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angel bands angels ASA HULL Beautiful vale blessed blest blood bright bright land C. H. GABRIEL CAROL Chorus Christ Close to thee Concluded cross crown dark dear dwell earth ev'ry evermore fear fountain gate Gathering glorious glory golden grace Hallelujah hands happy harps hear heart heav'nly Hosanna immortal band Je-sus Jesus Jesus of Nazareth King Lamb land lead Let it ech Let thy light Lion of Judah Lord will provide Matt meet mercy morning star Nearer neath night o'er Onward path peace praise Praise Songs Psalms ransom'd reign pow'r rest in thy Rock saints Saviour shore sing sorrow soul stand sweet sweetly swelling flood tears tell Text There's thine thou throne thy love trust vale of rest viour voice waiting Wake the song Walk Wash'd weary Ye shall shine
29 ページ - grace with thee is found,' Grace to cover all my sin : Let the healing streams abound ; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art ; Freely let me take of thee : Spring thou up within my heart; Rise to all eternity.
153 ページ - 1 Hark! from the midnight hills around, A voice of more than mortal sound, In distant hallelujahs stole, Wild murm'ring o'er the raptured soul. 3 "O Zion, lift thy raptured eye ; The long-expected hour is nigh ; The joys of nature rise again ; The Prince of Salem comes to reign.
122 ページ - 1. In some way or oth - er The Lord will provide; It may not be my way, It may not be thy way, 2. At some time or oth - er The Lord will provide; It may not be my time, It may not be thy time, And yet, in his> own way, The Lord will
29 ページ - 2. Other refuge have I none ; Hangs my helpless soul on thee : Leave, O leave me not alone ; Still support and comfort me : All my trust on thee is stay'd ; AH my help from thee I bring
85 ページ - 2. I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad, I found in him a resting-place, And he has made me glad. 1.
85 ページ - 5 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " I am this dark world's light; Look unto me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be
34 ページ - Rock of a - ges, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee; Let the wa - ter and the blood, From thy wounded side which flow'd, Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath and make me pure.
25 ページ - I In the cross of Christ I glory, Tow'ring o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.