Good-will Songs: A Compilation of Hymns and Tunes : Original, Selected and Arranged for Praise and Prayer Meetings and Stated Church Service
Universalist Publishing House, 1892 - 157 páginas
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angels Anon bear bless blest breath bright calm Christ Christian clouds comes cross crown dark dear death deep divine earth eternal eyes face fair faith fall Father fear feel feet flow follow Friend give glad glorious glory God's grace grief grow hand hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour Hymns Jesus keep King land lead life's lift light live Look Lord meet morn mountains Nearer never night o'er opposite pass path peace permission praise prayer rest rise round Saviour seek shades shine sight sing skies song sorrow soul sound speed Spirit stand star strength sweet Take tears tell thee thine things Thou art thought thro throne thy love trust truth turn voice wait waters weary wings
Página 6 - When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me: Lo! it glows with peace and joy.
Página 95 - Watchman, tell us of the night : Higher yet that star ascends. Traveller, blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth ? Traveller, ages are its own : See ! it bursts o'er all the earth.
Página 44 - Abide with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; 0 Thou Who changest not, abide with me.
Página 12 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me, on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
Página 125 - 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 power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty...
Página 115 - I dare not choose my lot; I would not, if I might ; Choose Thou for me, my God ; So shall I walk aright.
Página 44 - Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
Página 15 - Hark ! from the midnight hills around, A voice, of more than mortal sound, In distant hallelujahs stole, Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul.