Congregational Church Hymnal: Or, Hymns of Worship, Praise and Prayer for Congregational Churches (Google eBook)

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George Slayter Barrett
Hodder and Stoughten, 1887 - Congregational churches - 646 pages
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Page 36 - Our vows, our prayers we now present Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race.
Page 315 - Onward! Christian soldiers, Marching at to war, With the Cross of Jems Going on before. ! Cliristian soldiers, Marching ;is to war, With the Cross of Jesus Going on before ; Christ the Royal Master Leads against the foe ; Forward into battle, See ! His banners go.
Page 318 - And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3...
Page 421 - For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure.
Page 71 - HARK, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes ! The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.
Page 397 - One family we dwell in Him, One Church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream, of death...
Page 421 - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is Thy command, Vast as eternity Thy love; Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.
Page 293 - COME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell By faith and love in every breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel, The joys that cannot be expressed.
Page 289 - When called on angels' bread to feast ? 5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear ; Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear.
Page 361 - 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 mayst smile at all thy foes.

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