A Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs in Two Parts: ... Designed ... for the Use of Congregations as an Appendix to Dr. Watts's Psalms and HymnsJohn Tiebout, 1817 - 560 páginas |
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... join A garden fenc'd from common earth A good High Priest is come Alas ! by nature how deprav'd 15 67 101 332 114 289 Alas ! it is a thorny road 261 Alas ! the deep deceit and sin - 213 All hail the power of Jesus's name Almighty maker ...
... join A garden fenc'd from common earth A good High Priest is come Alas ! by nature how deprav'd 15 67 101 332 114 289 Alas ! it is a thorny road 261 Alas ! the deep deceit and sin - 213 All hail the power of Jesus's name Almighty maker ...
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... join ' Mong all the priests of Jewish race My barns are full , my stores increase My brethren , from my heart beloy'd My Captain , sound the alarm of war My God , the covenant of thy love My God , how cheering is the sound My God , my ...
... join ' Mong all the priests of Jewish race My barns are full , my stores increase My brethren , from my heart beloy'd My Captain , sound the alarm of war My God , the covenant of thy love My God , how cheering is the sound My God , my ...
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... join Now while the gospel net is cast Now we are met in holy fear Now whilst I try my heart Blessed souls are they Of all the joys we mortals know Oft as the bell with solemn toll Of rest I hear , of rest I talk · 53 282 118 · 368 163 ...
... join Now while the gospel net is cast Now we are met in holy fear Now whilst I try my heart Blessed souls are they Of all the joys we mortals know Oft as the bell with solemn toll Of rest I hear , of rest I talk · 53 282 118 · 368 163 ...
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... join our souls to thee . XII . C. M. FAWCETT . Knowledge at present imperfect . 1 Cor . xiii , 9 1 THY way , O God , is in the sea , Thy paths I cannot trace ; Nor comprehend the mystery Of thy abounding grace . 2 Here the dark veils of ...
... join our souls to thee . XII . C. M. FAWCETT . Knowledge at present imperfect . 1 Cor . xiii , 9 1 THY way , O God , is in the sea , Thy paths I cannot trace ; Nor comprehend the mystery Of thy abounding grace . 2 Here the dark veils of ...
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... plenties of the board . 5 But O what draughts of bliss unknown , What dainties shall be given , When , with the myriads round the throne , We join the feast of heaven ! There joys immeasurably high Shall overflow the soul , And GOSPEL . 25.
... plenties of the board . 5 But O what draughts of bliss unknown , What dainties shall be given , When , with the myriads round the throne , We join the feast of heaven ! There joys immeasurably high Shall overflow the soul , And GOSPEL . 25.
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Términos y frases comunes
adore angels BALT BEDDOME behold beneath bless blest bliss blood C. M. DODDRIDGE C. M. NEW SELEC C. M. RIPPON'S SELEC cheer Christ crown darkness death divine dost dwell dying earth EBEN-EZER eternal ev'ry everlasting eyes faith Father fear feel flame foes give glorious glory gospel gracious grief guilt Hallelujah hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope humble Hymn Jesus L. M. NEWTON Lamb Lamb of God live Lord mercy mortal mourn ne'er numbers o'er pain peace pow'r pray prayer Psalm ransom'd Redeemer Redeemer's reign rejoice righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Satan shine sing sinners sins skies smile song sorrows soul sovereign spirit STENNETT sweet tears thee thine thou art thou art God thou hast thy feet thy grace thy love thy name thy throne thy word trembling tune vile WATTS'S wilt wretch Ye saints
Pasajes populares
Página 142 - Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported, by thy word.
Página 274 - Welcome, sweet day of rest, That saw the Lord arise; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints today, Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray.
Página 333 - Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for men ! But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus the dead revives again...
Página 104 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Página 382 - COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love and power. He is able, He is willing, doubt no more.
Página 157 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares.
Página 167 - 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...
Página 50 - BLOW ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
Página xlii - HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled...
Página 126 - Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall ; Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 4 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, 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball.