Hymns for the Use of the Methodist Episcopal Church

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Carlton & Porter, 1849 - 744 páginas

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Página 416 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne, We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, — Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes ; Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
Página 73 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed ! Great David's greater Son ! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free ; To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Página 350 - Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long, unwearied, sing High praise to the eternal King.
Página 574 - 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.
Página 508 - The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee.
Página 5 - From all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word, Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Página 437 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Página 1 - 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,
Página 85 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.
Página 141 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing ; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night.

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