Songs for the Sanctuary: Or, Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship

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Barnes, 1870 - 845 páginas
 

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Página 329 - Other refuge have I none ; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee : Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.
Página 762 - One thing have I desired of the LORD, that will I seek after ; that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the LORD, and to inquire in his temple. 5 For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion : in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me ; he shall set me up upon a rock.
Página 93 - Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty; Hold me with thy powerful hand ; Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open thou the crystal fountain Whence the healing streams do flow ; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through ; Strong Deliverer, Be thou still my Strength and Shield.
Página 329 - Plenteous grace with thee is found — Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound ; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art ; Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up within my heart ; Rise to all eternity.
Página 153 - 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.
Página 200 - IN the Cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time : All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
Página 433 - NEARER, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be, — Nearer, my God, to Thee...
Página 168 - 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 246 - T'HERE is a fountain filled with blood -*. Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. '2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear, dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more.
Página 161 - Lord, by thee. 2 Thou art the Truth, thy word alone True wisdom can impart ; Thou only canst inform the mind And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life, the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm, And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ; Grant us that way to know, That truth to keep, that life to win, Whose *joys eternal flow.

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