Victory Songs: A Superior and Varied Collection of Gospel Songs and Hymns...by Samuel Beazley and James H. RuebushRuebush-Kieffer, 1910 - 252 pages |
Common terms and phrases
a-bove a-way beau beautiful bless His name blest bove BRECK bright C. C. CUNNINGHAM cheer Children's Day CHORUS Christ cious close to Thee Copyright cross dear e'er earth ev'ry day face faith glad glory Go-ing gold golden happy day Haste hear heart heav'n heav'nly Ho-ly holy hope iour ISAAC WATTS JAMES ROWE Je-sus JENNIE WILSON Jesus keep King Lamb of God land life's light live LOWELL MASON meet never night o'er peace pow'r praise pray Re-deem REFRAIN rest ring roam roll RUEBUSH S. W. Beazley safe SAMUEL SAMUEL W saved by grace Saviour shine shore sing sing-ing sinner sorrows soul sweet sweetly Tell Thee There's There's a home Thine Thou thro throne tide trust voice W. H. LEE wait wake the song ward नै
Popular passages
Page 2 - O SING unto the Lord a new song: for he hath done marvellous things: his right hand, and his holy arm, hath gotten him the victory.
Page 227 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream, Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Page 224 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God : All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
Page 246 - Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore.
Page 219 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live , Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Page 236 - 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 2 - According to thy name, O God, so is thy praise unto the ends of the earth : thy right hand is full of righteousness.
Page 218 - 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 220 - Let us feel thy presence near; May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear; Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast...
Page 214 - A humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean, Which neither life nor death can part From Him...