Hymns and Songs of Praise for Public and Social Worship

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Roswell Dwight Hitchcock, Zachary Eddy, Philip Schaff
A.S. Barnes, 1874 - Hymns, English - 603 pages
 

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Page 265 - 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 314 - 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 268 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road, That leads me to the Lamb.
Page 538 - Their line is gone out through all the earth, And their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun...
Page 45 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord ! art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Page 268 - CM 1 OH ! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, — A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb...
Page 265 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want, More than all in thee I find ! Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind ; Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness ; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Page 28 - PRAISE the Lord ! ye heavens, adore him, Praise him, angels in the height; Sun and moon, rejoice before him ; Praise him, all ye stars of light ! 2 Praise the Lord — for he hath spoken ; Worlds his mighty voice obeyed ; Laws which never shall be broken, For their guidance he hath made.
Page 198 - Dear dying Lamb ! Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Page 26 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create and he destroy. 2 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.

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