The Book of Praise: From the Best English Hymn Writers |
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adore Alleluia angels Augustus Montague Toplady behold bless blest bliss Blood breast bright Charles Wesley cheer Christ clouds crown darkness dear death didst Divine doth dwell earth earthly eternal everlasting evermore eyes faint faith Father fear foes Friend glorious glory gracious grief Hallelujah hand happy hath hear heart Heaven heavenly Henry Francis Lyte holy hope Hosanna hour hymn Isaac Watts Jesus John John Keble John Mason Neale John Newton joyful King Lamb Let Thy light live Lord mercy morning never night o'er peace Philip Doddridge prayer PSALM reign rejoice rest Richard Mant rise sacred saints Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies sleep song sorrow soul Spirit stanzas stream Sweet baby tears Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy face Thy grace Thy love Thy Name Thy Presence Thy word Thyself voice weary William Cowper wilt wings
Popular passages
Page 175 - ROCK of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee ; Let the water and the blood From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
Page 461 - 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 55 - How sweet the name of JESUS sounds In a believer's ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
Page 191 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign, Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.
Page 272 - Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; Still support and comfort me ! All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.
Page 199 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun.
Page 3 - Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.
Page 207 - When all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Page 463 - ABIDE with me ; fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Page 148 - THE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar: Who follows in His train ? Who best can drink His cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears His cross below, He follows in His train.