A Liturgy with a Collection of Hymns and Chants: For the Use of Sunday SchoolsA. Tompkins, 1860 - 179 sider |
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A Liturgy with a Collection of Hymns and Chants: For the Use of Sunday Schools Lombard James Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2013 |
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ALICE CARY Amen angels ATHER in Heaven barque bless Thee blest breath bright bring C. M. SAWYER CHARLES MACKAY Chil child Christ our Lord dear death divine earth faith Father fear flower forgive glad grace GRACE GREENWOOD gracious grant hand happy harp hath hearts heavenly JAMES LOMBARD Jesus Christ joyful joyous keep King of glory light of Thy lips live love Thee lowly meek mercy endureth mind morning night o'er Praise the Lord pray Thee prayer Psalm pure rejoice Sabbath Sabbath School salvation Saviour School seek serve Thee shawms shine sins smile song songs of praise soul strength Supt Supt.-And Supt.-O Supt.-Thou sweet taught teach Teacher thank Thee Thee to bless Thee to hear THEODORE TILTON Thine things Thou art Thou shalt thoughts Thy blessing Thy love Thy name Thy peace Thy truth Thy word unto the Lord voice
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Side 67 - NOW upon the first day of the week, very early in the morning, they came unto the sepulchre, bringing the spices which they had prepared, and certain others with them.
Side 164 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...
Side 62 - And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them ; and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not : for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day, in the city of David, a Saviour, who is Christ the Lord.
Side 148 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love : I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.
Side 121 - LIFT your glad voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man cannot die. Vain were the terrors that gathered around him, And short the dominion of death and the grave ; He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound him. Resplendent in glory, to live and to save. Loud was the chorus of angels on high, ' The Saviour hath risen, and man shall not die.* 2 Glory to God, in full anthems of joy ; The being he gave us, death cannot destroy.
Side 76 - If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable. But now is Christ risen from the dead, and become the first fruits of them that slept. For since by man came death, by man came also the resurrection of the dead. For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive.
Side 114 - The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply ; And greet, from all their holy heights, The day-spring from on high. O'er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm, And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm.
Side 70 - These wait all upon thee; that thou mayest give them their meat in due season.
Side 171 - O praise the Lord, ye angels of his, ye that excel in strength, ye that fulfil his commandment, and hearken unto the voice of his words. O praise the Lord, all ye his hosts, ye servants of his that do his pleasure. O speak good of the Lord, all ye works of his, in all places of his dominion : praise thou the Lord, O my soul.
Side 171 - Psalm ciii. pRAISE the LORD, O my soul ; and all that is within me, praise his holy Name. Praise the LORD, 0 my soul, and forget not all his benefits...