Supplemental Hymns for Public Worship

Front Cover
Hodder and Stoughton, 1875 - 262 pages
 

Selected pages

Other editions - View all

Common terms and phrases

Popular passages

Page 161 - Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee For those in peril on the sea...
Page 144 - CHRIST, Whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only Light, Sun of Righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night : Day-spring from on high, be near ; Day-star, in my heart appear.
Page 149 - GOD, that madest earth and heaven, darkness and light; who the day for toil hast given, for rest the night; may thine angel-guards defend us, slumber sweet thy mercy send us, holy dreams and hopes attend us, this livelong night.
Page 29 - Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire, And lighten with celestial fire. Thou the anointing Spirit art, Who dost Thy seven-fold gifts impart. Thy blessed unction from above, Is comfort, life, and fire of love. Enable with perpetual light The dulness of our blinded sight. Anoint and cheer our soiled face With the abundance of Thy grace.
Page 225 - Lord ! be mine this prize to win ! Guide me through a world of sin ; Keep me by thy saving grace ; Give me at thy side a place...
Page 97 - The Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain; His blood-red banner streams afar : Who follows in His train?
Page 106 - Amen, so let it be : Life from the dead is in that word ; 'Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Page 12 - THOU art the Way ;— to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek, must seek him, Lord, by thee.
Page 157 - God's own field, Fruit unto His praise to yield ; Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown; First the blade, and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear; Lord of Harvest, grant that we Wholesome grain and pure may be.
Page 166 - Now thank we all our GoD, With heart, and hands, and voices, Who wondrous things hath done, In Whom His world rejoices ; Who from our mother's arms Hath blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, And still is ours to-day.

Bibliographic information