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Heaven in Song: Comprising the Gems of All Ages on the Better Land Henry Clay Fish Úplné zobrazení - 1884 |
Heaven in Song: Comprising the Gems of All Ages on the Better Land (Classic ... Henry C. Fish Náhled není k dispozici. - 2015 |
Heaven in Song: Comprising the Gems of All Ages on the Better Land (Classic ... Henry C. Fish Náhled není k dispozici. - 2018 |
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angels beams beauty behold blessed blest bliss bloom breast breath bright calm Calm Land CATHERINE WINKWORTH celestial Christ CHRISTINA G clouds crown dark dear death divine doth dream dwell earth earthly endless eternal everlasting evermore eyes face fair faith FARNINGHAM Father fear flowers forever FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER gates glad Glad songs glorious God's gold golden grace grief Hallelujah happy harps hast hath hear heart heavenly HENRY FRANCIS LYTE holy hope HORATIUS BONAR hymn immortal ISAAC WATTS Jerusalem Jerusalem the Golden Jesus King Lamb land life's light Lord mansions mortal ne'er never night o'er pain Paradise PAUL GERHARDT peace pleasure praise pure rapture rest river robes saints Saviour shine shore sigh sight sing skies smile sorrow soul spirit stars stream sweet tears thee Thine thither thou art throne toil voice wait weary weeping wings
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Strana 440 - RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings^ Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven thy native place : Sun and moon and stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove : Rise, my soul, and haste away, To seats prepared above.
Strana 245 - GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ! He whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode : On the Rock of Ages founded — What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.
Strana 428 - Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight.
Strana 336 - No sooner had the Almighty ceased, but all The multitude of angels, with a shout Loud as from numbers without number, sweet As from blest voices, uttering joy...
Strana 124 - Jerusalem, my happy home, My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labours have an end, When I thy joys shall see.
Strana 646 - I dare not choose my lot; I would not, if I might: Choose Thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright.
Strana 140 - He by Himself hath sworn, I on His oath depend ; I shall, on eagles' wings up-borne, To heaven ascend : I shall behold His face, I shall His power adore, And sing the wonders of His grace For evermore.
Strana 325 - And they sing the song of Moses the servant of God, and the song of the Lamb, saying, Great and marvellous are thy works, Lord God Almighty; just and true are thy ways, thou King of saints.
Strana xvii - HEAR what God, the Lord, hath spoken : O my people, faint and few, Comfortless, afflicted, broken, Fair abodes I build for you : Scenes of heartfelt tribulation Shall no more perplex your ways ; You shall name your walls salvation, And your gates shall all be praise.
Strana 285 - There's one with ringlets of sunny gold, And eyes, the reflection of heaven's own blue; He crossed in the twilight gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view. We saw not the angels who met him there; The gates of the city we could not see: Over the river, over the river, My brother stands waiting to welcome me!