Joy Bells for the Sunday School: A Collection of Sparkling Gems, Embracing Many Contributions by the Best Writers of Sacred Song

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William Augustine Ogden
W.W. Whitney, 1878 - Hymns - 160 pages
 

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Page 159 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares.
Page 158 - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
Page 155 - Sweet hour of prayer ! That calls me from a world of care, And bids me at my Father's throne, Make all my wants and wishes known ; In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief, And oft escaped the tempter's snare By thy return, sweet hour of prayer.
Page 160 - Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
Page 155 - 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 155 - I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! There let the way appear, Steps unto heaven; All that Thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!
Page 160 - I'm constrained to be ! Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee : Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; Prone to leave the God I love ; Here's my heart, oh take and seal it, Seal it from Thy courts above.
Page 155 - For her my tears shall fall ; For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end.
Page 155 - Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
Page 157 - COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love and power : He is able, He is willing ; doubt no more.

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