The Christian Hymn Book: A Compilation of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, by A. Campbell and Others
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The Christian Hymn Book: A Compilation of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, by A. Campbell and Others
Disciples of Christ -- Hymns; Hymns, English
216 L. M.
His promises are yea and amen.
Saviour, I lift my trembling eyes,
To that bright seat, where, placed on high,
The great, the atoning sacrifice,
For me, for all, is ever nigh.
2 Be thou my guard on peril’s brink;
Be thou my guide through weal or woe;
And teach me of thy cup to drink,
And make me in thy faith to go.
3 For what is earthly change or loss?
Thy promises are still my own:
The feeblest frame may bear thy cross,
The lowliest spirit share thy throne.
217 L. M.
Let all the angels of God worship him.
Heb. 1:6.
Thee we adore, O gracious Lord!
We praise thy name with one accord;
Thy saints, who here thy goodness see,
Through all the world do worship thee.
2 To thee aloud all angels cry,
And ceaseless raise their songs on high,
Both cherubim and seraphim,
The heavens and all the powers therein:
3 The apostles join the glorious throng;
The prophets swell the immortal song;
The martyrs’ noble army raise
Eternal anthems to thy praise.
4 Thee, holy, holy, holy King!
Thee, O Lord God of hosts, they sing:
Thus earth below, and heaven above,
Resound thy glory and thy love.
218 L. M.
He hath the keys of hell and of death.
Rev. 1:18.
Hail to the Prince of Life and Peace,
Who holds the keys of death and hell;
The spacious world unseen is his,
The sovereign power becomes him well.
2 In shame and anguish once he died;
But now he lives for ever more;
Bow down, you saints, around his seat,
And all you angel bands adore.
3 Live, live for ever, glorious Lord,
To crush thy foes and guard thy friends,
While all thy chosen tribes rejoice
That thy dominion never ends.
4 Worthy thy hand to hold the keys,
Guided by wisdom and by love;
Worthy to rule our mortal lives,
O’er worlds below and worlds above.
5 For ever reign, victorious King!
Wide through the earth thy name be known;
And call our longing souls to sing
Sublimer anthems near thy throne.
219 L. M.
My Redeemer liveth.
Job 19:25.
I know that my Redeemer lives;
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, he lives who once was dead,
He lives, my ever-living Head!
2 He lives to bless me with his love,
He lives to plead for me above,
He lives my hungry soul to feed,
He lives to bless in time of need.
3 He lives to grant me rich supply,
He lives to guide me with his eye,
He lives to comfort me when faint,
He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.
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