Hymns and Sacred Poems: Published by John Wesley, ... and Charles Wesley, ...Felix Farley; J. Wilson; and at the School-Room in the Horse-Fair: in Bath, by W. Frederick: and in London, by T. Harris; also, at the Foundery, 1742 - 304 páginas |
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4 . The Father hears Him pray , His dear Anointed One , He cannot turn away The Prefence of His Son : His Spirit answers to the Blood , And tells me , I am born of GoD . 5. My GOD is reconcil'd , His Pard'ning Voice I hear , He owns me ...
4 . The Father hears Him pray , His dear Anointed One , He cannot turn away The Prefence of His Son : His Spirit answers to the Blood , And tells me , I am born of GoD . 5. My GOD is reconcil'd , His Pard'ning Voice I hear , He owns me ...
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Hymns and Sacred Poems: Published by John Wesley, ... and Charles Wesley, John Wesley,Charles Wesley Sin vista previa disponible - 2017 |
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Términos y frases comunes
Angels appear Arms bear behold believe Bleffing Blood born bring caft CHRIST clean Comfort Dead Death Defire depart died Divine doth Earth Eternal Eyes Face Faith fall Father fave Fear feel Feet fhall fhew Fleſh Foes Friend ftill fure give given Glorious Glory gracious Hand hath Head hear Heart Heaven Hell Help Holy Hope Hour JESU's JESUS keep King known Lamb lift Light live loft look LORD meet Mind move Nature never Open Pain Peace Perfect Place poor Power Praife praiſe pray Prayer Pride Promiſe prove pure receive rejoice remain remove rife Salvation Saviour ſhall Sinners Sins Soul Speak Spirit Strength Surely tell Thee Thine Things Thou art Thought thro Thy Blood Thy Grace Thy Love Thy Name Thy Word Till true Truth turn unto wait wilt World
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Página 30 - Redeemer's throne, Where only Christ is heard to speak. Where Jesus reigns alone ; 3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean, Which neither life nor death can part From Him that dwells within ; 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine, Perfect and right and pure and good, A copy, Lord, of Thine...
Página 116 - Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable Name ? Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell : To know it now, resolved I am ; Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy Name and Nature know.
Página 116 - In vain Thou strugglest to get free, I never will unloose my hold : Art Thou the Man that died for me? The secret of Thy love unfold: Wrestling, I will not let Thee go, Till I Thy name, Thy nature know.
Página 31 - A heart in every thought renewed, and full of love divine; perfect and right and pure and good — a copy, Lord, of thine. 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, come quickly from above; write thy new name upon my heart, thy new best name of Love.
Página 115 - Come, O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see ; My company before is gone, And I am left alone with Thee ; With Thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day.
Página 265 - My God is reconciled, His pardoning voice I hear, He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear, With confidence I now draw nigh, 1*" And, Father, Abba, Father, cry ! L M.
Página 130 - They from all their toils are freed ; Them the Spirit hath declared Blest, unutterably blest ; Jesus is their great reward, Jesus is their endless rest.
Página 265 - The Father hears him pray, His dear anointed One : He cannot turn away The presence of his Son : His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I. am born of God.
Página 91 - Jesus' feet to lay it down ! To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 2 Rest for my soul I long to find ; Saviour of all, if mine thou art, Give me thy meek and lowly mind, And stamp thine image on my heart. 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free ; I cannot rest, till pure within, Till I am wholly lost in thee. 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God ; Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross, all...
Página 118 - For Thou art their boast, their glory and power, And I also trust to see the glad hour, My soul's new creation, a life from the dead, The day of salvation, that lifts up my head.