Mr. Pipes and Psalms and Hymns of the Reformation

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Christian Liberty Press, 2000 - 240ÆäÀÌÁö
This novel is the second book in the Mr. Pipes series which provides teens with an engaging study of the historical backgrounds of several hymns from the Reformation era. Annie and Drew continue their adventures with Mr. Pipes as they retrace the steps of some of the great hymn writers of the sixteenth century. Grades 7-10.

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Martin Luther 14831546
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Philipp Nicolai 15561608
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Johann Michael Altenburg 15841640
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Johann Heermann 15851647
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Paul Gerhardt 16071676
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Johann Franck 16181677
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Joachim Neander 16501680
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Martin Rinkart 15861649
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Johann Schiitz 16401690
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John Calvin 15091564
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The Enduring Psalter
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215 ÆäÀÌÁö - The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
228 ÆäÀÌÁö - How amiable are thy tabernacles,- O Lord of hosts ! " My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth, for the courts of the Lord ; my heart and, my flesh crieth out for the living God.
41 ÆäÀÌÁö - A mighty fortress is our God, A bulwark never failing; Our helper He amid the flood Of mortal ills prevailing; For still our ancient foe Doth seek to work us woe; His craft and power are great, And armed with cruel hate, On earth is not his equal.
171 ÆäÀÌÁö - NOW thank we all our God, With heart and hands and voices! Who wondrous things hath done, In Whom His world rejoices; Who from our mother's arms Hath blessed us on our. way With countless gifts of love ; And still is ours to-day.
216 ÆäÀÌÁö - For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure.
20 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who so beset him round With dismal stories, Do but themselves confound; His strength the more is. No lion can him fright, He'll with a giant fight, But he will have a right To be a pilgrim.
69 ÆäÀÌÁö - Fear not, O little flock, the foe Who madly seeks your overthrow, Dread not his rage and power: What though your courage sometimes faints, His seeming triumph o'er God's saints Lasts but a little hour.
171 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who from our mother's arms Hath bless'd us on our way With countless gifts of love, And still is ours to-day. O may this bounteous God Through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts And blessed peace to cheer us ; And keep us in His grace, And guide us when perplex'd, And free us from all ills In this world and the next.
158 ÆäÀÌÁö - Praise to the Lord! the Almighty, the King of Creation! O my soul, praise him, for he is thy health and salvation! All ye who hear, now to his temple draw near, join me in glad adoration. A. Praise to the Lord!

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