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Christian Psalmody, in Four Parts Comprising Dr. Watts's Psalms Abridged ...
Peržiūra negalima - 2016
adore almighty angels ARMLEY AYLESBURY BARBY Behold bless bless'd blest blood breath C. M. NEWTON C. M. SECOND cheerful Christ church darkness dear death delight DEVIZES divine dreadful dust dwell earth eternal ev'ry everlasting exalted eyes faith Father fear feet FINEDON flesh foes glorious gospel gracious hath hear heart heav'n heav'nly hell holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls HYMN immortal ISLINGTON Israel Jesus joyful King Lamb light live Lord mighty mortal mourn NANTWICH ne'er o'er OPORTO peace PORTUGAL pow'r Prayer proclaim PSALM QUERCY raise Redeemer reigns rejoice righteousness rise sacred salvation Saviour Saviour bleed shine sing sinners sins skies song sorrows soul sov'reign Spirit stand sweet thee thine Thou art thro thy face thy grace thy hand thy love thy mercies thy name thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust truth voice WALSAL WANTAGE wonders wondrous worship ye saints Zion
102 psl. - So let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess; So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine. 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honours of our Saviour God, When the salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin.
192 psl. - Thou mayst smile at all thy foes. 2 See! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, , Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove: Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t' assuage ? Grace which, like the Lord the giver, Never fails from age to age.
21 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 noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
119 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...
152 psl. - Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all.
85 psl. - How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, ^ And sought, but never found...
76 psl. - Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest; My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they 're formed within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! Where can a creature hide?
91 psl. - Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made : But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure ; May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ, the Lord, is pure.