Hymns, Partly Collected and Partly Original: Designed as a Supplement to Dr. Watts' Psalms and HymnsAuthor, 1812 - 631 psl. |
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... skies Christians ! brethren ! ere we part Hymn . Page 404 377 , 775 712 / 914 843 4 4 768 705 504 445 79 74 · 809 744 134 119 868 799 Come , all ye / ransom'd sons of God Come , divine Emmanuel , come Come , Father , Son , and Holy ...
... skies Christians ! brethren ! ere we part Hymn . Page 404 377 , 775 712 / 914 843 4 4 768 705 504 445 79 74 · 809 744 134 119 868 799 Come , all ye / ransom'd sons of God Come , divine Emmanuel , come Come , Father , Son , and Holy ...
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... skies G. GENIAL showers at God's command · 624 564 · 951 878 · 890 817 646 586 · · 496 440 745 683 587 517 Gently glides the stream of life Glory , honour , praise and power Glory , Lord , to thee we give 957 884 C. III . 906 535 471 ...
... skies G. GENIAL showers at God's command · 624 564 · 951 878 · 890 817 646 586 · · 496 440 745 683 587 517 Gently glides the stream of life Glory , honour , praise and power Glory , Lord , to thee we give 957 884 C. III . 906 535 471 ...
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... skies ! · 712 652 Great source of being and of love • 199 182 Guide me , O thou great Jehovah H. HAIL ! hail ! reviv'd , reviving spring Hail king supreme ! of power immense abyss Hail ! Lord of nature , hail ! to thee belong Hail ...
... skies ! · 712 652 Great source of being and of love • 199 182 Guide me , O thou great Jehovah H. HAIL ! hail ! reviv'd , reviving spring Hail king supreme ! of power immense abyss Hail ! Lord of nature , hail ! to thee belong Hail ...
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... skies 88 82 N. · NAY , I cannot let thee go Naked into the world I came Next to the bless'd angelic kind No , I would not always live No , Lord ; it cannot shorten'd be No strength of nature can suffice No , ' tis in vain to seek for ...
... skies 88 82 N. · NAY , I cannot let thee go Naked into the world I came Next to the bless'd angelic kind No , I would not always live No , Lord ; it cannot shorten'd be No strength of nature can suffice No , ' tis in vain to seek for ...
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... skies when shall we , supremely blest when wilt thou my Saviour be where is sov'reign mercy gone O why , my soul dost thou complain Oh ! for a closer walk with God Oh ! for a glance of heavenly day Oh lov'd , but not enough - though ...
... skies when shall we , supremely blest when wilt thou my Saviour be where is sov'reign mercy gone O why , my soul dost thou complain Oh ! for a closer walk with God Oh ! for a glance of heavenly day Oh lov'd , but not enough - though ...
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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.