Sacred Poetry:: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian Devotion, in Publick and PrivateJohn Clarke, Jedidiah Morse, William Ellery Channing Thomas Wells, no. 3 Hanover-Street. Lincoln & Edmands, printers., 1820 - 500 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
adore Almighty angels appear bear Behold bless blest breath bright bring cheerful Christ command Common Metre dark death delight divine dust dwell earth eternal ev'ry eyes face faith Father fear feet flow foes give glorious glory grace hand happy hast head hear heart heav'n heav'nly holy honours hope hour humble HYMN Jesus join keep kind King known land light live Long Metre Lord mighty mind mortal nature never night o'er pain peace pow'r praise proclaim PSALM race raise reigns rejoice rest rich righteousness rise round sacred saints salvation Saviour seek shine Short sing sinners sins skies song sons soul sound speak Spirit spread spring stand strength thee thine thou thoughts thousand throne thy grace thy name thy word tongue trust truth voice wait WATTS Whilst wonders
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Página 219 - To you, in David's town, this day, Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ, the Lord, And this shall be the sign : — 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find, To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
Página 28 - THE heavens declare thy glory Lord ; In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy power confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
Página 219 - All glory be to God on high ! And to the earth be peace ; Good-will henceforth from heaven to men Begin, and never cease...
Página 77 - How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found...
Página 88 - I'M not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend his cause ; Maintain the honor of his word, The glory of his cross. 2 Jesus, my God ! — I know his name — His name is all my trust ; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as his throne — his promise stands, And he can well secure What I've committed to his hands, Till the decisive hour. 4 Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father's face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place.
Página 113 - With warm desires To see my God. 2 O happy souls that pray, Where God appoints to hear ! O happy men, that pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still ; And happy they That love the way To Zion's hill.
Página 191 - BLEST are the sons of peace, Whose hearts and hopes are one ; Whose kind designs to serve and please Through all their actions run. 2 Blest is the pious house Where zeal and friendship meet ; Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, Make their communion sweet.
Página 207 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Página 245 - Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ; And, lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way.
Página 206 - WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys ; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.