Hymns, Adapted to Public Worship ... for the Use of the Congregation of Protestant Dissenters Assembling in Batter-Street, PlymouthP. Nettleton, 1801 - 322 oldal |
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ix. oldal
... thee And can my heart aspire so high Away my unbelieving fear Another six days work is done Awake our drowsy souls Awake ! celestial mercy cries Amidst a world of hopes and fears All hail the pow'r of Jesus ' name At length the ...
... thee And can my heart aspire so high Away my unbelieving fear Another six days work is done Awake our drowsy souls Awake ! celestial mercy cries Amidst a world of hopes and fears All hail the pow'r of Jesus ' name At length the ...
x. oldal
... struck with grief and awe Enraptur'd with his charming name Eternal wisdom , thee we praise Exalted high at God's right hand - Eternal power ! whose high abode F. · Fairest of all the lights above Forgiveness ! X. INDEX .
... struck with grief and awe Enraptur'd with his charming name Eternal wisdom , thee we praise Exalted high at God's right hand - Eternal power ! whose high abode F. · Fairest of all the lights above Forgiveness ! X. INDEX .
xi. oldal
... thee I call H. Hence from my soul , my sins depart He dies - the heavenly lover dies How meanly dwells th ' immortal mind How long shall death the tyrant reign Hark ! ' tis the trump of God - 112 - 124 210 Hail ! thou eternal Logos ...
... thee I call H. Hence from my soul , my sins depart He dies - the heavenly lover dies How meanly dwells th ' immortal mind How long shall death the tyrant reign Hark ! ' tis the trump of God - 112 - 124 210 Hail ! thou eternal Logos ...
xvi. oldal
... thee the first , the perfect fair To thee , my God , my days are known The spacious firmament on high - The Lord my pasture shall prepare The billows swell , the winds are high ' Tis past - the dreadful stormy night Thou only source of ...
... thee the first , the perfect fair To thee , my God , my days are known The spacious firmament on high - The Lord my pasture shall prepare The billows swell , the winds are high ' Tis past - the dreadful stormy night Thou only source of ...
3. oldal
... thee what endless wonders meet ! What various glory shines ! The crossing rays too fiercely beat Upon our fainting minds . VI . Angels are lost in sweet surprize If thou unvail thy grace ; And humble awe runs through the skies , When ...
... thee what endless wonders meet ! What various glory shines ! The crossing rays too fiercely beat Upon our fainting minds . VI . Angels are lost in sweet surprize If thou unvail thy grace ; And humble awe runs through the skies , When ...
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Hymns, Adapted to Public Worship ... for the Use of the Congregation of ... Herbert Mends Nincs elérhető előnézet - 1801 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
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
Népszerű szakaszok
142. oldal - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me.
142. oldal - 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. oldal - 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. oldal - 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. oldal - 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. oldal - 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. oldal - 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. oldal - 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.