The music and hymnody of the Methodist hymnal, Volume 49; Volume 785

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Methodist Book Concern, 1911 - Religion - 296 pages

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OCLC Number: 3406803
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Hymns, English -- History and criticism.
Methodist Church -- Hymns.

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Page 149 - Thou, O my Jesus, thou didst me upon the cross embrace; for me didst bear the nails and spear, and manifold disgrace...
Page 61 - Long my imprisoned spirit lay Fast bound in sin and nature's night ; Thine eye diffused a quickening ray, I woke, the dungeon flamed with light ; My chains fell off, my heart was free, I rose, went forth, and followed thee.
Page 78 - O LITTLE town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by; Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee to-night.
Page 145 - His love in time past forbids me to think He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite through.
Page 88 - The God that rules on high, That all the earth surveys, That rides upon the stormy sky, And calms the roaring seas ; This awful God is ours, Our Father and our Love ; He will send down his heavenly powers, To carry us above.
Page 90 - JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Page 68 - ABIDE with me: fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide: When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me.
Page 151 - If you cannot cross the ocean, And the heathen lands explore, You can find the heathen nearer, You can help them at your door ; If you cannot give your thousands, You can give the widow's mite, And the least you give for Jesus Will be precious in His sight.
Page 79 - Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on His breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Page 77 - Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green : So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.

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