The Hymnal of the Reformed Church in the United States: A Selection of Hymns and Tunes for Christian WorshipPublishing House of the Reformed Church, 1890 - 375 sidor |
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A-men abide adore Alleluia angels Anne Steele behold BIGLOW & MAIN bless blest bliss blood breath bright Charles Wesley Christ Christopher Wordsworth cross crown dark dear death didst DITSON divine dwell earth eternal everlasting evermore eyes faith Father fear foes give glad glorious gracious grief H. F. Lyte Hail hath hear heart heaven heavenly hope Horatius Bonar Hosanna Hymn Isaac Watts Je-sus Jesus JOSEPH HAYDN joyful King Lamb Lamb of God let Thy light live Lord LOWELL MASON luia mighty night o'er peace Philip Doddridge pray prayer Ray Palmer Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Saviour SCHWING shine sing sinners sins song sorrow soul Spirit sweet tears Tell Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy grace Thy love Thy name Thy praise Thy throne Thy word tongues Trans triumph unto voice weary wonders ye saints
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Sida 74 - Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee, whose Blood can cleanse each spot O Lamb of God, I come...
Sida 287 - 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.
Sida 236 - His gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame ; Gird up your loins as in His sight, For awful is His Name. 3 Watch ! 'tis your Lord's command, And while we speak He's near • Mark the first signal of His hand, And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he, In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crowned.
Sida 181 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my Guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside.
Sida 277 - Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in Heaven above. Amen.
Sida 205 - DISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, -" Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven, thy native place : Sun and moon and stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above. 2 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.
Sida 148 - Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
Sida 216 - Lo, such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.
Sida 259 - The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
Sida 231 - 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, ' To be exalted thus ;' 'Worthy the Lamb,' our lips reply,