The Psalms and Hymns of the Late Dr. Isaac Watts, Том 2Francis Westley, 1821 |
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... Thine Israel's glory , and their hope , To break their slavish bands . 5 [ Jesus , the vision of thy face Hath overpowering charms ! Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace , If Christ be in my arms . 6 Then while ye hear my heart ...
... Thine Israel's glory , and their hope , To break their slavish bands . 5 [ Jesus , the vision of thy face Hath overpowering charms ! Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace , If Christ be in my arms . 6 Then while ye hear my heart ...
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... the dreadful lines . 8 Thou hast redeem'd our souls from hell With thine invaluable blood ; And wretches that did once rebel Are now made favourites of their God . 9 Worthy for ever is the Lord , That died Hymn XXV . ] 31 HYMNS , BOOK I.
... the dreadful lines . 8 Thou hast redeem'd our souls from hell With thine invaluable blood ; And wretches that did once rebel Are now made favourites of their God . 9 Worthy for ever is the Lord , That died Hymn XXV . ] 31 HYMNS , BOOK I.
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... thine apparel red ? And all thy vesture stain'd like those Who in the wine - press tread ? 4 I by myself have trod the press , And crush'd my foes alone ; ' My wrath has struck the rebels dead , My fury stamp'd them down . 6 5 ' Tis ...
... thine apparel red ? And all thy vesture stain'd like those Who in the wine - press tread ? 4 I by myself have trod the press , And crush'd my foes alone ; ' My wrath has struck the rebels dead , My fury stamp'd them down . 6 5 ' Tis ...
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... ' And stagger to the ground . 6 Thy honours , O victorious King ! Thine own right hand shall raise , While we thy awful vengeance sing , And our Deliverer praise . HYMNS , BOOK I. [ Hymn XXX . HYMN 30. Hyma XXIX . ] HYMNS , BOOK I. 35.
... ' And stagger to the ground . 6 Thy honours , O victorious King ! Thine own right hand shall raise , While we thy awful vengeance sing , And our Deliverer praise . HYMNS , BOOK I. [ Hymn XXX . HYMN 30. Hyma XXIX . ] HYMNS , BOOK I. 35.
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... thine own ways , O God of love , We wait the visits of thy grace ; Our souls ' desire is to thy name , And the remembrance of thy face . 2 My thoughts are searching , Lord , for thee , ' Mongst the black shades of lonesome night ; My ...
... thine own ways , O God of love , We wait the visits of thy grace ; Our souls ' desire is to thy name , And the remembrance of thy face . 2 My thoughts are searching , Lord , for thee , ' Mongst the black shades of lonesome night ; My ...
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adore almighty angels Awake Behold beneath bless bless'd blest blood breath bright cheerful Christ Common Metre darkness dear death delight divine DOXOLOGY dreadful dwell dy'd dying earth endless eternal ev'ry everlasting eyes face faith Father fear feet flame flesh glorious glory God the Father God's gospel guilt hand heart heaven heavenly hell holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls HYMN immortal ISAAC WATTS Jesus Jews joyful joys King Lamb Law and Gospel live Long Metre Lord Lyrics mercy mighty mortal ne'er o'er pain pardon passions pow'r praise promis'd reigns rise sacred saints salvation Satan Saviour Saviour bleed Seraphs shine Short Metre sing sinners sins skies smile Solomon's Song song sorrows soul sovereign Spirit stand sweet taste thee thine things thou thoughts throne thy grace thy love thy name tongue Twas vengeance voice wings wondrous worms wrath Ye saints
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Стр. 284 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Стр. 199 - MY God ! the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights ! 2 In darkest shades if he appear, My dawning is begun : He is my soul's sweet morning star, And he my rising sun.
Стр. 281 - MY dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2. Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will — Such love, and meekness so divine — I would transcribe and make them mine.
Стр. 159 - rest, That saw the Lord arise ; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints today ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray.
Стр. 211 - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3. ' Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ; — 4. ' There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest ; And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.
Стр. 56 - 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. 282 - Give me the wings of faith, to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys ! How bright their glories be ! 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins and doubts and fears.
Стр. 211 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours.
Стр. 175 - COME, we that love the Lord, And let our joys be known ; Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne.
Стр. 40 - Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease ? While others fought to win the prize, 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...