Hymns, Adapted to Public Worship ... for the Use of the Congregation of Protestant Dissenters Assembling in Batter-Street, PlymouthP. Nettleton, 1801 - 322 psl. |
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... feels the warm rays of celes- tial love . Poetry has long been the venerable chan- nel in which devotion has flowed . " The eld est song , says Dr. Watts , † which history has brought down to our ears , was a noble act of worship , paid ...
... feels the warm rays of celes- tial love . Poetry has long been the venerable chan- nel in which devotion has flowed . " The eld est song , says Dr. Watts , † which history has brought down to our ears , was a noble act of worship , paid ...
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... feel , as long as my heart is susceptible of the endearments of christian friendship : a friendship begun on earth , cemented by a thousand expressions of attention , and perfected in that better , purer world , where I anticipate the ...
... feel , as long as my heart is susceptible of the endearments of christian friendship : a friendship begun on earth , cemented by a thousand expressions of attention , and perfected in that better , purer world , where I anticipate the ...
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... feel his quick'ning grace ; And all the heav'n I hope above Is but to see his face . IV . Why move my years in slow delay ? O GOD of ages ! why ? Let the sphere cleave , and mark my way To the superior sky . V. Dear Sov'reign , break ...
... feel his quick'ning grace ; And all the heav'n I hope above Is but to see his face . IV . Why move my years in slow delay ? O GOD of ages ! why ? Let the sphere cleave , and mark my way To the superior sky . V. Dear Sov'reign , break ...
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... feel These struggles in my breast ? When wilt thou bow my stubborn will , And give my conscience rest ? VI . Break , sovereign grace , O break the charm , And set the captive free : Reveal , Almighty GoD , thine arm , And haste to ...
... feel These struggles in my breast ? When wilt thou bow my stubborn will , And give my conscience rest ? VI . Break , sovereign grace , O break the charm , And set the captive free : Reveal , Almighty GoD , thine arm , And haste to ...
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... , Gently , as morning dews distil , The dove immortal downward flies , With peaceful olive in his bill . VIII . How sweet the voice of pardon sounds ! Sweet the relief to deep distress ! I feel the balm that heals my wounds , And 17.
... , Gently , as morning dews distil , The dove immortal downward flies , With peaceful olive in his bill . VIII . How sweet the voice of pardon sounds ! Sweet the relief to deep distress ! I feel the balm that heals my wounds , And 17.
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Hymns, Adapted to Public Worship ... for the Use of the Congregation of ... Herbert Mends Peržiūra negalima - 1801 |
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adore angels behold bless blest bliss blood boundless breast breath bright charms Christ crown him LORD darkness death divine dreadful dwell earth endless eternal ev'ry everlasting everlasting song eyes faint faith fear feel flaming foes gloomy glorious glory gracious guilt hail Hallelujah hast hear heart heav'nly heaven hell holy hope hosannas humble HYMN I'm a slave immortal JESUS joys King light mercy mercy seat mighty mortal mourn o'er pain passions peace pleasures pow'r praise prayer rapturous song Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise round sacred saints salvation Satan seraphic shine sing sinners skies slothful band smile song songs of praise sorrows soul sound Sov'reign sovereign spirit storm sweet sweet emotion tears thee thine Thou art thro thy feet thy grace thy love thy word tongue trembling triumph VIII voice voice of peace wings wond'rous ye saints
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142 psl. - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me.
142 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.
136 psl. - O 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...
174 psl. - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
15 psl. - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take: The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
145 psl. - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
140 psl. - Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given ; All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven.
209 psl. - Oh, for grace our hearts to soften! Teach us, Lord, at length to love; We, alas! forget too often What a Friend we have above: But when home our souls are brought, We will love Thee as we ought.