The Boston Handel and Haydn Society Collection of Church Music: Being a Selection of the Most Approved Psalm and Hymn Tunes, Anthems, Sentences, Chants, &c. : Together with Many Beautiful Extracts from the Works of Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven, and Other Eminent Composers, Harmonized for Three and Four Voices, with a Figured Base [sic] for the Organ and Piano Forte

Richardson, Lord and Holbrook, 1830 - 357 Seiten

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Seite 34 - And while the lamp holds out to burn The vilest sinner may return.
Seite 273 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Seite 241 - COME, Thou almighty King, Help us Thy name to sing, Help us to praise ; Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of days.
Seite 214 - All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.
Seite 190 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath, And, when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Seite 259 - Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciling face ; Take away our sin and shame : From our worldly cares set free. May we rest this day in thee ! 3 Here we come thy name to praise , 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.
Seite 151 - HARK! from the tombs a doleful sound! My ears attend the cry; " Ye living men, come view the ground, Where you must shortly lie. 2 " Princes, this clay must be your bed, In spite of all your towers; The tall, the wise, the reverend head Must lie as low as ours.
Seite 75 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night.
Seite 33 - O COME, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our Almighty King ; For we our voices high should raise, When our Salvation's Rock we praise. 2 Into his presence let us haste, To thank him for his favours past ; To him address, in joyful songs, The praise that to his name belongs. 3...
Seite 261 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.

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