Northfield Hymnal No. 2William Revell Moody |
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a-bove A-men A. B. SIMPSON A. J. GORDON Alexander Alleluia angels ARTHUR SULLIVAN bless bless-ed Je-sus blest bliss blood bove bright C. H. SPURGEON Charles CHARLES WESLEY CHORUS Christ com-ing crown dark dear death doth earth faith Father fear foes give glorious glory God's grace Hal-le Hark hath hear heart heaven heavenly Holy Holy Night hope HORATIUS BONAR Hymn International Copyright Secured ISAAC WATTS J. B. DYKES JAMES MCGRANAHAN Jesus JOSEPH BARNBY King Lamb Lamb of God light Lord love Thee LOWELL MASON mercy Near-er ness never night o'er peace praise pray prayer Rejoice rest ROBERT HARKNESS saints Saviour shadows shine sin-ner sing sins song sorrow soul Spir STEBBINS sweet tell Thine Thou art Thou hast thy cross Thy love tion toil trust voice WHITTLE MOODY word
Popular passages
Page 178 - Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought; But when I see Thee as Thou art, I'll praise Thee as I ought.
Page 132 - JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be ; Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition, God and heaven are still my own.
Page 100 - IN Heavenly Love abiding, No change my heart shall fear; And safe is such confiding, For nothing changes here. The storm may roar without me, My heart may low be laid ; But God is round about me, And can I be dismayed...
Page 114 - Just as I am Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ! Because Thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come...
Page 85 - If I ask Him to receive me Will He say me nay? " Not till earth and not till heaven Pass away.
Page 108 - Jesus, and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of Thee? Ashamed of Thee whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days?
Page 135 - Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
Page 132 - twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. Soul, then know thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear.
Page 151 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high.
Page 152 - Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God...