adore almighty angels Armley Aylesbury Barby Behold bless blest blood breath C. M. SECOND cheerful Christ command darkness death delight Devizes divine dreadful dust dwell earth eternal ev'ry everlasting eyes faith Father fear feet flesh flowing tears foes glorious glory gospel guilt hath hear heart heav'n heav'nly hell holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls HYMN immortal Islington Israel Jesus King Lamb light live Lord love restore mercy mighty mortal mourn Nantwich ne'er night o'er Oporto peace proclaim PSALM Quercy race rage Redeemer reigns rejoice rest righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies song sons sorrows soul sov'reign Spirit spread stand sweet terrours thee thine thro thy face thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy pow'r thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust truth vengeance voice Wantage wondrous wrath ye saints Zion
744 psl. - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
774 psl. - How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!
728 psl. - Hail to the Lord's Anointed! Great David's greater Son; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free; To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
478 psl. - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God : All the vain things that charm me most I sacrifice them to his blood. 3. See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down : Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4.
722 psl. - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...
773 psl. - Beautiful for situation, the joy of the whole earth, is mount Zion, on the sides of the north, the city of the great King.
774 psl. - THEREFORE with angels and archangels, and with all the company of heaven, we laud and magnify thy glorious name, evermore praising thee, and saying, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of hosts ! heaven and earth are full of thy glory. Glory be to thee, O Lord most high.
670 psl. - How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.