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That gracious hand on which I live , Does life , and time , and death command ,
And has immortal joys to give . 3 ' Tis he supports this fainting frame , On him
alone my hopes recline ; The wondrous glories of his name , How wide they
spread ...
That gracious hand on which I live , Does life , and time , and death command ,
And has immortal joys to give . 3 ' Tis he supports this fainting frame , On him
alone my hopes recline ; The wondrous glories of his name , How wide they
spread ...
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2 Long as my God shall lend me breath , My every pulse shall beat for him ; And
when my voice is lost in death , My spirit shall resume the theme ; The gracious
theme , for ever new , Through all eternity pursue . 3 Soon as the breath of man ...
2 Long as my God shall lend me breath , My every pulse shall beat for him ; And
when my voice is lost in death , My spirit shall resume the theme ; The gracious
theme , for ever new , Through all eternity pursue . 3 Soon as the breath of man ...
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61,62 • 304,310 sovereign and gracious ........ 317 producing peace and joy . .
308,309 spirituality of review and expectation of ...... 312 truth of ... struggling with
unbelief .... 302,303 wise and gracious 33 suppressing fear ..... .238 word of .
61,62 • 304,310 sovereign and gracious ........ 317 producing peace and joy . .
308,309 spirituality of review and expectation of ...... 312 truth of ... struggling with
unbelief .... 302,303 wise and gracious 33 suppressing fear ..... .238 word of .
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Ps . Ixxxiv . 8 . 1 LORD God , omnipotent to bless , My supplication hear ;
Guardian of Jacob , to my voice Incline thy gracious ear . 2 If I have never yet
begun To tread the sacred road , O teach my wandering feet the way To Zion's
blest abode !
Ps . Ixxxiv . 8 . 1 LORD God , omnipotent to bless , My supplication hear ;
Guardian of Jacob , to my voice Incline thy gracious ear . 2 If I have never yet
begun To tread the sacred road , O teach my wandering feet the way To Zion's
blest abode !
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Not to the mount that burned with fire Now let a great effectual door Now may the
mighty arm awake ...... Montgomery Kelly .Kelly 532 519 O'er the realms of Pagan
darkness Of all the gifts thine hand bestows Of thy love some gracious token ...
Not to the mount that burned with fire Now let a great effectual door Now may the
mighty arm awake ...... Montgomery Kelly .Kelly 532 519 O'er the realms of Pagan
darkness Of all the gifts thine hand bestows Of thy love some gracious token ...
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adore angels appear bear Behold bless blest bliss blood breath bright bring cheerful Christ command crown darkness dear death delight divine Doddridge dwell earth eternal everlasting eyes face faith Father fear feel feet flow foes give glorious glory gospel grace gracious hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour humble Jesus join King land lift light live Lord meet mercy mind mortal never night o'er pain peace praise prayer presence proclaim raise reign rejoice rest rise round sacred saints salvation Saviour seek shine sing sinners sins skies smiles song soul sound sovereign Spirit spread stand sweet tears thee thine thou thought thousand throne thy grace thy name trust truth voice wait wings wonders
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Página 193 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; — The heathen in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.
Página 145 - Open now the crystal fountain, Whence the healing streams do flow ; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through : Strong Deliverer, Be thou still my strength and shield.
Página 204 - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Página 8 - And press with vigour on : A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey : Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 ?Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; :Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye : 4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | A Collection of Hymns |
| Autor | Thomas Russell |
| Edición | 15, reimpresa |
| Editor | author, and sold, 1834 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 11 Dic. 2006 |
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