Hymns, Partly Collected and Partly Original: Designed as a Supplement to Dr. Watts' Psalms and HymnsAuthor, 1812 - 631 psl. |
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... me not off , Almighty Lord 459 417 D. DARK was the night , and cold the ground 647 587 Daughter of anguish , child of woe 963 890 Day of Judgment , day of wonders - 248 236 Hymn . Page Dead be my heart to all below A TABLE OF FIRST LINES .
... me not off , Almighty Lord 459 417 D. DARK was the night , and cold the ground 647 587 Daughter of anguish , child of woe 963 890 Day of Judgment , day of wonders - 248 236 Hymn . Page Dead be my heart to all below A TABLE OF FIRST LINES .
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... dark cells From the corruption and the pride From the cross uplifted high - From their bleeding bosom rent From vocal air and concave skies G. GENIAL showers at God's command · 624 564 · 951 878 · 890 817 646 586 · · 496 440 745 683 587 ...
... dark cells From the corruption and the pride From the cross uplifted high - From their bleeding bosom rent From vocal air and concave skies G. GENIAL showers at God's command · 624 564 · 951 878 · 890 817 646 586 · · 496 440 745 683 587 ...
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... dark , this awful hour 946 873 Lord , look on all assembled here 217 201 Lord , make me faithful to my call 759 697 Lord of the Sabbath , hear our vows 198 181 Lord , that I may learn of thee Lord , A TABLE OF FIRST LINES .
... dark , this awful hour 946 873 Lord , look on all assembled here 217 201 Lord , make me faithful to my call 759 697 Lord of the Sabbath , hear our vows 198 181 Lord , that I may learn of thee Lord , A TABLE OF FIRST LINES .
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... darkness long has veil'd my mind When death , and everlasting things 67 63 859 791 203 186 135 120 304 290 · - 99 91 ... dark and dreadful gloom 53 49 When in the hours of lonely woe 896 824 When languor and disease invade 137 123 When ...
... darkness long has veil'd my mind When death , and everlasting things 67 63 859 791 203 186 135 120 304 290 · - 99 91 ... dark and dreadful gloom 53 49 When in the hours of lonely woe 896 824 When languor and disease invade 137 123 When ...
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... dark tempests lower . 969 895 When rising from the bed of death 591 531 When saints forsake our mean abode 443 407 When shall I lay down my head 548 484 When shall thy lovely face be seen 94 87 When sickness shakes the languid frame 659 ...
... dark tempests lower . 969 895 When rising from the bed of death 591 531 When saints forsake our mean abode 443 407 When shall I lay down my head 548 484 When shall thy lovely face be seen 94 87 When sickness shakes the languid frame 659 ...
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Hymns, Partly Collected and Partly Original– Designed as a Supplement to Dr ... William Bengo Collyer Visos knygos peržiūra - 1812 |
Hymns, Partly Collected and Partly Original– Designed as a Supplement to Dr ... William Bengo Collyer Visos knygos peržiūra - 1812 |
Hymns, Partly Collected and Partly Original– Designed as a Supplement to Dr ... William Bengo Collyer Visos knygos peržiūra - 1812 |
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adore Almighty angels ANON behold beneath bless blest bliss blood breast breath cheer Christ clouds dark dear death divine DODDRIDGE dreadful dwell earth eternal everlasting eyes faith Father fear flowing tears foes give glorious glory gracious grief Hallelujah happy Hark hast hath hear heart heart of stone heaven heavenly holy hope hosannas HYMN immortal Israel Jehovah Jesus King King of Kings let thy light live Lord love divine lyre mercy MERRICK mighty mortal mourn night o'er pain peace praise prayer PUBLIC HUMILIATION rapturous song redeeming reign rest rise sacred saints Saviour seraphic shade shine sing sinners skies smile song sorrow soul spirit sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thy face thy grace Thy hand thy love thy name thy throne thy word TRANSLATED BY COWPER trembling voice WATTS WESLEY wilt wings wonders ye saints
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