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... Psalm xcv . COME , loud anthems let us sing , Loud thanks to our Almighty King ; For we our voices high should raise , When our salvation's rock we praise . 2 Into His presence let us haste , To thank Him for His favours past ; To Him ...
... Psalm xcv . COME , loud anthems let us sing , Loud thanks to our Almighty King ; For we our voices high should raise , When our salvation's rock we praise . 2 Into His presence let us haste , To thank Him for His favours past ; To Him ...
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... Psalm c . LL people that on earth do dwell Sing to the Lord with cheerful Him serve with mirth , His praise for Come ye before Him and rejoice . 2 Know ye , the Lord is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make ; We are His flock , He ...
... Psalm c . LL people that on earth do dwell Sing to the Lord with cheerful Him serve with mirth , His praise for Come ye before Him and rejoice . 2 Know ye , the Lord is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make ; We are His flock , He ...
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... Psalm c . VE nations round the earth , rejoice YE WATTS . Before the Lord , your sovereign King ; Serve Him with cheerful heart and voice , With all your tongues His glory sing . 2 The Lord is God : ' tis He alone Doth life and breath ...
... Psalm c . VE nations round the earth , rejoice YE WATTS . Before the Lord , your sovereign King ; Serve Him with cheerful heart and voice , With all your tongues His glory sing . 2 The Lord is God : ' tis He alone Doth life and breath ...
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... Psalm xxxiii . TATE AND ET all the just to God with joy Their cheerful voices raise ; For well the righteous it becomes To sing glad songs of praise . 2 By His almighty word , at first , Heaven's glorious arch was reared ; And all the ...
... Psalm xxxiii . TATE AND ET all the just to God with joy Their cheerful voices raise ; For well the righteous it becomes To sing glad songs of praise . 2 By His almighty word , at first , Heaven's glorious arch was reared ; And all the ...
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... Psalm xcii . WEET is the work , my God , my K To praise Thy name , give thanks , a To show Thy love by morning light , And talk of all Thy truth at night . 2 My heart shall triumph in my Lord , And bless His works , and bless his wo Thy ...
... Psalm xcii . WEET is the work , my God , my K To praise Thy name , give thanks , a To show Thy love by morning light , And talk of all Thy truth at night . 2 My heart shall triumph in my Lord , And bless His works , and bless his wo Thy ...
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Términos y frases comunes
abode adore Alleluia Almighty angelic songs angels art Thou behold bless blest bliss blood BONAR breath bright C.M. Psalm C.M. WATTS Christ clouds crown dark death didst divine doth Double dwell earth earthly endless eternal everlasting evermore eyes faith Father fear foes glad Glad songs glorious gracious grief H. F. LYTE Hallelujah hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honour hope Hymns Jerusalem Jesus John iv JOSIAH CONDER joyful King Lamb Lamb of God light live Lord mercy mighty mortal night o'er peace pray prayer Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins Six lines skies song Songs of praise sorrow soul Spirit strength sweet Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast Thy face Thy glory Thy grace Thy love Thy majesty Thy name Thy praise Thy throne Thy word truth unto voice weary WESLEY wonders ye saints
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Página 558 - The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring ! Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O grave, where is thy victory ? O death, where is thy sting ? MAN SHOULD STUDY HIMSELF, AND NOT PRY INTO GOD.
Página 72 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Página 240 - COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! With all thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look ! how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys ! 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.
Página 200 - Dear dying Lamb ! Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream, Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Página 339 - I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Página 200 - THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away.
Página 552 - HOW blest the righteous when he dies ! When sinks a weary soul to rest, How mildly beam the closing eyes, How gently heaves the expiring breast! 2 So fades a summer cloud away, So sinks the gale when storms are o'er : So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore.
Página 642 - Gethsemane can I forget? Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember thee ? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice! I must remember thee: — 5 Remember thee, and all thy pains, And all thy love to me; Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, Will I remember thee.
Página 72 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ : Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Página 695 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.