Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian Devotion, in Publick and Private. Selected from the Best Authors, with Variations and AdditionsThomas Wells. no. 3 Hanover-street. Lincoln & Edmands, printers, 1817 - 507 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 58 találatból.
4. oldal
... hour of her departure : when it came , she wel- comed its approach ; and having taken an affec- tionate leave of her friends , closed her eyes with these animating words on her lips , " I know that my Redeemer liveth . " * This account ...
... hour of her departure : when it came , she wel- comed its approach ; and having taken an affec- tionate leave of her friends , closed her eyes with these animating words on her lips , " I know that my Redeemer liveth . " * This account ...
25. oldal
... and sincere ; When shall I wake and find me there ! 3 O glorious hour , O blest abode ! I shall be near and like my God , * And flesh and sense no more control The sacred pleasures 3 PSALM 17 . 25 2 But clouds and darkness intervene, ...
... and sincere ; When shall I wake and find me there ! 3 O glorious hour , O blest abode ! I shall be near and like my God , * And flesh and sense no more control The sacred pleasures 3 PSALM 17 . 25 2 But clouds and darkness intervene, ...
35. oldal
... hour of deep distress , " My God , support thy SON , " When horrors dark my soul oppress , " O leave me not alone ! " 2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray , With mighty cries and tears ; God heard him in that dreadful day , And chas'd ...
... hour of deep distress , " My God , support thy SON , " When horrors dark my soul oppress , " O leave me not alone ! " 2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray , With mighty cries and tears ; God heard him in that dreadful day , And chas'd ...
39. oldal
... hours defend . 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint , Or on the thirsty mountain pant ; To fertile vales , and dewy meads , My weary , wandering steps he leads ; Where peaceful rivers , soft and slow , Amidst the verdant landscapes flow ...
... hours defend . 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint , Or on the thirsty mountain pant ; To fertile vales , and dewy meads , My weary , wandering steps he leads ; Where peaceful rivers , soft and slow , Amidst the verdant landscapes flow ...
59. oldal
... hour will come , Apace it hastens on , To bear this body to the tomb , And thee to scenes unknown . 2 My heart , long labouring with its wocs , Shall pant and sink away ; And you , my eyelids , soon shall close On the last glimmering ...
... hour will come , Apace it hastens on , To bear this body to the tomb , And thee to scenes unknown . 2 My heart , long labouring with its wocs , Shall pant and sink away ; And you , my eyelids , soon shall close On the last glimmering ...
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian Devotion ... Jeremy Belknap,John Clarke Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2019 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
adore almighty Behold bless blest bliss breath cheerful Christ Common Metre death delight divine DODDRIDGE dust dwell earth eternal everlasting everlasting song exalted eyes faith Father fear feet flowing tears foes glorious glory gospel gracious happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls HYMN immortal Israel Jesus King let thy light live Long Metre Lord mighty mortal mourn o'er pain peace proclaim PSALM raise reigns rejoice repentant song righteous rise saints salvation Saviour shine Short Metre sing sinners sins skies song songs of praise sorrow soul sovereign spirit spread STEELE TATE thee thine Thou art thy command thy face thy grace thy hand thy love Thy mercy thy name thy power thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust truth voice wakeful eyes wars of heaven WATTS WATTS united Whilst wilt wonders wondrous ye saints
Népszerű szakaszok
10. oldal - 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...
35. oldal - To be exalted thus :" "Worthy the LAMB," our lips reply, For He was slain for us.
223. 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.
138. oldal - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3...
255. oldal - Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing.
217. oldal - 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.
135. oldal - He formed the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground. 3 Come, worship at his throne, Come, bow before the Lord ; We are his works, and not our own ; He formed us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God.
139. oldal - We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth with her ten thousand tongues Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
251. oldal - 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 ! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! Up to his Father's court he flies ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies.
137. oldal - JOY to the world ! the Lord is come ; Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth ! the Saviour reigns ; Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains. Repeat the sounding joy.