The Psalms of David, Imitated in the Language of the New Testament, and Applied to the Christian State and WorshipPublished for West & Richardson, R.P., 1818 - Всего страниц: 576 |
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... fear . 5 He sheds soft slumbers on mine eyes , In spite of all my foes ; I woke , and wonder'd at the grace Which guarded my repose . ] What though the hosts of death and All arm'd , against me stood ; Terrors no more shall shake my ...
... fear . 5 He sheds soft slumbers on mine eyes , In spite of all my foes ; I woke , and wonder'd at the grace Which guarded my repose . ] What though the hosts of death and All arm'd , against me stood ; Terrors no more shall shake my ...
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... fear before thee all the day , Nor would I dare to sin . 2 And while I rest my weary head , From cares and business free , ' Tis sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and thee . 3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice ; And when my work ...
... fear before thee all the day , Nor would I dare to sin . 2 And while I rest my weary head , From cares and business free , ' Tis sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and thee . 3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice ; And when my work ...
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... fear . 50 may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ! Make ev'ry path of duty straight And plain before my face . PAUSE . 6 My watchful enemies combine To tempt my feet astray ; They flatter with a base design To make my ...
... fear . 50 may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ! Make ev'ry path of duty straight And plain before my face . PAUSE . 6 My watchful enemies combine To tempt my feet astray ; They flatter with a base design To make my ...
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... fear . 8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress , No more despise the just ; And mighty sinners shall confess They are but earth and dust . PSALM 11.-L. M. [ * ] God loves the righteous , and hates the wicked . refuge is the God of love ...
... fear . 8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress , No more despise the just ; And mighty sinners shall confess They are but earth and dust . PSALM 11.-L. M. [ * ] God loves the righteous , and hates the wicked . refuge is the God of love ...
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Isaac Watts. What may the bold transgressors fear ? His very soul abhors their ways . 5 On impious wretches he shall rain Tempests of brimstone , fire and death , Such as he kindled on the plain Of Sodom , with his angry breath . 6 The ...
Isaac Watts. What may the bold transgressors fear ? His very soul abhors their ways . 5 On impious wretches he shall rain Tempests of brimstone , fire and death , Such as he kindled on the plain Of Sodom , with his angry breath . 6 The ...
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adore Almighty angels Behold bless blest blood breath cheerful Christ church darkness dear death delight divine dreadful dust dwell dying earth endless eternal everlasting exalted eyes faith Father fear feet flesh flowing tears foes forever glorious God the Father gospel guilt hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls HYMN immortal Israel Jehovah Jesus Jews King law and gospel live Lord love restore mercy mighty mortal ne'er o'er peace PSALM race rage reigns rejoice righteousness rise round sacred saints salvation Satan Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies Solomon's Song song sons sorrows soul sovereign Spirit spread stand sweet thee thine thou hast thoughts thy face thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy power thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust truth Twas vengeance voice wakeful eyes wonders wondrous wrath ye saints Zion
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Стр. 169 - A thousand ages in thy sight are like an evening gone, short as the watch that ends the night before the rising sun.
Стр. 555 - 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. 3 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...
Стр. 423 - 11 confess, O Lord, to thee, What feeble things we are. 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And flourish bright and gay ; A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs. And dies, if one be gone ; Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long.
Стр. 436 - In vain we tune our formal songs ; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
Стр. 434 - Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Стр. 413 - WHY do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death's alarms? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to his arms.
Стр. 462 - GREAT God, how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee.
Стр. 71 - Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord ; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word. 36 SECOND PART. - CM WHILE men grow bold in wicked ways, And yet a God they own, My heart within me often says, "Their thoughts believe there's none.
Стр. 277 - Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest; My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they 're formed within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! Where can a creature hide?
Стр. 101 - So let thy pardoning love be found. 3 O wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean ; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace : Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear.