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... . John Newton . Kingdom of heaven ! whose dawn began With love's divine , incarnate breath , Our hearts are slow to understand The lessons of that life and death . Emily H. Miller . Though love wax cold , and faith be dim , 20 HYMN GEMS.
... . John Newton . Kingdom of heaven ! whose dawn began With love's divine , incarnate breath , Our hearts are slow to understand The lessons of that life and death . Emily H. Miller . Though love wax cold , and faith be dim , 20 HYMN GEMS.
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... death To damp the immortal flame ? " Philip Doddridge . " Nothing fair on earth I see , But I straightway think of Thee . " Angelus Silesius , Trs . by Catherine Winkworth . " That flesh , that dying blood of thine , HYMN GEMS 25.
... death To damp the immortal flame ? " Philip Doddridge . " Nothing fair on earth I see , But I straightway think of Thee . " Angelus Silesius , Trs . by Catherine Winkworth . " That flesh , that dying blood of thine , HYMN GEMS 25.
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... death to die . Horatius Bonar . Dear Son of God ! thy blessèd will Our hearts would own , with saints above ; All life is larger for thy law , All service sweeter for thy love . Benjamin Copeland . Let every kindred , every tribe On ...
... death to die . Horatius Bonar . Dear Son of God ! thy blessèd will Our hearts would own , with saints above ; All life is larger for thy law , All service sweeter for thy love . Benjamin Copeland . Let every kindred , every tribe On ...
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... death will soon disrobe us all Of what we've here possessed . John Leland . If in this feeble flesh I may Awhile show forth thy praise , Jesus , support the tottering clay , And lengthen out my days . Charles Wesley . Our years are like ...
... death will soon disrobe us all Of what we've here possessed . John Leland . If in this feeble flesh I may Awhile show forth thy praise , Jesus , support the tottering clay , And lengthen out my days . Charles Wesley . Our years are like ...
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... Death rides on every passing breeze , And lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease , Its peril every hour . Reginald Heber . Turn back our nature's rapid tide , And we shall flow to thee , While down the stream of time we ...
... Death rides on every passing breeze , And lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease , Its peril every hour . Reginald Heber . Turn back our nature's rapid tide , And we shall flow to thee , While down the stream of time we ...
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adore angels Anna Anne Steele Author Unknown beams beauty beneath Benjamin Beddome blessed blest breast breath bright calm cease Charles Wesley Charlotte Elliott Christ Christopher Wordsworth cloud cross crown darkness death divine earth earthly eternal eyes Faber fade faith Father fears flower flows forever Frederick Frederick W George glory golden grace griefs hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly Henry Alford holy hope Horatius Bonar hour hush hymn Isaac Watts James Montgomery Jesus John Bowring John Ellerton John G John Keble John Newton life's light Lord mercy morning never night o'er pain peace Philip Doddridge praise prayer Reginald Heber rest rise Robert Grant roll saints Samuel Longfellow Saviour shadows shine shore sigh sing skies smile song sorrow soul Spirit stars storm stream strife sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thy love toil veil Whittier William Cowper wings worship
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Page 81 - So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore.
Page 85 - Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green : So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
Page 94 - And so beside the silent sea I wait the muffled oar; No harm from him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where his islands lift Their fronded palms in air; I only know I cannot drift Beyond his love and care.
Page 67 - 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.
Page 85 - Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire, ascending, seeks the sun ; Both speed them to their source : So a soul, that's born of God, Pants to view His glorious face, Upward tends to His abode, To rest in His embrace.
Page 58 - THERE is a book, who runs may read, Which heavenly truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that book, to show How God Himself is found.
Page 22 - O'er this benighted soul of mine. 4 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.
Page 36 - Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say, That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite ! Praise God, from whom all blessings flow!
Page 70 - And ye, beneath life's crushing load Whose forms are bending low ; Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow, — Look now ! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing; O, rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing.
Page 64 - 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.