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2 When conscience is alarm'd , My numerous sins I trace : Thus far a trembling
soul may go , Without renewing grace . 3 Do we our sins confess , And all our
sins forsake ? Do we to Jesus ' blood repair , And of his grace partake ? 4 Lord ...
2 When conscience is alarm'd , My numerous sins I trace : Thus far a trembling
soul may go , Without renewing grace . 3 Do we our sins confess , And all our
sins forsake ? Do we to Jesus ' blood repair , And of his grace partake ? 4 Lord ...
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7 Our desperate state through sin declare , And speak our sins forgiven ; By
perfect holiness prepare , And take us up to heaven . 143 . C.M.- Divine
Persuasion . Hosea xi . 4 . 1 ALMIGHTY to persuade thou art , Thou Friend of
helpless wo ...
7 Our desperate state through sin declare , And speak our sins forgiven ; By
perfect holiness prepare , And take us up to heaven . 143 . C.M.- Divine
Persuasion . Hosea xi . 4 . 1 ALMIGHTY to persuade thou art , Thou Friend of
helpless wo ...
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L.M.- Hatred of Sin . 1 HOLY Lord God ! I love thy truth , Nor dare thy least
commandment slight ; Yet pierc'd by sin , the serpent's tooth , I mourn the anguish
of the bite . 2 But though the poison lurks within , Hope bids me still with patience
wait ...
L.M.- Hatred of Sin . 1 HOLY Lord God ! I love thy truth , Nor dare thy least
commandment slight ; Yet pierc'd by sin , the serpent's tooth , I mourn the anguish
of the bite . 2 But though the poison lurks within , Hope bids me still with patience
wait ...
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2 ' Tis sin gives venom to the dart - In me let every sin be slain ; From secret faults
, Lord , cleanse my heart , From wilful sins my hands restrain . 3 May I , my God ,
with holy zeal , Closely the ends of life pursue , Seek thy whole pleasure to fulfil ...
2 ' Tis sin gives venom to the dart - In me let every sin be slain ; From secret faults
, Lord , cleanse my heart , From wilful sins my hands restrain . 3 May I , my God ,
with holy zeal , Closely the ends of life pursue , Seek thy whole pleasure to fulfil ...
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8 Jesus , the Lamb of God , hath bled , He bore our sins upon the tree ! Beneath
our curse he bow'd his head ; ' Tis finish'd ! he hath died for me . 9 See , where
before thy throne he stands , And pours the ' all - prevailing prayer ! Points to his ...
8 Jesus , the Lamb of God , hath bled , He bore our sins upon the tree ! Beneath
our curse he bow'd his head ; ' Tis finish'd ! he hath died for me . 9 See , where
before thy throne he stands , And pours the ' all - prevailing prayer ! Points to his ...
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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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