Hymns and Sacred Poems: Published by John Wesley, ... and Charles Wesley, ...Felix Farley; J. Wilson; and at the School-Room in the Horse-Fair: in Bath, by W. Frederick: and in London, by T. Harris; also, at the Foundery, 1742 - 304 páginas |
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... Rest , I cannot find it nigh , Naked , fick , and poor , and blind , Faft bound in Sin , and Mifery , Friend of Sinners , let me find My Help , my All in Thee . 2. Who my Misery can relate , My Depth of 2. Who [ 43 ] Another- A Welcome ...
... Rest , I cannot find it nigh , Naked , fick , and poor , and blind , Faft bound in Sin , and Mifery , Friend of Sinners , let me find My Help , my All in Thee . 2. Who my Misery can relate , My Depth of 2. Who [ 43 ] Another- A Welcome ...
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... Rest , And plung'd me into Sin . 4 . What fhall I do , or whither turn ? Defpairing of Relief , I only can my Ruin mourn With unavailing Grief . 5. Ah woe is me ! to Evil fold , And fallen back from Grace ! I never , never shall behold ...
... Rest , And plung'd me into Sin . 4 . What fhall I do , or whither turn ? Defpairing of Relief , I only can my Ruin mourn With unavailing Grief . 5. Ah woe is me ! to Evil fold , And fallen back from Grace ! I never , never shall behold ...
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... Rest : How fhall I this Death remove , How tear away th ' inrooted Dart ? Touch me , JESUS , & C .. 4. Poison now o'erflows my Cup , Fills me with thrilling Pain , Drinks my Blood , and Spirits up , And throbs in every Vein ; Yet I fear ...
... Rest : How fhall I this Death remove , How tear away th ' inrooted Dart ? Touch me , JESUS , & C .. 4. Poison now o'erflows my Cup , Fills me with thrilling Pain , Drinks my Blood , and Spirits up , And throbs in every Vein ; Yet I fear ...
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... to heal The Anguish of a Sin - fick Soul ? Doft Thou not know the Pangs I feel ? Doft Thou not fee the Billows roll ? My Soul is all a troubled Sea , I cannot find my Rest in Thee . 3. But wilt Thou let Thy Foe devour And take 3. But { 74 ]
... to heal The Anguish of a Sin - fick Soul ? Doft Thou not know the Pangs I feel ? Doft Thou not fee the Billows roll ? My Soul is all a troubled Sea , I cannot find my Rest in Thee . 3. But wilt Thou let Thy Foe devour And take 3. But { 74 ]
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... Rest . 4. Reft for my Soul I long to find ; Saviour of All , if Mine Thou art , Give me Thy meek and lowly Mind , And stamp Thine Image on my Heart . 5 . Break off the Yoke of Inbred Sin , And fully fet my Spirit free : I cannot reft ...
... Rest . 4. Reft for my Soul I long to find ; Saviour of All , if Mine Thou art , Give me Thy meek and lowly Mind , And stamp Thine Image on my Heart . 5 . Break off the Yoke of Inbred Sin , And fully fet my Spirit free : I cannot reft ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Abba Father art Thou behold Bleffing Boaft Breaft caft CHRIST clean confefs Dead Death Defire Divine doft doth Earth Eternal Everlaſting Eyes Faith Father fav'd fave feal Fear feek feel fhall fhew fing flain Fleſh Foes foon ftand ftill fuffer fure give Glorious Glory gracious Grief groan hath hear Heart Heaven Hell helpleſs Hofts Holy Hope JESU's Name JESUS juft laft Lamb Lamb of GOD let Thy live loft LORD mighty Hand Mind muft never o'er Pain Peace Praife Praiſe pray Prayer Pride Promis'd Promiſe Reft rejoice Reſt rife Righteouſneſs Salvation Satan Saviour ſhall Sinner Sins Soul ſpeak ſtand ſtay ſtill Strength Thee Thine Thou art Thou haft Thou wilt thro Thy Blood Thy Face Thy Grace Thy Love Thy Mercy Thy Name Thy Nature Thy Perfect Thy Power Thy Spirit Thy Word Thyfelf truft unto wait Weakneſs whofe Wiſdom
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Página 30 - Redeemer's throne, Where only Christ is heard to speak. Where Jesus reigns alone ; 3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean, Which neither life nor death can part From Him that dwells within ; 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine, Perfect and right and pure and good, A copy, Lord, of Thine...
Página 116 - Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable Name ? Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell : To know it now, resolved I am ; Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy Name and Nature know.
Página 116 - In vain Thou strugglest to get free, I never will unloose my hold : Art Thou the Man that died for me? The secret of Thy love unfold: Wrestling, I will not let Thee go, Till I Thy name, Thy nature know.
Página 31 - A heart in every thought renewed, and full of love divine; perfect and right and pure and good — a copy, Lord, of thine. 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, come quickly from above; write thy new name upon my heart, thy new best name of Love.
Página 115 - Come, O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see ; My company before is gone, And I am left alone with Thee ; With Thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day.
Página 265 - My God is reconciled, His pardoning voice I hear, He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear, With confidence I now draw nigh, 1*" And, Father, Abba, Father, cry ! L M.
Página 130 - They from all their toils are freed ; Them the Spirit hath declared Blest, unutterably blest ; Jesus is their great reward, Jesus is their endless rest.
Página 265 - 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.
Página 91 - Jesus' feet to lay it down ! To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 2 Rest for my soul I long to find ; Saviour of all, if mine thou art, Give me thy meek and lowly mind, And stamp thine image on my heart. 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free ; I cannot rest, till pure within, Till I am wholly lost in thee. 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God ; Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross, all...
Página 118 - For Thou art their boast, their glory and power, And I also trust to see the glad hour, My soul's new creation, a life from the dead, The day of salvation, that lifts up my head.