Heber's hymns illustrated [from designs engr. under the direction of J.D. Cooper]. |
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Adbent adore angels Ascension Day beneath breast bud is cropt call'd children of pleasure cool Siloam's shady coral strand cropt by martyrdom death Didst dreadful E. M. WIMPERIS faith feeble feet Finial Fourth Sunday glorious glory grave grown old H Saviour H. C. SELOUS hath hear and save heart heavenly hell holy hope Hosanna Jerusalem Jesus joy in Heaven KENNEDY W. J. ALLEN King light Lions roaring call LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS Lord Marriage at Cana mercy mortal nature's praise pray prayer Quinquagesima Sunday Second Sunday seek Thy Septuagesima Sunday Sexagesima Siloam's shady rill Sixth Sunday snare sorrow soul stand ye idle Stephen's Day Storm Sunday after Epiphany Sunday after Epiphany.-No Sunday after Trinity Sunday in Adbent.-No Sunday in Advent Sunday in Lent sweet Third Sunday Thou hast Thy bounteous Thy grace thy slumbering infancy Trinity Sunday watch'd thy slumbering wild WILFRED LAWSON wings world is grown
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Side 15 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Side 19 - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
Side 83 - 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.
Side 51 - Holy, holy, holy ! Though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art holy, there is none beside Thee, Perfect in...
Side 82 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Side 16 - Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gifts would His favor secure ; Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
Side 86 - GOD, that madest earth and heaven, darkness and light; who the day for toil hast given, for rest the night; may thine angel-guards defend us, slumber sweet thy mercy send us, holy dreams and hopes attend us, this livelong night.
Side 85 - BREAD of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By Whom th.e words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead ; 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed ; And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed.
Side 4 - IN the sun, and moon, and stars, Signs and wonders there shall be ; Earth shall quake with inward wars, Nations with perplexity. 2 Soon shall ocean's hoary deep, Tossed with stronger tempests, rise ; Darker storms the mountain sweep, Redder lightning rend the skies. 3 Evil thoughts shall shake the proud, Racking doubt and restless fear ; And amid the thunder-cloud Shall the Judge of men appear.
Side 56 - Lord, thy guests away. 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain ; Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost : Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.