A selection of psalms & hymns, by T. JonesThomas Jones (chaplain to the earl of Peterborough) 1812 |
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... sweet promise of his grace , And the performing God . Proclaim Salvation from the Lord For wretched dying men ; ' His hand has writ the sacred word With an immortal pen . Engrav'd as in eternal brass , The mighty promise shines 8 HYMNS .
... sweet promise of his grace , And the performing God . Proclaim Salvation from the Lord For wretched dying men ; ' His hand has writ the sacred word With an immortal pen . Engrav'd as in eternal brass , The mighty promise shines 8 HYMNS .
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... I spread my cares , And pour my woes abroad . To thee I tell each rising grief , For thou alone canst heal ; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For ev'ry pain I feel . But O ! when gloomy doubts prevail , I fear HYMNS . 13.
... I spread my cares , And pour my woes abroad . To thee I tell each rising grief , For thou alone canst heal ; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For ev'ry pain I feel . But O ! when gloomy doubts prevail , I fear HYMNS . 13.
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... sweet morning star , And he my rising sun . The op'ning heav'ns around me shine With beams of sacred bliss , While Jesus shews his heart is mine , And whispers , I am nis ! ' . My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting ...
... sweet morning star , And he my rising sun . The op'ning heav'ns around me shine With beams of sacred bliss , While Jesus shews his heart is mine , And whispers , I am nis ! ' . My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting ...
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... sweet beams create my noon ; If thou withdraw , ' tis night . And whilst upon my restless bed , Amongst the shades I roll , If my Redeemer shews his head , ' Tis morning with my soul . To thee we owe our wealth and friends , And health ...
... sweet beams create my noon ; If thou withdraw , ' tis night . And whilst upon my restless bed , Amongst the shades I roll , If my Redeemer shews his head , ' Tis morning with my soul . To thee we owe our wealth and friends , And health ...
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... sweet assurance claim A portion so divine ! This only can my fears controul , And bid my sorrows fly ; What harm can ever reach my Beneath my Father's eye ? soul Whate'er thy providence denies , I calmly would resign ! For thou art just ...
... sweet assurance claim A portion so divine ! This only can my fears controul , And bid my sorrows fly ; What harm can ever reach my Beneath my Father's eye ? soul Whate'er thy providence denies , I calmly would resign ! For thou art just ...
Términos y frases comunes
adore Almighty angels behold bless blest bliss breast bright Canaan cheer Christ Christian comfort crown death divine dwell dy'd earth endless eternal ev'ry everlasting everlasting song evermore eyes faint faith Father fear foes giv'n give glorious glory gospel gracious guilt Hallelujah happy hath hear heart heav'n heav'nly hell holy honour hope Hosanna immortal immortal song Jesu's Jesus join joyful King Lamb Lamb of God Let thy light lives Lord love divine mighty mortal nigh o'er pain peace pow'r pray'r proclaim ransom'd rapturous song Redeemer reigns rejoice rest righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Satan seraphs shine sing sinners sins skies smile song songs of praise sorrows soul sov'reign Spirit sweet thee thine thou art thou art God thro throne thy blood thy face thy grace thy love Thy mercy thy name thy praise thy word tongue triumph voice wonders wretched ye saints
Pasajes populares
Página 431 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours.
Página 233 - There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Página 54 - Glory to the new-born KINO. Amen Christmas. Hymn 48. (SECOND TuNE). X "Glory to GOD in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men." HARK I the herald angels sing Glory to the new-born KING, Peace on earth, and mercy mild, GOD and sinners reconciled. Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With the angelic host proclaim CHRIST is born in Bethlehem, Hark!
Página 180 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Página 10 - 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.
Página 224 - AMAZING grace ! how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see.
Página 126 - Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought; But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought.
Página 29 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Página 55 - Prince of peace ! Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings : Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth.
Página 429 - Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.