Hymns, Partly Collected and Partly Original: Designed as a Supplement to Dr. Watts' Psalms and HymnsAuthor, 1812 - 631 psl. |
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... look 403 376 Jesus , lover of my soul 683 522 Jesus my all to heaven is gone 742 679 Jesus my shepherd is 897 825 Jesus ! our best beloved friend 918 847 Jesus , out of our hearts remove 508 447 Jesus , soft harmonious name 374 354 ...
... look 403 376 Jesus , lover of my soul 683 522 Jesus my all to heaven is gone 742 679 Jesus my shepherd is 897 825 Jesus ! our best beloved friend 918 847 Jesus , out of our hearts remove 508 447 Jesus , soft harmonious name 374 354 ...
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... this 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 .
... this 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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... look up , by grace forgiven Sinners , obey the gospel word 15 15 42 38 85 80 · 342 323 566 503 341 323 Sleep , sleep to - day , tormenting cares 697 639 Soft be the gently breathing notes 977 902 Soft be your accents when ye sing 964 ...
... look up , by grace forgiven Sinners , obey the gospel word 15 15 42 38 85 80 · 342 323 566 503 341 323 Sleep , sleep to - day , tormenting cares 697 639 Soft be the gently breathing notes 977 902 Soft be your accents when ye sing 964 ...
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... Look down , our only hope ! look down , Behold us , but without a frown ; And let thy beams , in mercy shed , Stream copious on th ' anointed head . 2 One day if in thy courts I dwell , That day a thousand shall excel ; Far happier lot ...
... Look down , our only hope ! look down , Behold us , but without a frown ; And let thy beams , in mercy shed , Stream copious on th ' anointed head . 2 One day if in thy courts I dwell , That day a thousand shall excel ; Far happier lot ...
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... looks their grief betray ; If Thou the vital air deny , Behold them sicken , faint , and die ! 7 Ye works of God , where'er his sway Extends , your Maker's fame display ; Nor thou , my soul , forget to sing The mercies of th ' eternal ...
... looks their grief betray ; If Thou the vital air deny , Behold them sicken , faint , and die ! 7 Ye works of God , where'er his sway Extends , your Maker's fame display ; Nor thou , my soul , forget to sing The mercies of th ' eternal ...
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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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518 psl. - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care : His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
509 psl. - Thou, O Christ, art all I want, More than all in thee I find ! Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind ; Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness ; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
273 psl. - The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat : His truths upon the nations rise ; They rise, but never set. 1 Exodus xvii. 11. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
767 psl. - GOD of my life, to Thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint ! Where should I lodge my deep complaint...
279 psl. - LORD ! my best desire fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to Thy will, And make Thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at Thy command, Whose love forbids my fears ? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears...
515 psl. - How are Thy servants blest, O Lord How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3...
682 psl. - Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand : Bread of Heaven ! Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
513 psl. - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
515 psl. - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
97 psl. - Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word.