Church Harmonies: A Collection of Hymns and Tunes for the Use of Congregations |
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adore ALICE CARY angels ANON beams behold beneath bless blest bliss breast breath BREVIARY bright calm cheer Christ cloud COLL crown dark dear death divine DODDRIDGE Doxology dwell earth earthly eternal everlasting evermore eyes faith Father fear give glad song gloom glorious God's gospel gracious Hallelujah hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour humble Hymn Jesus King Lamb of God let thy light live Lord love divine MASON mighty MONTGOMERY morning never night o'er path peace pray prayer rapture Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise Sabbath sacred saints salvation Saviour shine sing skies songs of praise sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears tempests thee thine thou art thou hast thought thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy praise thy presence thy throne thy word toil tongue trust truth voice WATTS weary worship ye saints
Popular passages
Page 100 - Thou wilt not leave us in the dust: Thou madest man, he knows not why ; He thinks he was not made to die; And thou hast made him : thou art just. Thou seemest human and divine, The highest, holiest manhood, thou: Our wills are ours, we know not how; Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
Page 162 - 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 103 - 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 ; Oh, receive my soul at last...
Page 163 - PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire Uttered or unexpressed; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. Prayer is the burden of a sigh The falling of a tear; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Page 262 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! ODE TO MERCY.
Page 61 - His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 105 - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
Page 69 - His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed. He brought us to his fold again.
Page 126 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Page 108 - He comes with succor speedy, To those who suffer wrong ; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong ; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and dying, Were precious in his sight.