We found "appeal" used in 20 sacred songs, each carrying a unique message of faith.
appeal
...And on his knees before Him fell;
For cleansing there appealed.
He can heal thee, He will heal thee,...
And on his knees before Him fell;
For cleansing there appealed.
He can heal thee, He will heal thee,
...And on his knees before Him fell;
For cleansing there appealed.
He can heal thee, He will heal thee,...
And on his knees before Him fell;
For cleansing there appealed.
He can heal thee, He will heal thee,
...Or do I act a haughty part?
Lord, I appeal to Thee.
I charge my thoughts, be humble still,...
Or do I act a haughty part?
Lord, I appeal to Thee.
I charge my thoughts, be humble still,
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Hear, Heaven and earth, your God’s appeal,
Jehovah to His creature cries....
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Hear, Heaven and earth, your God’s appeal,
Jehovah to His creature cries.
...Once more, O peerless mystery of grace!
Thy sweet appeal renew;
Light up dark minds; win souls to Thine embrace;...
Once more, O peerless mystery of grace!
Thy sweet appeal renew;
Light up dark minds; win souls to Thine embrace;
...The poet’s rapt vision, by prophet foretold;
From war’s grim tradition it maketh appeal
To service of all in a world’s common weal....
The poet’s rapt vision, by prophet foretold;
From war’s grim tradition it maketh appeal
To service of all in a world’s common weal.
...I cannot see, I cannot feel;
For light, for life, I must appeal
In simple faith to Jesus....
I cannot see, I cannot feel;
For light, for life, I must appeal
In simple faith to Jesus.
...When from that court, each case decided,
Shall be granted no appeal?
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When from that court, each case decided,
Shall be granted no appeal?
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...That we may welcome Thee.
When sick and sore distressed appeal
In man’s infirmity,...
That we may welcome Thee.
When sick and sore distressed appeal
In man’s infirmity,
...O reapers! Gather the last ones in.
The Lord of the harvest appeals unto you,
To go out in the fields of sin,...
O reapers! Gather the last ones in.
The Lord of the harvest appeals unto you,
To go out in the fields of sin,
...Heal me, as I suppliant kneel;
To Thy mercy I appeal.
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Heal me, as I suppliant kneel;
To Thy mercy I appeal.
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...Fainting, famished, Christian man,
Does not God appeal to thee,
As ye did it unto these,...
Fainting, famished, Christian man,
Does not God appeal to thee,
As ye did it unto these,
...Fainting, famished, Christian man,
Does not God appeal to thee,
As ye did it unto these,...
Fainting, famished, Christian man,
Does not God appeal to thee,
As ye did it unto these,
...The conscience of young men and maidens is calling,
In earnest appeals for the strength of your will;
The work of your master, it needs all your efforts,...
The conscience of young men and maidens is calling,
In earnest appeals for the strength of your will;
The work of your master, it needs all your efforts,
...The conscience of young men and maidens is calling,
In earnest appeals for the strength of your will;
The work of your master, it needs all your efforts,...
The conscience of young men and maidens is calling,
In earnest appeals for the strength of your will;
The work of your master, it needs all your efforts,
...In sorrow and in joy to Thee
Our grateful hearts appeal.
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In sorrow and in joy to Thee
Our grateful hearts appeal.
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...The palace of sin and pleasure
May appeal to your heart’s desire,
For its music is strangely thrilling,...
The palace of sin and pleasure
May appeal to your heart’s desire,
For its music is strangely thrilling,
...The palace of sin and pleasure
May appeal to your heart’s desire,
For its music is strangely thrilling,...
The palace of sin and pleasure
May appeal to your heart’s desire,
For its music is strangely thrilling,
...The Savior calleth, sinful one,
With outstretched arms to thee appeals;
And art thou cold and hard as stone,...
The Savior calleth, sinful one,
With outstretched arms to thee appeals;
And art thou cold and hard as stone,
...Life is in the solemn midnight,
’Tis the last appeal;
Yield your heart, subdued and contrite,...
Life is in the solemn midnight,
’Tis the last appeal;
Yield your heart, subdued and contrite,
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