Church Psalmody: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Public Worship. Selected from Dr. Watts and Other AuthorsPerkins & Marvin, 1841 - 576 oldal |
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adore Alfreton almighty angels Behold bless blest blood C. M. St cheerful Christ Corinth crown death Dedham divine Dundee dwell earth Eastport endless eternal everlasting everlasting song exalted eyes faith Father fear flowing tears foes forever glorious gracious Grafton guilt hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell Hingham holy honors hope Hosanna humble humble souls Hymn Jehovah Jesus joyful Judea King let thy light live Lord Medfield Medford Medway mighty mortal mourn o'er Oh let Olmutz pardon Patmos peace Pentonville prayer proclaim raise Redeemer reigns rejoice rest righteousness rise sacred salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies songs of praise soul sovereign Spirit spread sweet thee thine thou art thy face thy glory thy grace thy hand thy love thy mercy thy name thy power thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust truth voice wonders wondrous worship ye saints Zion
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574. oldal - Break forth into joy, sing together, ye waste places of Jerusalem : For the Lord hath comforted his people, he hath redeemed Jerusalem.
305. oldal - 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.
465. oldal - 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...
518. oldal - The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
336. oldal - 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.
265. oldal - WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
343. oldal - COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys : Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys.
274. oldal - Darkness. 1 GOD moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign, will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
571. oldal - O come, let us sing unto the Lord ; let us heartily rejoice in the strength of our salvation.
575. oldal - Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me. Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not thy holy spirit from me. Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit. Then will I teach transgressors thy ways; and sinners shall be converted unto thee.