Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Social, Private, and Public Worship in the Presbyterian Church in the United States of AmericaPresbyterian Board of Publication, 1843 - Всего страниц: 564 |
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... 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 evening sacrifice ; And when my work is done , Great God , my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone . 4 ...
... 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 evening sacrifice ; And when my work is done , Great God , my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone . 4 ...
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... rest . 3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days ; I waste the night with cries , And count the minutes as they pass , Till the slow morning rise . 4 Shall I be still afflicted more , My eyes consumed with grief ? How long , my God , how long ...
... rest . 3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days ; I waste the night with cries , And count the minutes as they pass , Till the slow morning rise . 4 Shall I be still afflicted more , My eyes consumed with grief ? How long , my God , how long ...
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... rest . 4 The men that know thy name , will trust In thy abundant grace ; For thou wilt ne'er forsake the just , Who humbly seek thy face . 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord , Who dwells on Sion's hill , 9 Who executes his threatening ...
... rest . 4 The men that know thy name , will trust In thy abundant grace ; For thou wilt ne'er forsake the just , Who humbly seek thy face . 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord , Who dwells on Sion's hill , 9 Who executes his threatening ...
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... rest in hope . 2 Though in the dust I lay my head , Yet , gracious God , thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead , Nor lose thy children in the grave . 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey , Shake off the dust and rise on ...
... rest in hope . 2 Though in the dust I lay my head , Yet , gracious God , thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead , Nor lose thy children in the grave . 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey , Shake off the dust and rise on ...
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... rest ; There living water gently flows , And all the food's divinely blest . 3 My wandering feet his ways mistake ; But he restores my soul to peace , And leads me , for his mercy's sake , In the fair paths of righteousness . 4 Though I ...
... rest ; There living water gently flows , And all the food's divinely blest . 3 My wandering feet his ways mistake ; But he restores my soul to peace , And leads me , for his mercy's sake , In the fair paths of righteousness . 4 Though I ...
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adore almighty angels Behold bless blest blood breath cheerful Christ darkness dear death divine doth dreadful dust dwell earth endless eternal everlasting eyes faith Father fear feet flesh flowing tears foes give glorious gospel gracious guilt Hallelujah hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls Israel Jesus joyful King Lamb Lamb of God LAW AND GOSPEL let thy light live Lord love restore mercy seat mighty mortal mourn ne'er o'er pain pardoning peace pray prayer raise Redeemer reigns rejoice rest righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins Sion skies song songs of praise sorrows soul sovereign Spirit spread sweet tears thee thine thou art thou hast thy face thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy power thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust truth voice wakeful eyes wonders wondrous wrath ye saints
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Стр. 577 - LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace : O refresh us, Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound ; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound : May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey, May we ever Reign...
Стр. 416 - 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. 435 - COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love, In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys : Our souls can neither fly nor go, To reach eternal joys.
Стр. 498 - Till the storm of life is past ; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last! 2 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 staid, All my help from Thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.
Стр. 271 - THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land, The work of an almighty hand.
Стр. 586 - GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God; He, whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode: On the rock of ages founded — What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.
Стр. 497 - JESU, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high : Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past ; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last.
Стр. 314 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear When hanging on the cursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there.
Стр. 240 - 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. 368 - Fear not," said he ; for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind ; " Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind.