Olney Hymns: In Three Books. ...J. Johnson, 1797 - 332 páginas |
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... dead , My God how perfect are thy ways ! My God ! till I receiv'd thy Arcke : My harp untun'd , and laid afide My fong fhall blefs the Lord of all , My foul once had its plenteous years , My foul , this curious house of clay , " My foul ...
... dead , My God how perfect are thy ways ! My God ! till I receiv'd thy Arcke : My harp untun'd , and laid afide My fong fhall blefs the Lord of all , My foul once had its plenteous years , My foul , this curious house of clay , " My foul ...
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... dead 0 Ο Fall the gifts thine hand beftows , Often thy public means of grace , Oft as the bell , with folemn toll , Oft as the leper's cafe 1 ready Oft in vain the voice of truth , O God , whofe favourable eyeshşə 3 316 1820 324 322 212 ...
... dead 0 Ο Fall the gifts thine hand beftows , Often thy public means of grace , Oft as the bell , with folemn toll , Oft as the leper's cafe 1 ready Oft in vain the voice of truth , O God , whofe favourable eyeshşə 3 316 1820 324 322 212 ...
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... dead , But God , for your fakes , fent me here . " 3 Though greatly diftreffed before , . When charg'd with purloining the cup , They now were confounded much more , Not one of them durft to look up . " Can Jofeph , whom we would have ...
... dead , But God , for your fakes , fent me here . " 3 Though greatly diftreffed before , . When charg'd with purloining the cup , They now were confounded much more , Not one of them durft to look up . " Can Jofeph , whom we would have ...
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... dead , Tho ' under means of grace they lie ! The dew still falling round their head , And yet their heart untouch'd and dry . 8 Dear Saviour , hear us when we call , To wrestling pray'r an answer give ; Pour down thy dew upon us all ...
... dead , Tho ' under means of grace they lie ! The dew still falling round their head , And yet their heart untouch'd and dry . 8 Dear Saviour , hear us when we call , To wrestling pray'r an answer give ; Pour down thy dew upon us all ...
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... dead finners bestow'd ; For man is in Jericho's cafe , ' Till cur'd by the mercy of God . 3 How noble a creature he feems ! What knowledge , invention , and skill ! How large and extenfive his schemes ! How much can he do if he will ...
... dead finners bestow'd ; For man is in Jericho's cafe , ' Till cur'd by the mercy of God . 3 How noble a creature he feems ! What knowledge , invention , and skill ! How large and extenfive his schemes ! How much can he do if he will ...
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Página 121 - Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be ; Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?
Página 45 - Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed.
Página 121 - Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ;. Partner of my throne shalt be : Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? " 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore ; Oh ! for grace to love thee more.
Página 284 - There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Página 9 - The birds without barn Or storehouse are fed ; From them let us learn To trust for our bread : His saints what is fitting Shall ne'er be denied, So long as 'tis written, The Lord will provide.
Página 36 - Ask what thou wilt?" Lord, I would seize the golden hour : I pray to be released from guilt, And freed from sin and Satan's power.
Página 187 - Here may we prove the power of prayer, To strengthen faith and sweeten care ; To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heaven before our eyes.
Página 121 - T is a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought, Do I love the Lord or no ? Am I his, or am I not...
Página 121 - Yet I mourn my stubborn will, — Find my sin a grief and thrall : Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all ? 7 [Could I joy his saints to meet ; Choose the ways I once abhorr'd ; Find, at times, the promise sweet ; If I did not love the Lord ?] 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case!
Página 214 - Lord Jesus ! help me now to flee, And seek my hope alone in thee; Apply thy blood, thy Spirit give, Subdue my sin, and let me live. 5. Then when the solemn bell I hear, If saved from guilt, I need not fear; Nor would the thought distressing be, Perhaps it next may toll for me.