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... KING 45 6 WHEN GOD AT FIRST MADE MAN 47 6 دو SWEETEST SAVIOUR , IF MY SOUL 48 Sandys . Shirley . Quarles . " GOD IS OUR REFUGE , OUR STRONG TOWER 50 ( THE GLORIES OF OUR BLOOD AND STATE 52 WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH THE DAY IS COME 54 AH ...
... KING 45 6 WHEN GOD AT FIRST MADE MAN 47 6 دو SWEETEST SAVIOUR , IF MY SOUL 48 Sandys . Shirley . Quarles . " GOD IS OUR REFUGE , OUR STRONG TOWER 50 ( THE GLORIES OF OUR BLOOD AND STATE 52 WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH THE DAY IS COME 54 AH ...
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... , Son , Spirit ; Maker , Lord , and King ; - Glory to Thee , when earth and heav'n have gone , And everlasting time his course hath run . MARY , THE MOTHER OF JESUS . By the cross AND THOU ART GROWING UP, O CHILD DIVINE.
... , Son , Spirit ; Maker , Lord , and King ; - Glory to Thee , when earth and heav'n have gone , And everlasting time his course hath run . MARY , THE MOTHER OF JESUS . By the cross AND THOU ART GROWING UP, O CHILD DIVINE.
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... King . How vast the mercy and the love Which laid our sins on Thee , And led Thee to a cruel death , To set Thy people free ! But now the bonds of death are burst , The ransom hath been paid ; And Thou art , on Thy FATHER's throne , In ...
... King . How vast the mercy and the love Which laid our sins on Thee , And led Thee to a cruel death , To set Thy people free ! But now the bonds of death are burst , The ransom hath been paid ; And Thou art , on Thy FATHER's throne , In ...
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... King of Saints His work surveys ; Marks the dear souls He calls His own , And smiles on that peculiar race . He rests well pleased their toil to see ; Beneath His easy yoke they move , With all their heart and strength agree In the ...
... King of Saints His work surveys ; Marks the dear souls He calls His own , And smiles on that peculiar race . He rests well pleased their toil to see ; Beneath His easy yoke they move , With all their heart and strength agree In the ...
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... confess their own . O then ! what interest shall I make , With whom shall I my refuge take , When the most just have cause to quake ? Thou mighty , formidable King , Thou mercy's unexhausted spring THE LAST LOUD TRUMPET'S WONDROUS SOUND.
... confess their own . O then ! what interest shall I make , With whom shall I my refuge take , When the most just have cause to quake ? Thou mighty , formidable King , Thou mercy's unexhausted spring THE LAST LOUD TRUMPET'S WONDROUS SOUND.
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abide Almighty angels Art thou bear behold beneath blessing blest bliss blood boundless breast breath bright calm child Christ clouds coral strand darkness dead death divine doth dwell earth eternal everlasting everlasting love evermore eyes face faith false Earth Father fear feet flame Gethsemane give glorious glory grace gracious grief hand hath hear heart heaven Heaven's gate heavenly hell holy hope immortal Jesus life's light live Lord love possess love Thee meek mourn never night o'er pain Paraclete peace plead prayer PSALM reign rest rise sacred saints Satan Saviour shalt shine sigh sinners sins skies sleep smile Songs of praise sorrow soul spirit stand strength sweet SWEET day tears THAMES DITTON Thine Thou art Thou didst Thou hast thought throne Thy love Thy mercy Thy name tower of refuge UNTO voice weep wings word
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343 ÆäÀÌÁö - Friend after friend departs ; Who hath not lost a friend? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end.
54 ÆäÀÌÁö - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on Kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
265 ÆäÀÌÁö - ONE there is, above all others, Well deserves the name of Friend; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end: They who once His kindness prove, Find it everlasting love.
227 ÆäÀÌÁö - FOR a closer walk with God ! A calm and heavenly frame ! A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb...
353 ÆäÀÌÁö - GO to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's power, Your Redeemer's conflict see, Watch with him one bitter hour ; Turn not from his griefs away, Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.
322 ÆäÀÌÁö - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set - but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!
355 ÆäÀÌÁö - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
236 ÆäÀÌÁö - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming Love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave.
292 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 ! 727 Psalm 60.
68 ÆäÀÌÁö - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?