 | Jeremy Belknap - 1801 - 518 psl.
...thy prefence dwell. 5 Not life itfelf, with all its joys, Can my belt p.ifiions move ; Nor raife fo high my cheerful voice As thy forgiving love. 6 .Thus, till my la(l expiring day, jpfalm LXIII. io» 77v Zw? 17^* God and vis Worfcip. GREAT God, indulge my humble... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1801 - 608 psl.
...prefotice dw.dl. 5 Not life irfelf, with, all its joy's, _ Can my beft paffions move, M • Or raife fo high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus, till my .laft expiring day, I'll blefs my God and King ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips... | |
 | Jeremy Belknap - 1801 - 558 psl.
...thy prefence dwell. 5 Not life itfelf, with all its joys» Can my bell paffions move ; Nor raife fo high my cheerful voice As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus, till my laft expiring day, I'll blefs my God and King ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, A .d tune my lips... | |
 | 1802 - 448 psl.
...3. I 've seen thy glory and thy pow'f ThrO' all thy temple shine; is My God ! repeat that heav'nly hour, That vision so divine. 4. Not all the blessings...taste And in thy presence dwell. 5. Not life itself wilh all her joys Can my best passion move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice As thy forgiving love.... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1803 - 642 psl.
...in thy prefence dwell. 5 Not life itfelf, with all its joys, Can my beft paffions move, Or raife fo high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus, till my laft expiring day, I'll blefs my God and King ; Thus will I Hft my hands to pray, And tune my lips... | |
 | Ralph Williston - 1806 - 436 psl.
...stream at hand, • Through all thy temple shine : My God, repeat that heav'nly hour, That vision.so divine. 4. Not all the blessings of a feast Can please...presence dwell. • • .^.: 5. Not life itself, with all her joys Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. Can my best passions move, •»... | |
 | George Richards - 1806 - 394 psl.
...Oft have we seen thy gracious power, Thro' all thy temples shine; Repeat, dear Lord, that heavenly hour. That vision so divine. 4 Not all the blessings of a feast, Can please our souls so well, As when thy richer grace we taste, And in thy presence dwell. 5 Not life itself,... | |
 | Collection - 1807 - 650 psl.
...sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. B 3 3 Not 3 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move ; Or raise so high my grateful voice, As thy forgiving Jove. 4 Thus, till my last expiring day, I'll... | |
 | Jeremy Belknap - 1812 - 540 psl.
...die. 3 I've seen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple shine ; My God, repeat that heavenly hour That vision so divine. 4 Not all the blessings...raise so high my cheerful voice As thy forgiving love. G Thus till my last expiring day, I'll bless my God and King ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1813 - 574 psl.
...die. 3 I've seen thy glory, and thy pow'r, Thro' all thy temple shine ; My God, repeat that heav'uly hour, That vision so divine ! 4 Not all the blessings...thy richer grace I taste. And in thy presence dwell. i Not life itself, with all her joys, Can my best passions move ; Or raise so high my cheerful voice,... | |
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So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink, or die. 
