Church Book, for the Use of Evangelical Lutheran CongregationsGen. Council Pub. Bd., 1900 - 500 pages |
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adore Alleluia angels Anne Steele behold bless blest bliss Blood bright bring Catherine Winkworth Charles Wesley cheer Christ crown darkness death didst divine dost doth dwell earth Edward Caswall endless ESUS eternal everlasting evermore eyes faith Father fear foes give gracious grief hath hear heart heaven heavenly Henry Francis Lyte Holy Ghost hope Horatius Bonar hymns Isaac Watts Jesus John Mason Neale John Newton joyful King L. M. 6 lines Lamb Lamb of God let Thy light live Lord mighty night o'er pain pardon Paul Gerhardt peace Philip Doddridge pray prayer PSALM Redeemer reign rejoice rest Richard Mant rise sacred saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrow soul sweet Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy face Thy grace Thy hand Thy Love Thy mercy Thy Name Thy praise Thy throne Thy Word Thyself truth voice wilt
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Page 567 - COME let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne. Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry,
Page 831 - NEARER, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be, — Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee...
Page 473 - LOVE divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown.
Page 714 - 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.
Page 581 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.
Page 462 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Page 618 - JESUS, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last.
Page 687 - Me' 1 ACCORDING to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, — I will remember Thee. 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be ; Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember Thee. 3 Gethsemane can I forget?
Page 507 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 452 - I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures.