Begone, vain world....
- . comrades dear...
Gone are the days ....
I am saved, blessedly..
I have glorious tidings..
I heard the voice
I once was very
I've heard of a
I've traveled the rough.
My God I am Thine...
My heart is fixed
My soul is now united..
One there is above
Tis the promise
What a wonderful
When the shadows are. .
FAITH
Give me the faith that.
O God our help
Spirit of faith
FAREWELL
God be with you
středa 22. října 2014
Let us sing! We must sing! You must sing! I must sing! Sing to the Salvation of the sinner. Sing to the home-coming of the wanderer. Sing to the cheer of the sorrowing. Sing to the uplifting of the fallen. Sing to the blessing of little children. Sing to the saving of the prisoner. Sing to the cheer of the aged. Sing to the gladness of the young. Sing to the inspiring of our own ranks. Sing in the streets. Sing in the hall. Sing in the home. Sing in the workshop. Sing by the sick couch. Yes, sing the precious promises of this book everywhere until night becomes day, and sorrow and sinning and sighing flee away forever. Sound the bat - tie cry! See! the foe is nigh; Raise the stand- ard high 2. Strong to meet the foe, March-ing on we go, While our cause we know 3. Oh! Thou God of all, Hear us when we call; Help us one and all
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