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... SWEET DAY , SO COOL , SO CALM , SO BRIGHT ( MY STOCK LIES DEAD , AND NO INCREASE THROW AWAY THY ROD . PAGE . 35 . 37 39 ¡¤ 40 41 43 6 TEACH ME , MY GOD AND KING 45 6 WHEN GOD AT FIRST MADE MAN 47 6 دو SWEETEST SAVIOUR , IF MY SOUL 48 ...
... SWEET DAY , SO COOL , SO CALM , SO BRIGHT ( MY STOCK LIES DEAD , AND NO INCREASE THROW AWAY THY ROD . PAGE . 35 . 37 39 ¡¤ 40 41 43 6 TEACH ME , MY GOD AND KING 45 6 WHEN GOD AT FIRST MADE MAN 47 6 دو SWEETEST SAVIOUR , IF MY SOUL 48 ...
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... SWEET THE NAME OF JESUS SOUNDS 253 " IN VAIN OUR FANCY STRIVES TO PAINT 255 33 6 ,, I ASKED THE LORD , THAT I MIGHT GROW 257 < THAT MAN NO GUARD OR WEAPON NEEDS 259 93 6 OFT AS THE BELL , WITH SOLEMN TOLL 261 " QUIET , LORD , MY FROWARD ...
... SWEET THE NAME OF JESUS SOUNDS 253 " IN VAIN OUR FANCY STRIVES TO PAINT 255 33 6 ,, I ASKED THE LORD , THAT I MIGHT GROW 257 < THAT MAN NO GUARD OR WEAPON NEEDS 259 93 6 OFT AS THE BELL , WITH SOLEMN TOLL 261 " QUIET , LORD , MY FROWARD ...
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... SWEET SHALL BE THE INCENSE OF MY PRAYER 317 Tuir . < O YE , WHO , WITH THE SILENT TEAR ¡¤ 318 CHILD OF THE DUST ! IF E'er thine eye • 319 Alrs . Bemans . * Leaves have their time to fall C I HEAR THEE SPEAK OF A BETTER LAND 321 323 ...
... SWEET SHALL BE THE INCENSE OF MY PRAYER 317 Tuir . < O YE , WHO , WITH THE SILENT TEAR ¡¤ 318 CHILD OF THE DUST ! IF E'er thine eye • 319 Alrs . Bemans . * Leaves have their time to fall C I HEAR THEE SPEAK OF A BETTER LAND 321 323 ...
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... SWEET IS THE PRAYER , WHOSE HOLY STREAM THE WORLD WITH STONES INSTEAD OF BREAD WHO LAUGHS AT SIN , LAUGHS AT HIS MAKER'S FROWNS 6 THRICE COMFORTABLE HOPE JERUSALEM , MY HAPPY HOME ' GOD'S S FURNACE DOTH IN ZION STAND 6 LEFT IN HER ...
... SWEET IS THE PRAYER , WHOSE HOLY STREAM THE WORLD WITH STONES INSTEAD OF BREAD WHO LAUGHS AT SIN , LAUGHS AT HIS MAKER'S FROWNS 6 THRICE COMFORTABLE HOPE JERUSALEM , MY HAPPY HOME ' GOD'S S FURNACE DOTH IN ZION STAND 6 LEFT IN HER ...
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... sweet labour of His love . His eye at once the world looks through , A vast uncultivated field ; Mountains and vales in ghastly show , A barren , uncouth prospect yield : Clear'd of the thorns by civil care , A few less hideous wastes ...
... sweet labour of His love . His eye at once the world looks through , A vast uncultivated field ; Mountains and vales in ghastly show , A barren , uncouth prospect yield : Clear'd of the thorns by civil care , A few less hideous wastes ...
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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?