The Psalms of David: Imitated in the Language of the New Testament, and Applied to the Christian State and WorshipSamuel T. Armstrong, theological bookseller, no. 50, Cornhill. U. Crocker, printer., 1819 - Всего страниц: 460 |
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... Rise , rise , my soul b 17 a 5 Nature with all her b 1 Nature with open с 10 Saints , at your Salvation ! O the a 129 b 88 No , I'll repine b 102 No ! I shall envy them b 56 No more my God , a 109 a 105 b 142 95 Nor eye hath seen , Not ...
... Rise , rise , my soul b 17 a 5 Nature with all her b 1 Nature with open с 10 Saints , at your Salvation ! O the a 129 b 88 No , I'll repine b 102 No ! I shall envy them b 56 No more my God , a 109 a 105 b 142 95 Nor eye hath seen , Not ...
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... rise no more . 0 4 But God sustain'd me all the night : Salvation doth to God belong : He rais'd my head to see the light , And make his praise my morning song . PSALM 4. L. M. Green's . Islington . [ b ] Ver . 1 , 2 , 3 , 5 , 6,7 ...
... rise no more . 0 4 But God sustain'd me all the night : Salvation doth to God belong : He rais'd my head to see the light , And make his praise my morning song . PSALM 4. L. M. Green's . Islington . [ b ] Ver . 1 , 2 , 3 , 5 , 6,7 ...
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... rise . 4 Shall I be still tormented more ?. Mine eyes consum'd with grief ; How long , my God , how long , before Thine hand afford relief ? -5 He hears when dust and ashes speak , He pities all our groans ; He saves us for his mercy's ...
... rise . 4 Shall I be still tormented more ?. Mine eyes consum'd with grief ; How long , my God , how long , before Thine hand afford relief ? -5 He hears when dust and ashes speak , He pities all our groans ; He saves us for his mercy's ...
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... Rise , and my helpless life defend , From those who seek my blood . d 2 With insolence and fury they My soul in pieces tear : As hungry lions rend the prey , When no deliv'rer's near . -3 If I had e'er provok'd them first , Or once abus ...
... Rise , and my helpless life defend , From those who seek my blood . d 2 With insolence and fury they My soul in pieces tear : As hungry lions rend the prey , When no deliv'rer's near . -3 If I had e'er provok'd them first , Or once abus ...
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... rise , O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made . -2 To thee the voices of the young A monument of honour raise ; e And babes , with uninstructed tongue , o Declare the wonders of thy praise . -3 Thy pow'r assists their tender age , To ...
... rise , O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made . -2 To thee the voices of the young A monument of honour raise ; e And babes , with uninstructed tongue , o Declare the wonders of thy praise . -3 Thy pow'r assists their tender age , To ...
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adore almighty angels Armley Barby Behold bless bless'd blest blood breath C. M. SECOND cheerful Christ darkness dear death delight Devizes divine dreadful dust dwell dying earth endless eternal ev'ry everlasting exalted eyes faith Father fear feet flesh flowing tears foes glorious glory gospel guilt hast hath hear heart heav'n heav'nly hell holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls HYMN immortal Islington Israel Jehovah Jesus joyful King Lamb light live Lord mighty mortal mourn Nantwich ne'er o'er Oporto peace proclaim PSALM Quercy race rage Redeemer reigns rejoice righteousness rise sacred salvation Satan Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies songs sons sorrows soul sov'reign Spirit stand sweet terrours thee thine Thou art thro thy face thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy pow'r thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust vengeance voice Walsal Wantage wondrous wrath ye saints Zion
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Стр. 113 - Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 2 See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove; Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t
Стр. 128 - 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.
Стр. 283 - 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,
Стр. 55 - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.
Стр. 321 - SO let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess; So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine.
Стр. 318 - Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations' mean, For he has felt the same.
Стр. 17 - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
Стр. 99 - Born Thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
Стр. 238 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Стр. 59 - And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God...