A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Social and Private WorshipStereotyped by E. White, New-York. New-York: A. Paul, printer, 72 Nassau-Street., 1824 - 420 páginas |
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... voice from the desert comes awful † Drummond . 137 Awake , my soul ! and with the sun Bp . Ken . 407 Awake , my soul ! lift up thine eyes Mrs. Barbauld . 138 Awake , my soul ! rouse every power Browne 139 6 Awake my soul ! stretch every ...
... voice from the desert comes awful † Drummond . 137 Awake , my soul ! and with the sun Bp . Ken . 407 Awake , my soul ! lift up thine eyes Mrs. Barbauld . 138 Awake , my soul ! rouse every power Browne 139 6 Awake my soul ! stretch every ...
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... voice Come , sound his praise abroad Come unto me , all ye who mourn Come , ye who love the Lord Consider all my sorrows , Lord D 14 Watts . 154 Mrs. Barbauld . 156 Watts . 15 Scotch Para . 155 Watts . 16 Watts . 410 Deem not that they ...
... voice Come , sound his praise abroad Come unto me , all ye who mourn Come , ye who love the Lord Consider all my sorrows , Lord D 14 Watts . 154 Mrs. Barbauld . 156 Watts . 15 Scotch Para . 155 Watts . 16 Watts . 410 Deem not that they ...
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... voice God reigns ; events in order flow God , to correct the world Watts . 17 Scott . 18 Jervis . 42 God , who in various methods told Watts . 3 God , who is just and kind Patrick . 18 Doddridge . 18 Scott . 18 Dyer . 3 Grace ' tis a ...
... voice God reigns ; events in order flow God , to correct the world Watts . 17 Scott . 18 Jervis . 42 God , who in various methods told Watts . 3 God , who is just and kind Patrick . 18 Doddridge . 18 Scott . 18 Dyer . 3 Grace ' tis a ...
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... . 198 Scott . 199 * 200 Doddridge . 201 † Cowper . 440 tRev . H. Moore . 202 Hear , 0 ye dead ! awake , arise Hear what God , the Lord hath spoken Cowper . 203 Hear what the voice from heaven Watts . 204 He INDEX OF FIRST LINES . XI.
... . 198 Scott . 199 * 200 Doddridge . 201 † Cowper . 440 tRev . H. Moore . 202 Hear , 0 ye dead ! awake , arise Hear what God , the Lord hath spoken Cowper . 203 Hear what the voice from heaven Watts . 204 He INDEX OF FIRST LINES . XI.
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... voice of wo I'll bless Jehovah's glorious name I'll praise my Maker with my breath I read my duty in the word Immortal God ! on thee we call Imposture shrinks from light In all my vast concerns with thee In all thy dealings , gracious ...
... voice of wo I'll bless Jehovah's glorious name I'll praise my Maker with my breath I read my duty in the word Immortal God ! on thee we call Imposture shrinks from light In all my vast concerns with thee In all thy dealings , gracious ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
adore almighty alt'd awful Behold bids blessed bliss boundless bounty breast breath bright cheerful Christ creatures crown darkness death delight divine Doddridge earth earthly endless eternal everlasting Exeter Coll faith Father Father divine fear Friend glad song gloom glorious glory gracious grateful hath hear heart heaven heavenly Henry Moore holy hope hour humble humble souls Hymn immortal Jehovah Jesus King L. M. Watts life's light live Liverpool Lord Merrick mind morning mortal night o'er obey Olney Hymns path peace prayer proclaim raise reigns repentant songs righteous rise sacred Saviour scene shine sing skies song songs of praise sorrow soul sovereign spread Steele strong to save sweet tExeter thee thine thou thought thy command thy grace thy hand thy love Thy mercy thy name thy power thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust truth voice wisdom wonders worlds unknown
Passagens conhecidas
Página 282 - THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ.
Página 367 - O blest abode ! I shall be near and like my God ! And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul.
Página 94 - THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord ; In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days, thy power confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
Página 302 - Let the sweet hope that thou art mine My life and death attend; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end.
Página 391 - THUS far the Lord has led me on. Thus far His power prolongs my days ; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of His grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I perhaps am near my home ; But He forgives my follies past, And gives me strength for days to come.
Página 58 - 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 353 - 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 25 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and He destroy.
Página 296 - That day of wrath, .that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day ? When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ! Oh ! on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! HUSH'D is the harp — the Minstrel...
Página 228 - 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...