A collection of psalms and hymns in the Mohawk language , for the use of the Six Nation IndiansPrinted at Ruthven's Book & Job Office &c. King-Street, 1839 - 80 páginas |
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Where will the growing numbers end , The numbers of thy grace ! 2 Thou art my everlasting trust ; Thy goodness I adore : Send down thy grace , O blessed LORD ! That I may love thee more . 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the ...
Where will the growing numbers end , The numbers of thy grace ! 2 Thou art my everlasting trust ; Thy goodness I adore : Send down thy grace , O blessed LORD ! That I may love thee more . 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the ...
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... grace To all eternity . Hymn 9. S. M. LMIGHTY Maker , God , ALMIGHTY Maker , nom 2 3 с How glorious is thy name ! Thy wonders how diffused abroad , Throughout creation's frame ! In native white and red The rose and lily stand , And free ...
... grace To all eternity . Hymn 9. S. M. LMIGHTY Maker , God , ALMIGHTY Maker , nom 2 3 с How glorious is thy name ! Thy wonders how diffused abroad , Throughout creation's frame ! In native white and red The rose and lily stand , And free ...
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... grace , and lo , ' tis given ; Ask , and he turns your hell to heaven ; Though sin and sorrow wound my soul , JESUS ! thy balm will make it whole . 3 To shame our sins he blushed in blood , He closed his eyes to show us God ; Let all ...
... grace , and lo , ' tis given ; Ask , and he turns your hell to heaven ; Though sin and sorrow wound my soul , JESUS ! thy balm will make it whole . 3 To shame our sins he blushed in blood , He closed his eyes to show us God ; Let all ...
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... grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide , And shut his glories in ; When Christ the mighty Maker died , For man the creature's sin ? 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face , While his dear cross ...
... grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide , And shut his glories in ; When Christ the mighty Maker died , For man the creature's sin ? 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face , While his dear cross ...
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... grace ; Behind a frowning Providence He hides a smiling face . purposes will ripen fast , Unfolding every hour : 5 His The bud may have a bitter taste , ¿ But sweet will be the flower . 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err , And scan his ...
... grace ; Behind a frowning Providence He hides a smiling face . purposes will ripen fast , Unfolding every hour : 5 His The bud may have a bitter taste , ¿ But sweet will be the flower . 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err , And scan his ...
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Página 10 - 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 :"— "Worthy the Lamb"— our lips reply,
Página 49 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God : All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
Página 61 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and early rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Página 42 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy.
Página 62 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Página 40 - 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. 5 My God is reconciled ; His pard'ning voice I hear : He owns me for his child ; I can no longer fear : With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba, Father, cry.
Página 43 - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise And Earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
Página 20 - JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Página 22 - Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 5 Ye who have sold for naught Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
Página 7 - 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. 4...