Hymns for the Sick-room

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A. D. F. Randolph, 1860 - Hymns, English - 130 pages
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Page 57 - Whether I die or live ; To love and serve thee is my share, And this thy grace must give.
Page 123 - RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven, thy native place : Sun, and moon, and stars decay, Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above.
Page 33 - HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
Page 111 - BRIEF life is here our portion, Brief sorrow, short-lived care : The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there.
Page 22 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Page 98 - ASLEEP in Jesus! blessed sleep, From which none ever wakes to weep! A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes.
Page 19 - JESUS, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last.
Page 105 - AWAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb; Wake every heart, and every tongue, To praise the Saviour's name. 2 Sing of his dying love, Sing of his rising power; Sing how He intercedes above For those whose sins He bore. 3 Sing on your heavenly way, Ye ransomed sinners, sing; Sing on, rejoicing every day, In Christ the eternal King. 4 Soon shall we hear Him say, "Ye blessed children, come!
Page 84 - WHY should we start and fear to die ! What timorous worms we mortals are ! Death is the gate of endless joy, And yet we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife, Fright our approaching souls away ; Still we shrink back again to life, Fond of our prison and our clay. 3...
Page 54 - For the mountains shall depart, and the hills be removed ; but my kindness shall not depart from thee, neither shall the covenant of my peace be removed, saith the Lord that hath mercy on thee.

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