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... , seem scarcely to be calculated , in usual circumstances , to raise the devotional af- fections , or to be generally suited to the purposes of Public Worship . V In laying down the foregoing principles , the Editors.
... , seem scarcely to be calculated , in usual circumstances , to raise the devotional af- fections , or to be generally suited to the purposes of Public Worship . V In laying down the foregoing principles , the Editors.
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... raise R. Raise your triumphant songs . Raise your voice , and joyful sing Rejoice , ye righteous ! in the Lord ; Religion's path they never trod .... Remark , my soul ! the narrow bounds S. Salvation ! O the joyful sound ! * See from on ...
... raise R. Raise your triumphant songs . Raise your voice , and joyful sing Rejoice , ye righteous ! in the Lord ; Religion's path they never trod .... Remark , my soul ! the narrow bounds S. Salvation ! O the joyful sound ! * See from on ...
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... raise ; And earth with her ten thousand tongues Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise . 5 . Wide as the world is thy command ; Vast as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand , When rolling years shall cease to move ...
... raise ; And earth with her ten thousand tongues Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise . 5 . Wide as the world is thy command ; Vast as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand , When rolling years shall cease to move ...
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... raise The grateful , though unworthy song . 9. P. M. Praise from all Nature . 1 . BEGIN , my soul ! the exalted lay ; Let each enraptur'd thought obey , And praise the Almighty's name ; Let heaven , and earth , and seas , and skies , In ...
... raise The grateful , though unworthy song . 9. P. M. Praise from all Nature . 1 . BEGIN , my soul ! the exalted lay ; Let each enraptur'd thought obey , And praise the Almighty's name ; Let heaven , and earth , and seas , and skies , In ...
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... raise To him , who shap'd your finer mould , Who tipp'd your glittering wings with gold , And tun'd your voice to praise . 5 . Let man - by nobler passions sway'd— The feeling heart , the judging head In heavenly praise employ ; Spread ...
... raise To him , who shap'd your finer mould , Who tipp'd your glittering wings with gold , And tun'd your voice to praise . 5 . Let man - by nobler passions sway'd— The feeling heart , the judging head In heavenly praise employ ; Spread ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
adore almighty awful beams behold bids Bless'd blessings blest bliss boundless bounty breast breath bright cheerful Christ comfort crown death delight divine earth earthly endless eternal everlasting eyes faith Father FATHER divine fear form'd frame Friend gloom glorious glory golden ear gospel gracious grateful Hallelujah hath heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour humble humble soul Hymn immortal Jesus life's light live LORD love divine mind morning mortal o'er obey P. M. Praise pain peace perfect bliss prayer proclaim raise realms of joy reigns repentant songs resign'd righteousness rise sacred salvation Saviour's scene shine sing skies smiles song songs of praise sorrows soul sovereign strong to save sweet thee thine 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 Whate'er wisdom wonders wondrous worlds unknown worship
Passagens conhecidas
Página 23 - Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known ; He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand: Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God.
Página 3 - 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...
Página 68 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Página 46 - 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.
Página 170 - All that spring with bounteous hand Scatters o'er the smiling land ; All that liberal autumn pours From her rich, o'erflowing stores : 5 These to thee, our God ! we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow ! And for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise.
Página 89 - 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 247 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Página 151 - In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer.
Página 237 - 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. 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head, While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed.
Página 108 - Jesus' sacred voice, Come and make my paths your choice : I will guide you to your home ; Weary pilgrim, hither come ! 2 Thou, who, houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste ! 3 Ye, who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; Ye, whose...