Bright Jewels for the Sunday School: A New Collection of Sunday School Songs Written Expressly for this Work, Many of which are the Latest Compositions of William B. Bradbury, and Have Never Before Been Published

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Biglow & Main, 1869 - 160 من الصفحات
 

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الصفحة 157 - Jesus' blood; Give every burdened soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. 644 8s, 7s & 4s. T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, •*-* Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace ; O refresh us, : Travelling through this wilderness.
الصفحة 154 - 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!
الصفحة 157 - I love, by faith, to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven ; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driven. 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, And lead to endless day 1 Mrs.
الصفحة 153 - All jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng : The Prince is ever in them, The daylight is serene ; The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen.
الصفحة 154 - 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!
الصفحة 155 - When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me: Lo! it glows with peace and joy.
الصفحة 154 - E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be, — Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. 2 Though, like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone ; Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee.
الصفحة 155 - Rest comes sure and soon : Give every flying minute Something to keep in store : Work, for the night is coming, When man works no more. 3 Work, for the night is coming, Under the sunset skies; While their bright tints are glowing, Work, for daylight flies : Work, till the last beam fadeth, Fadeth to shine no more : Work, while the night is darkening, When man's work is o'er.
الصفحة 154 - I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode, The Church, our blest Redeemer saved With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy church, O God ! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end.
الصفحة 157 - Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound : May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels...

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