Philip Phillips's Hallowed songs, from all sources. Words only. Complete edPhilip Phillips 1874 |
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
angel band angels beautiful land Blessed blest bliss blood breast bright by-and-by cease cheer Chorus Chorus.-I Christ cross crown dark dear death divine dwell earth eternal ev'ry everlasting song eyes faith Fanny Crosby Father fear flow fountain freely friends gates glad song glorious glory happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly help me sing holy hymns immortal band joyful Joyfully King Lamb Lamb of God land on high light live Lord love divine meet mercy morning mortal ne'er nearer my home never Nevermore night o'er peace PHILIP PHILLIPS pilgrim praise pray prayer rapturous Redeemer reign rest rise river saints salvation Saviour Saviour bleed shalt shining shore sing sinners skies song sorrow soul spirit stand Sweet land tears Thee There's Thine Thou art throne Thy grace Thy love to-day triumph voice waiting Watts weary weep Wesley Zion Zion's Он
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 49 - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
الصفحة 219 - The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
الصفحة 126 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, " To be exalted thus :" — " Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
الصفحة 224 - Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy. Six days shalt thou labour, and do all thy work : but the seventh day is the sabbath of the LORD thy God : in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy manservant, nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates...
الصفحة 178 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God : All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet ? Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
الصفحة 13 - Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes ! Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies ! Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee ; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!
الصفحة 31 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...
الصفحة 7 - 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.
الصفحة 124 - Jesus! the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace.
الصفحة 19 - Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee: E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to Thee.