A collection of psalms and hymns in the Mohawk language , for the use of the Six Nation IndiansPrinted at Ruthven's Book & Job Office &c. King-Street, 1839 - 80 páginas |
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... faith , to thee I lift My weary , longing eyes : O let me now receive that gift , My soul without it dies . 5 Surely thou canst not let me die ; O speak , and I shall live ; And here I will unwearied lie , Till thou thy spirit give . 6 ...
... faith , to thee I lift My weary , longing eyes : O let me now receive that gift , My soul without it dies . 5 Surely thou canst not let me die ; O speak , and I shall live ; And here I will unwearied lie , Till thou thy spirit give . 6 ...
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... This earth , he cries , is not my place , I seek my place in heaven : 2 A country far from mortal sight , Yet O ! by faith I see ; The land of rest the saints ' delight , The heaven prepared for me . 3 O yo nen dont ka ronh ya geh , 11.
... This earth , he cries , is not my place , I seek my place in heaven : 2 A country far from mortal sight , Yet O ! by faith I see ; The land of rest the saints ' delight , The heaven prepared for me . 3 O yo nen dont ka ronh ya geh , 11.
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... faith with me , My fellow - soldiers , fight : In mighty phalanx join'd , To battle all proceed ; Arm'd with th'unconquerable mind Which was in CHRIST your Head . Hymn 21. S. M. NATHER , our hearts we lift Up to thy gracious throne ...
... faith with me , My fellow - soldiers , fight : In mighty phalanx join'd , To battle all proceed ; Arm'd with th'unconquerable mind Which was in CHRIST your Head . Hymn 21. S. M. NATHER , our hearts we lift Up to thy gracious throne ...
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... faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone . pray 4 Thus , with my thoughts composed to peace , I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; Thy hand in safety keeps my days , And will my slumbers keep . W Hymn 29. S. M. ELCOME , sweet day of rest ...
... faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone . pray 4 Thus , with my thoughts composed to peace , I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; Thy hand in safety keeps my days , And will my slumbers keep . W Hymn 29. S. M. ELCOME , sweet day of rest ...
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... faith , my heart to raise , And fix on things above ; Spirit of sacrifice and praise , Of holiness and love . Hymn 32. C. M. let this feeble fail , And let it faint or die ; My soul shall quit the mournful vale , And soar to worlds on ...
... faith , my heart to raise , And fix on things above ; Spirit of sacrifice and praise , Of holiness and love . Hymn 32. C. M. let this feeble fail , And let it faint or die ; My soul shall quit the mournful vale , And soar to worlds on ...
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Página 10 - 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 :"— "Worthy the Lamb"— our lips reply,
Página 49 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God : All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
Página 61 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and early rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Página 42 - 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 62 - 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 40 - The Father hears him pray, • His dear anointed One : He cannot turn away The presence of his Son : His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 5 My God is reconciled ; His pard'ning voice I hear : He owns me for his child ; I can no longer fear : With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba, Father, cry.
Página 43 - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise And Earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
Página 20 - JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Página 22 - Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 5 Ye who have sold for naught Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
Página 7 - Our souls can neither fly nor go, To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4...