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Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Mostly Collected from Various Authors
Sin vista previa disponible - 2016
abroad adore Almighty angels Awake Behold bleeding bless blest bliss blood bright chearful Christ crown dear death delight dust dwell dy'd earth endless eternal everlasting exalted eyes faith Father flesh foes folemn fongs fons forgiv'n forrows foul fov'reign fulsil glorious glory God's gospel guilt hast hath hear heart heav'n heav'nly hell holy honours hope Hosanna immortal Jehovah Jesu's Jesui Jesus join joyful king Lamb Let ev'ry light lise live Lord mercy mighty mortal o'er Pardon peace pow'r prince proclaim Psal Psalm Redeemer Redeemer's reigns rejoice righteousness rise sace sacred sacrisice saith salvation sase Saviour Saviour bleed sear seeble seet shew shine sill sing sinners sins sire sirm sirst six'd skies spirit spread stand sweet thee thine thou thoughts thro throne thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy word tongue triumph trust truth vengeance voice wond'rous wonders wrath ye saints
Página 32 - See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown...
Página 190 - To pay your thanks and honours there. 4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ; Great is his grace, his mercy sure ; And the whole race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure.
Página 114 - But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe : Here, Lord, I give myself away, — 'Tis all that I can do.
Página 245 - JOIN all the glorious names of wisdom, love, and power, that ever mortals knew, that angels ever bore: all are too mean to speak his worth, too mean to set my Saviour forth.
Página 160 - In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain ; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all their noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore, They toil for heirs, they know not who, And straight are seen no more.
Página 278 - till time shall end, In memory of your dying friend ; Meet at my table, and record The love of your departed Lord.
Página 189 - 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. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love.
Página 210 - Sure I must fight if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word.