A collection of hymns and sacred poemsGeorge Bonham. And sold by S. Edwards, 1779 - 178 páginas |
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... wounds do flow ; Dart down Thy bright refreshing beams To us Thy goodness fhew . ; 3. " Tis Thy defire to save the loft , To ease them of their pain ; Therefore we come to Thee , blest LAMB , Who for our fins was flain . 4 . O'er ftream ...
... wounds do flow ; Dart down Thy bright refreshing beams To us Thy goodness fhew . ; 3. " Tis Thy defire to save the loft , To ease them of their pain ; Therefore we come to Thee , blest LAMB , Who for our fins was flain . 4 . O'er ftream ...
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... wounds the heart , and He makes whole ; He calms the tempeft of the foul ; When He fhuts up in long despair , Who can remove the heavy bar ? 5 . ; He frowns , and darkness veils the moon ; The fainting fun grows dim at noon The pillars ...
... wounds the heart , and He makes whole ; He calms the tempeft of the foul ; When He fhuts up in long despair , Who can remove the heavy bar ? 5 . ; He frowns , and darkness veils the moon ; The fainting fun grows dim at noon The pillars ...
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... wounds and ghaftly fcars ! See his diforder'd ruffled hairs , Matted with duft and clotted gore ! 4 . 1 Behold what furrows in His flesh , On breaft , neck , back , the fcourge has In robes of mockery array'd , [ made ! And bound in ...
... wounds and ghaftly fcars ! See his diforder'd ruffled hairs , Matted with duft and clotted gore ! 4 . 1 Behold what furrows in His flesh , On breaft , neck , back , the fcourge has In robes of mockery array'd , [ made ! And bound in ...
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... 2. Death was the threat'ning : Death began To take poffeffion of the man ; His unborn race receiv'd the wound , And heavy curfes fmote the ground . D 2 3. But L 3. But Satan found a worfe reward ; 4 HYMNS 27 AND SACRED POEMS .
... 2. Death was the threat'ning : Death began To take poffeffion of the man ; His unborn race receiv'd the wound , And heavy curfes fmote the ground . D 2 3. But L 3. But Satan found a worfe reward ; 4 HYMNS 27 AND SACRED POEMS .
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... wounds again ! Trample on his precious blood ! No ; with all your fins you'll part : And give the Lord a broken heart ! + CXXIII . Bleffed are the Dead that die in the Lord . 1 . EAR what the voice from heav'n pro- · HEAR claims , For ...
... wounds again ! Trample on his precious blood ! No ; with all your fins you'll part : And give the Lord a broken heart ! + CXXIII . Bleffed are the Dead that die in the Lord . 1 . EAR what the voice from heav'n pro- · HEAR claims , For ...
Términos y frases comunes
adore Almighty angels Behold bleffings bleft blifs blood chearful CHRIST crofs darkneſs dead dear death defcend defire divine duft dwell dy'd e'er earth endleſs eternal ev'ry everlaſting eyes face facred facrifice fafe faints faith falvation FATHER fave feaft feal fear feek fhall fhew fhine fhould fing finners fkies flain fleep fleſh fmiles fongs fons foon forrows foul fov'reign fpirit fpread ftand ftill ftreams ftrength fuch fweet glorious glory God's guilt heart heav'n heav'nly hell Hofanna holy humble immortal JESU's JESUS joyful joys juft KING light live LORD mercy mortal muft muſt o'er paffions pain peace pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe prefence raife raiſe redeeming reft reign rejoice rife SAVIOUR ſhall ſkies ſky ſtand tafte Thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe Thou thouſand thro throne Thy grace Thy love tongue triumph voice Whilft whofe wings wond'rous word wounds
Pasajes populares
Página 102 - Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize ; Soon our Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given ; All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven. Robert Seagrave. Title: "The Pilgrim's Song.
Página 46 - Prince of peace ! Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings : Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth.
Página 132 - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all : — 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest ; And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.
Página 80 - Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer : The desert Thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and Thy victory too. 4 Be Thou my pattern ; make me bear More of Thy gracious image here. Then God the Judge shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb.
Página 15 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy.
Página 43 - To feed the hungry, clothe the poor ; Or give my body to the flame, To gain a martyr's glorious name, — 4 If love to God and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain ; Nor tongues nor gifts nor fiery zeal The work of love can e'er fulfil.
Página 24 - COME, let us anew Our journey pursue — Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear ; His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.
Página 24 - Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus.
Página 130 - To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt To form themselves in prayer. 5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd From whom those comforts flow'd. 6 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me up to man.
Página 72 - God appear ! 4 Yea, Amen ; let all adore Thee, High on Thine eternal throne : Saviour, take the power and glory ; Claim the kingdom for Thine own, O come quickly, Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come.