Church Psalmody: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Public Worship ; Selected from Dr. Watts and Other AuthorsT.R. Marvin, 1857 - 598 páginas |
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... praise . Fountain of merey , God of love .... Frequent the day of God returns ... From all that dwell below the ... praise .. Give to the Lord , ye sons of fame .. Give us room that we may dwell ... Glorious things of thee are spoken ...
... praise . Fountain of merey , God of love .... Frequent the day of God returns ... From all that dwell below the ... praise .. Give to the Lord , ye sons of fame .. Give us room that we may dwell ... Glorious things of thee are spoken ...
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... praise my Maker with my breath .. I love the Lord , he heard my cries ... I love the sacred book of God .... I love the volume of thy word .. I love thy kingdom , Lord ..... ............ . I love to see the Lord below . I'm not ashamed ...
... praise my Maker with my breath .. I love the Lord , he heard my cries ... I love the sacred book of God .... I love the volume of thy word .. I love thy kingdom , Lord ..... ............ . I love to see the Lord below . I'm not ashamed ...
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... praise the Lord ... Joy to the world - the Lord is come ....... Judge me , Lord , in righteousness .. Judge me , O God , and plead my cause ... Judge me , O Lord , -and prove my ways ....... Just are thy ways , and true thy word ...
... praise the Lord ... Joy to the world - the Lord is come ....... Judge me , Lord , in righteousness .. Judge me , O God , and plead my cause ... Judge me , O Lord , -and prove my ways ....... Just are thy ways , and true thy word ...
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... praise ....... My soul , review the time ... My soul , thy great Creator praise . My soul , with humble fervor raise .. My spirit looks to God alone ....... Page . Steele . 455 Watts . 133 Pratt's Coll . 472 .... Watts . 234 Watts . 77 ...
... praise ....... My soul , review the time ... My soul , thy great Creator praise . My soul , with humble fervor raise .. My spirit looks to God alone ....... Page . Steele . 455 Watts . 133 Pratt's Coll . 472 .... Watts . 234 Watts . 77 ...
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... praise the Lord , Each with . O all ye nations , praise the Lord , His glorious .... O all ye people , clan your hands .. O all ye people , shout and sing .... O bless the Lord , my soul . His grace .... O bless the Lord , my soul . Let ...
... praise the Lord , Each with . O all ye nations , praise the Lord , His glorious .... O all ye people , clan your hands .. O all ye people , shout and sing .... O bless the Lord , my soul . His grace .... O bless the Lord , my soul . Let ...
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adore Alfreton almighty angels Behold bless blest blood cheerful Christ Corinth crown death Dedham divine Doddridge Dundee dwell earth Eastport endless eternal everlasting everlasting song exalted eyes faith Father fear flowing tears foes forever glorious gospel gracious guilt hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy honors hope Hosanna humble humble souls Hymn Jehovah Jesus joyful Judea King let thy light live Lord Medfield Medford Medway mighty mortal o'er Oh let Olmutz pardon Patmos peace Pentonville Pratt's Coll prayer proclaim raise Redeemer reigns rejoice rest righteousness rise sacred salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies songs of praise soul sovereign Spirit sweet thee thine Thou art thy face thy glory thy grace thy hand thy love Thy mercy thy name thy power thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust truth Uxbridge voice Watts wondrous worship ye saints Zion
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Página 331 - 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 73 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Página 230 - I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, — The house of thine abode, The church our blest Redeemer saved With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy church. O God ! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end.
Página 172 - While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground : He comes, to make His blessings flow, Far as the curse is found.
Página 479 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Página 265 - WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Página 307 - NOT all the blood of beasts, On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away ; A sacrifice of nobler name, And richer blood, than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back, to see The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on the cursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there.
Página 435 - CHILDREN of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. 2 Ye are...
Página 159 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night, Before the rising sun. 6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 7 Our God, our help in ages past...
Página 503 - Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Returning from his ways, While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry,