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" This for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. "
Hymns and their tunes, selected for public and private worship [by C.P.]. - 42 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: Hymns - 1852
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The Christian guardian (and Church of England magazine).

1842
...Should my tears for ever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, This for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and thou alone ! In my hand no price I bring; Simply to thy cross I cling. And let us not forget that when Christ speaks pardon and peace to our souls, he always intends...
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The Psalms and Hymns: With the Catechism, Confession of Faith and Liturgy of ...

Reformed Church in America, John Henry Livingston - 1814 - 696 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Should my tears forever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, This for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone : In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eye-lids close m death, When I rise to worlds unknown,...
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The Christian Philosopher Triumphing Over Death: A Narrative of [...] the ...

Newmann Hall - 1819 - 242 ÆäÀÌÁö
...always listened with great interest. Most fully did he respond to the sentiment of the third verse— " In my hand no price I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling : Naked, come to Thee for dress ; Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; Leprous, to the fountain...
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The Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine

1876 - 1204 ÆäÀÌÁö
...tremulous tones give utterance to the words : " While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyes shall close in death, When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold Thee on Thy throne, Bock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee." Again and again, throughout her illness, when...
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The Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine

1858 - 1194 ÆäÀÌÁö
...tean for ever flow, Could my zeal no languor know. These for sin could not atone ; Tuou must nave, and Thou alone : In my hand no price I bring. Simply to Thy cross I cliug." WJIIGHT SHOVELTON. IT is now about two years since I became acquainted with the subject of...
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The Wesleyan-Methodist Magazine

1865 - 1194 ÆäÀÌÁö
...before mo. Praise the Lord II thought I was going homo." With a voice faltering in death she sang, — " When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold Thee on Thy throne, Hock of Ages, cleft for me. Let me hide myself in Thee." Thus lived and died one who was truly a "...
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A collection of Psalms and hymns, chiefly designed for public worship ...

1825 - 260 ÆäÀÌÁö
...tears for ever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, This for sin could not atone ; " '.'," Thou must save, and Thou alone ; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eyelids close in death, When I rise to worlds...
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The Congregational magazine [formerly The London Christian instructor]., 7±Ç

1843 - 1028 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Could my tears for ever flow, Could my zeal no languor know, These for si a could not atone; Thou must save, and thou alone ; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling ;' ' Thy righteousness wearing, and cleansed by thy blood, Bold shall I appear in the presence...
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The Christian Psalmist: Or, Hymns, Selected and Original, with an ...

James Montgomery - 1825 - 482 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Should my tears for ever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, This for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and Thou alone ; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eye-lids close in death, When I rise to worlds...
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A Selection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of St. Michael's Church in Cambridge

1825 - 232 ÆäÀÌÁö
...thee for dress ; Foul, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy Cross I cling: While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eye-strings break in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See thee on thy judgment-throne. Rock...
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