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Walking on the winged wind

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns #171 (1859)Hymnal Title: A Collection of Hymns
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Walking on the winged wind

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #367 (1861)Hymnal Title: A Selection of HymnsTopics: Times and Occasions

Walking on the winged wind

Hymnal: Anglican Hymn Book #328 (1868)Meter: 7.7.7.7Hymnal Title: Anglican Hymn Book
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Walking on the winged wind

Author: MontgomeryHymnal: Hymns for Church and Home #164 (1860)Hymnal Title: Hymns for Church and Home

Walking on the winged wind

Author: James MontgomeryHymnal: Sacred Poems and Hymns #291 (1854)Meter: 7.7.7.7Hymnal Title: Sacred Poems and HymnsLyrics: Walking on the wingëd wind, Fear before Him, Death behind; When the Lord came down in wrath, Clouds and darkness girt His path. Thence abroad His arrows flew, Thick and fast they smote and slew; We in dust and ashes lay, None could help,--but all could pray. Fervent prayer had power with God, Caught the lightnings on its rod, Faith and hope, amidst our bands, Holding up its weary hands. Prayer prevail'd amidst despair, God delights to honour prayer; Judgment laid its terrors by, Mercy beam'd o'er earth and sky. Now be sorrow turned to song, Let the bruised reed grow strong, Smoking flax break forth and blaze, Prayer transform itself to praise. Let the living now record All the goodness of the Lord; Him let the redeem'd adore, Go in peace, and sin no more. Languages: English




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