A selection of hymns and poetry, compiled chiefly for the use of the Friends' Sabbath schools, Liverpool, 111 tomas1863 - 151 psl. |
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... Death of a scholar Do I love the Lord ? .. Early dedication 19 54 12 14 140 : 6 9 17 75 119 120 44 74 147 24 Discouraged because of the way 103 130 107 Early religion 43 Early will I seek Thee 88 Faith 91 Fellowship 4 ... Forgiveness of ...
... Death of a scholar Do I love the Lord ? .. Early dedication 19 54 12 14 140 : 6 9 17 75 119 120 44 74 147 24 Discouraged because of the way 103 130 107 Early religion 43 Early will I seek Thee 88 Faith 91 Fellowship 4 ... Forgiveness of ...
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... death of a christian 127 On the approaching spring 60 Onward ! 90 Our Father who art in heaven 42 Peace anthem 41 Peace , be still 2 Praise from all mankind 28 Praise for daily mercies 76 ... 77 106 104 108 Prayer for protection Prayer ...
... death of a christian 127 On the approaching spring 60 Onward ! 90 Our Father who art in heaven 42 Peace anthem 41 Peace , be still 2 Praise from all mankind 28 Praise for daily mercies 76 ... 77 106 104 108 Prayer for protection Prayer ...
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... death The land which no mortal may know The miracle of Bethesda The orphans The pilot The song of Miriam The star of Bethlehem The star of Bethlehem The swallows The sweet story of old The temperance crusade The value of time Thy will ...
... death The land which no mortal may know The miracle of Bethesda The orphans The pilot The song of Miriam The star of Bethlehem The star of Bethlehem The swallows The sweet story of old The temperance crusade The value of time Thy will ...
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... to bless ; Ills have no weight , and tears no bitterness : Where is death's sting , where , grave , thy victory ? I triumph still , if Thou abide with me . SABBATH EVENING . - L . M. Again we've passed 4 HYMNS AND POETRY .
... to bless ; Ills have no weight , and tears no bitterness : Where is death's sting , where , grave , thy victory ? I triumph still , if Thou abide with me . SABBATH EVENING . - L . M. Again we've passed 4 HYMNS AND POETRY .
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... death shall wake , I may of endless life partake . Lord , I my vows to Thee renew , Disperse my sins as morning dew ; Guard my first springs of thought and will , And with Thyself my spirit fill . Direct , control , suggest , this day ...
... death shall wake , I may of endless life partake . Lord , I my vows to Thee renew , Disperse my sins as morning dew ; Guard my first springs of thought and will , And with Thyself my spirit fill . Direct , control , suggest , this day ...
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angels Art Thou blest breath bright brother child Christ coral strand crystal spring dark dear death dwell earth eternal eyes Father fear flowers forgiven gentle give glorious glory God's gone grace grief hand happy happy land hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hosannas hour humble Jerusalem Jesus joyful kind to thy labour Lamb Lamb of God land life's light Little children live LIVERPOOL look Lord love Thee lowly meek mercy morning mortal may know mother neath never night o'er Onward peace poor praise pray prayer rest rise Rock of ages Sabbath SABBATH SCHOOL Saviour seek shining sing sinners sins skies smile song sorrow soul spirit star star of Bethlehem Suffer the children sweet taught teach tears tell There's Thine things Thou art thou may'st thought throne tree trust truth Twas Twill unto voice weary wisdom word worship
Populiarios ištraukos
27 psl. - Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime, Where life is not a breath ; Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward...
58 psl. - Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be ? " " How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they? I pray you tell.
50 psl. - How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower...
96 psl. - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.
14 psl. - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
59 psl. - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." " How many are you, then," said I, " If they two are in heaven ?" Quick was the little Maid's reply,
51 psl. - Not there, not there, my child! Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise, . And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ? Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas, Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze, And strange bright birds on their starry wings, Bear the rich hues of all glorious things? Not there, not there, my child!
57 psl. - SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be? " " How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
144 psl. - 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.
86 psl. - If thou shouldst call me to resign What most I prize — it ne'er was mine ; I only yield thee what is thine —