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Christian poets. I. ANTIENT : TRANSLATIONS : MORAVIAN : & c . & c . B COCEED OLY Jesus , in whose name Thou hast bid -Antient: Translations, PAGE.
Christian poets. I. ANTIENT : TRANSLATIONS : MORAVIAN : & c . & c . B COCEED OLY Jesus , in whose name Thou hast bid -Antient: Translations, PAGE.
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Christian poets. COCEED OLY Jesus , in whose name Thou hast bid Thy servants claim Of the Father's love , to grant All the good they wish or want ; Trusting in Thy name alone , Draw we near Thy Father's throne . Holy Jesus , at whose ...
Christian poets. COCEED OLY Jesus , in whose name Thou hast bid Thy servants claim Of the Father's love , to grant All the good they wish or want ; Trusting in Thy name alone , Draw we near Thy Father's throne . Holy Jesus , at whose ...
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... hast Thou from Thy Father's bosom come , Thyself the sacrifice Dimly shadow'd of old ! But why thus laid upon the cold dank ground , Oh , why that look of fearful agony , While on Thy wan worn frame Thy blood stands , drop by drop ? It ...
... hast Thou from Thy Father's bosom come , Thyself the sacrifice Dimly shadow'd of old ! But why thus laid upon the cold dank ground , Oh , why that look of fearful agony , While on Thy wan worn frame Thy blood stands , drop by drop ? It ...
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... hast in mind , An avenger shalt thou find . Christ is now at hand , behold , Who His power defieth ? Where is now pursuer bold ? On the earth he lieth : And Christ's armed foe e'en now Shall as Christ's meek herald go . He , who , fill ...
... hast in mind , An avenger shalt thou find . Christ is now at hand , behold , Who His power defieth ? Where is now pursuer bold ? On the earth he lieth : And Christ's armed foe e'en now Shall as Christ's meek herald go . He , who , fill ...
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abide Almighty angels Art thou bear behold beneath blessing blest bliss blood boundless breast breath bright calm child Christ clouds coral strand darkness dead death divine doth dwell earth eternal everlasting everlasting love evermore eyes face faith false Earth Father fear feet flame Gethsemane give glorious glory grace gracious grief hand hath hear heart heaven Heaven's gate heavenly hell holy hope immortal Jesus life's light live Lord love possess love Thee meek mourn never night o'er pain Paraclete peace plead prayer PSALM reign rest rise sacred saints Satan Saviour shalt shine sigh sinners sins skies sleep smile Songs of praise sorrow soul spirit stand strength sweet SWEET day tears THAMES DITTON Thine Thou art Thou didst Thou hast thought throne Thy love Thy mercy Thy name tower of refuge UNTO voice weep wings word
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Page 343 - Friend after friend departs ; Who hath not lost a friend? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end.
Page 54 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on Kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Page 265 - ONE there is, above all others, Well deserves the name of Friend; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end: They who once His kindness prove, Find it everlasting love.
Page 227 - 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 353 - GO to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's power, Your Redeemer's conflict see, Watch with him one bitter hour ; Turn not from his griefs away, Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.
Page 322 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set - but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!
Page 355 - 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 236 - 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. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave.
Page 292 - Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign ! 727 Psalm 60.
Page 68 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?