The Church Praise Book: a Selection of Hymns and Tunes for Christian Worship

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Melancthon Woolsey Stryker, Hubert Platt Main, Theodore Frelinghuysen Seward
Biglow & Main, 1887 - Hymns, English - 414 pages

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OCLC Number: 942480
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Hymns, English.
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Page 92 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die!
Page 4 - Then, with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Beth-El I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee. Nearer to Thee!
Page 80 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me, on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
Page 303 - Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, . The Christian's native air ; His watchword at the gates of death; He enters heaven with prayer. 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice And cry,
Page 69 - And the third day he rose again according to the Scriptures, And ascended into heaven, And sitteth on the right hand of the Father. And he shall come again with glory to judge both the quick and the dead : Whose kingdom shall have no end.
Page 115 - Thou who didst come to bring, On Thy redeeming wing, Healing and sight. Health to the sick in mind. Sight to the inly blind, Oh, now to all mankind Let there be light!
Page 189 - Sons of men, and angels say; Raise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done ; Fought the fight, the battle won : Lo ! our Sun's eclipse is o'er ; Lo ! He sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; Christ hath burst the gates of hell ; Death in vain forbids His rise ; Christ hath opened Paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King ; Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Page 265 - GRANT, 1838. ~\T 7HEN gathering clouds around I view, * * And days are dark, and friends are few, On Him I lean, who not in vain Experienced every human pain : He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears.
Page 280 - Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought; But when I see Thee as Thou art, I'll praise Thee as I ought. 6 Till then I would Thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath : And may the music of Thy Name Refresh my soul in death ! 1 017 [~i fio"!

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