A collection of hymns, compiled by J. Jea1816 |
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... 'd around me for relief , But no relief could find . 5 At last to God I cry'd , He heard my plaintive sigh , He heard , and instantly he sent Salvation from on high . 6 My drooping head he rais'd , My bleeding wounds 40 COLLECTION.
... 'd around me for relief , But no relief could find . 5 At last to God I cry'd , He heard my plaintive sigh , He heard , and instantly he sent Salvation from on high . 6 My drooping head he rais'd , My bleeding wounds 40 COLLECTION.
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Collection John Jea. 6 My drooping head he rais'd , My bleeding wounds he heal'd , Pardon'd my sins , and with a smile The gracious pardon seal'd . 7 O may I ne'er forget The mercy of my God ; Nor ever want a tongue to spread His loudest ...
Collection John Jea. 6 My drooping head he rais'd , My bleeding wounds he heal'd , Pardon'd my sins , and with a smile The gracious pardon seal'd . 7 O may I ne'er forget The mercy of my God ; Nor ever want a tongue to spread His loudest ...
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... head . 5 It makes me deaf , and dumb , and blind , And impotent and lame ; And over - clouds and fills my mind With folly , fear , and shame . 6 A thousand evil thoughts intrude Tumultuous in my breast ; Which indispose me for my food ...
... head . 5 It makes me deaf , and dumb , and blind , And impotent and lame ; And over - clouds and fills my mind With folly , fear , and shame . 6 A thousand evil thoughts intrude Tumultuous in my breast ; Which indispose me for my food ...
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... heads ; His vanquish'd foes shall lick the dust , Where he his conquest spreads . 2 The king of Tharshish , and the Isles , Shall costly presents bring ; From spicy Sheba gifts shall come , And wealthy Syria's king . 3 To him , shall ...
... heads ; His vanquish'd foes shall lick the dust , Where he his conquest spreads . 2 The king of Tharshish , and the Isles , Shall costly presents bring ; From spicy Sheba gifts shall come , And wealthy Syria's king . 3 To him , shall ...
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... head , The waves o'erwhelm'd their pride . 5 The greatest , fiercest , of them all , That seem'd the deep to sway , Was , by thy pow'r , destroy'd , and made To savage beasts a prey . 6 Thou cleav'd'st the solid rock , and mad'st The ...
... head , The waves o'erwhelm'd their pride . 5 The greatest , fiercest , of them all , That seem'd the deep to sway , Was , by thy pow'r , destroy'd , and made To savage beasts a prey . 6 Thou cleav'd'st the solid rock , and mad'st The ...
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almighty angels Behold Belshazzar beneath blasting wind bless Bless'd blest blood Confessing cries crown dear death delight divine doth dreadful dust dwell earth endless eternal ev'ry everlasting evermore eyes faith Father fear feet flames flesh give glorious glorious song glory God's gospel gracious grief Hallelujah hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven heaven's door heavenly hell holy honour hope hosannas humble humble soul HYMN Jesus Christ joyful King Lamb live Lord love divine Love Feast meet mercy mortal mourn never night o'er pain peace pharisee poor pow'r praise pray ransom'd Redeemer's redeeming reign rejoice righteousness rise saints salvation Satan sav'd Saviour sing sinners sins skies smile songs sorrow soul sound sweet tell thee thine thro thy face thy grace thy love thy name thy Spirit thy throne tomb tongue vile bodies voice word wrath ye saints
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65 psl. - ... let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne. Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus:" " Worthy the Lamb,
132 psl. - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
196 psl. - Tis a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought ; Do I love the Lord, or no ? Am I his, or am I not ? 2 If I love, why am I thus?
112 psl. - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3. ' Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ; — 4.
70 psl. - Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 I yield my powers to thy command ; To thee I consecrate my days : Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise.
51 psl. - Create in me a elean heart ; O God" 349 1 OH, for a heart to praise my God ! A heart from sin set free...
108 psl. - In vain we tune our formal songs ; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
84 psl. - tis he by his almighty grace That forms thee fit for heaven, And as an earnest of the place, Has his own Spirit given. 4 We walk by faith of joys to come, Faith lives upon his word; But while the body is our home We're absent from the Lord.
108 psl. - HAPPY the heart where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast; Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear; Our stubborn sins will fight and reign If love be absent there.