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... Morning . L. M. [ By BISHOP KEN , of England , born 1667 , died 1711. Written for the Win- chester School . The last stanza has probably been sung more frequently than any other four lines in the language , and is , by some of the best ...
... Morning . L. M. [ By BISHOP KEN , of England , born 1667 , died 1711. Written for the Win- chester School . The last stanza has probably been sung more frequently than any other four lines in the language , and is , by some of the best ...
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... morning breaks , the shadows flee , Pure , universal Love Thou art ; In vain I have not wept nor strove ; Thy nature and Thy name is Love . Invocation . P. M. [ The national British song of " God Save the King , " appeared first in the ...
... morning breaks , the shadows flee , Pure , universal Love Thou art ; In vain I have not wept nor strove ; Thy nature and Thy name is Love . Invocation . P. M. [ The national British song of " God Save the King , " appeared first in the ...
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... Morning Star , bid darkness flee . 4 Ashamed of Jesus ! - that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend ; No ! when I blush be this my shame That I no more revere His Name . 5 Ashamed of Jesus ! - yes , I may , When I've no guilt ...
... Morning Star , bid darkness flee . 4 Ashamed of Jesus ! - that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend ; No ! when I blush be this my shame That I no more revere His Name . 5 Ashamed of Jesus ! - yes , I may , When I've no guilt ...
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... shining more and more Unto the perfect day . 6 Spirit of truth , be Thou , In life and death , our guide : O Spirit of adoption ! now May we be sanctified . 55 56 Sunday Morning . [ By Dr. WATTS . 44 53 , 54 ] HYMNS .
... shining more and more Unto the perfect day . 6 Spirit of truth , be Thou , In life and death , our guide : O Spirit of adoption ! now May we be sanctified . 55 56 Sunday Morning . [ By Dr. WATTS . 44 53 , 54 ] HYMNS .
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55 56 Sunday Morning . [ By Dr. WATTS . ] C. M. LORD , in the morning Thou shalt hear My voice ascending high : To Thee will I direct my prayer , To Thee lift up mine eye : - 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone , To plead for all His ...
55 56 Sunday Morning . [ By Dr. WATTS . ] C. M. LORD , in the morning Thou shalt hear My voice ascending high : To Thee will I direct my prayer , To Thee lift up mine eye : - 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone , To plead for all His ...
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236 ÆäÀÌÁö - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
221 ÆäÀÌÁö - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
26 ÆäÀÌÁö - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
191 ÆäÀÌÁö - Amen, so let it be : Life from the dead is in that word ; 'Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
231 ÆäÀÌÁö - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
88 ÆäÀÌÁö - Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
54 ÆäÀÌÁö - Then with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
113 ÆäÀÌÁö - I heard the voice of Jesus say, 'Behold, I freely give The living water; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live': I came to Jesus and I drank Of that life-giving stream; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in him. I heard the voice of Jesus say, 'I am this dark world's light; Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright...
190 ÆäÀÌÁö - Friend after friend departs ; Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end.
254 ÆäÀÌÁö - It was my guide, my light, my all, it bade my dark forebodings cease ; and through the storm and danger's thrall it led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored — my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, for ever and for evermore, the Star— The Star of Bethlehem...