The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley, collected and arranged by G. Osborn, Volumen21869 |
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... longer will I grieve or pine ; Thy pleasure ' tis , it shall be mine . 3 Thy med'cine puts me to great smart , Thou wound'st me in the tenderest part ; But ' tis with a design to cure ; I must and will Thy touch endure : All that I ...
... longer will I grieve or pine ; Thy pleasure ' tis , it shall be mine . 3 Thy med'cine puts me to great smart , Thou wound'st me in the tenderest part ; But ' tis with a design to cure ; I must and will Thy touch endure : All that I ...
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... longer with the ' old Adam bear ; Lead on , dear Lord , consume him there . ANOTHER . I JESU , Thy soul renew my own , Thy sufferings for my sins atone : Thy sacred body slain for me , From sin and misery set me free . 2 The water ...
... longer with the ' old Adam bear ; Lead on , dear Lord , consume him there . ANOTHER . I JESU , Thy soul renew my own , Thy sufferings for my sins atone : Thy sacred body slain for me , From sin and misery set me free . 2 The water ...
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... longer . 8 Suffer him no more to harm her ; Make her clean , Purge her sin , Take away his armour . 9 Jesu , mighty to deliver , Satan foil , Take the spoil , Make her Thine for ever . 10 Jesu , all to Thee is given : All obey , Own Thy ...
... longer . 8 Suffer him no more to harm her ; Make her clean , Purge her sin , Take away his armour . 9 Jesu , mighty to deliver , Satan foil , Take the spoil , Make her Thine for ever . 10 Jesu , all to Thee is given : All obey , Own Thy ...
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... , Let it stand no longer . 9 Overturn it , overturn it , Down with it , Let the feet Of Thy servants spurn it . 10 Surely now the charm is broken : Thou hast 32 Thanksgiving for her Deliverance . Thanksgiving for her Deliverance.
... , Let it stand no longer . 9 Overturn it , overturn it , Down with it , Let the feet Of Thy servants spurn it . 10 Surely now the charm is broken : Thou hast 32 Thanksgiving for her Deliverance . Thanksgiving for her Deliverance.
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... Feel His power , Fly before Us , thou foul accuser . 17 Thou no longer shalt oppress us : Triumph we Over thee In the name of Jesus . VOL . II . D APPENDIX . To the " Collection of Psalms and Hymns Thanksgiving for her Deliverance . 33.
... Feel His power , Fly before Us , thou foul accuser . 17 Thou no longer shalt oppress us : Triumph we Over thee In the name of Jesus . VOL . II . D APPENDIX . To the " Collection of Psalms and Hymns Thanksgiving for her Deliverance . 33.
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Términos y frases comunes
adore angels art Thou behold believe bless breast bring cast CHARLES WESLEY Christ clean dead death Divine dost doth earth eternal everlasting everlasting love eyes Father fear feel flesh foes give glorious glory gracious grief groan guilty Hast Thou hath hear heart heart of stone heaven hell helpless holy hope HYMN Jesu's name Jesus King Lamb Lamb of God let Thy live Lord mighty hand mind never nigh o'er pain peace perfect bliss pray prayer pride promise Psalm receive redeem rejoice rest righteousness salvation Satan Saviour sinner sins soul speak strength Surely tender mercies Thee Thine Thou art Thou canst Thou hast Thou shalt Thou wilt Thy blood Thy face Thy feet Thy grace Thy love Thy mercy Thy name Thy nature Thy perfect Thy power Thy right Thy Spirit Thy word Thyself truth unto wait ye ministers
Pasajes populares
Página 208 - WESLEY'S COL. For Christian Principles. 1 MY God, my strength, my hope, On thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know thou hear'st my prayer. Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do ; On thee, almighty to create, Almighty to renew.
Página 78 - 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 174 - What though my shrinking flesh complain, And murmur to contend so long, I rise superior to my pain ; When I am weak, then I am strong ; And when my all of strength shall fail, I shall with the God-man prevail.
Página 208 - I rest upon thy word ; The promise is for me ; My succour and salvation, Lord, Shall surely come from thee ; But let me still abide, Nor from my hope remove, Till thou my patient spirit guide Into thy perfect love.
Página 189 - HARK ! a voice divides the sky, — Happy are the faithful dead ! In the Lord who sweetly die, 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 175 - tis Love! Thou diedst for me! I hear Thy whisper in my heart! The morning breaks, the shadows flee; Pure universal Love Thou art ! To me, to all, Thy bowels move; Thy nature, and Thy name, is Love!
Página 175 - My prayer hath power with God ; the grace Unspeakable I now receive, Through faith I see thee face to face, I see thee face to face, and live : In vain I have not wept, and strove, Thy nature, and thy name is love.
Página 209 - I want a heart to pray, To pray and never cease, Never to murmur at thy stay, Or wish my sufferings less.
Página 174 - 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, thy Nature know.
Página 175 - Yield to me now, for I am weak, But confident in self-despair ; Speak to my heart, in blessings speak, Be conquered by my instant prayer ! Speak, or Thou never hence shalt move, And tell me, if Thy Name is Love ? 9.