Notes of Triumph: For the Sunday School |
Common terms and phrases
BALTZELL bear bless blest blood bright bring calls Chorus Christ comes Concluded Copyright cross crown dark dear death E. S. LORENZ earth ev'ry eyes faith fall Father fear feet flow follow fountain Friend gain give glad glory grace hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour Jesus keep King Lamb land lead light live Lord marching meet morning never night o'er pass peace praise Praise the Lord pray prayer precious reign rest Riches rise Rock salvation Saviour shalt shine shore sing sins song sorrow soul sound spirit stand strength sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou thro throne tion toil Trust unto voice wait walk weary whiter
Popular passages
Page 73 - Twere vain the ocean depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh: 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die.
Page 73 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares.
Page 109 - When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me ; Lo ! it glows with peace and joy.
Page 67 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, ' Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.' I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, ' Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live.
Page 61 - Thus might I hide my blushing face, While His dear cross appears ; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears.
Page 115 - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
Page 19 - Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To thee whose blood can cleanse each spot O Lamb of God, I come...
Page 43 - THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains.
Page 151 - 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 13 - 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.