sigh sinners skies smile song Songs of praise soothe sorrow soul spirit strong to save sweet tears Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast thought throne trembling unto viii voice weary weep wings word xvii xviii xxii xxiii xxiv xxvi
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Strona 32 - Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; ' Naked, come to Thee for dress, Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
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Strona 100 - HARK, my soul ; it is the Lord ; "Tis thy Saviour; hear his word ; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me...