Hymns of the Eastern Church

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John Mason Neale
J. T. Hayes, 1870 - 250 pagina's
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Pagina 152 - If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay ? ' Not till earth, and not till heaven, Pass away !' Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless ? 'Saints, Apostles, Prophets, Martyrs, Answer, Yes !
Pagina 78 - Christian, dost thou hear them, how they speak thee fair? 'Always fast and vigil? Always watch and prayer?' Christian, answer boldly, 'While I breathe I pray:' peace shall follow battle, night shall end in day.
Pagina 204 - Safe home, safe home in port ! — Rent cordage, shattered deck, Torn sails, provisions short, And only not a wreck...
Pagina 205 - The lamb is in the fold, In perfect safety penned ; The lion once had hold, And thought to make an end ; But One came by with wounded side, And, for the sheep, the Shepherd died.
Pagina 91 - Now let the heavens be joyful ; Let earth her song begin ; Let the round world keep triumph, And all that is therein...
Pagina 90 - THE day of resurrection ! Earth, tell it out abroad ; The Passover of gladness, The Passover of God. From death to life eternal, From earth unto the sky, Our Christ hath brought us over With hymns of victory.
Pagina 201 - The cross that Jesus carried he carried as your due: the crown that Jesus weareth he weareth it for you.
Pagina 110 - THOSE eternal bowers Man hath never trod, Those unfading flowers Round the throne of GOD. Who may hope to gain them After weary fight ? Who at length attain them Clad in robes of white ? He, who gladly barters All on earthly ground ; He who, like the martyrs, Says ' I will be crowned ' : He, whose one oblation Is a life of love ; Clinging to the nation Of the blest above.
Pagina 113 - Tis the spring of souls to-day ; Christ hath burst His prison, And from three days' sleep in death As a sun hath risen ; All the winter of our sins, Long and dark, is flying From His light, to Whom we give Laud and praise undying.
Pagina 54 - THE day is past and over: All thanks, O Lord, to Thee ! I pray Thee that offenceless The hours of dark may be. O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, And save me through the coming night...

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