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The Christian Psalmist: Or, Watts' Psalms and Hymns, with Copious Selections ...
William Patton,Thomas Hastings
Недоступно для просмотра - 2015
adore Almighty angels appear Behold bless blest blood breath bright bring cheerful Christ command darkness death deep divine dwell earth eternal eyes face faith Father fear feet foes give glorious glory gospel grace gracious guilt hand hast hath head hear heart heav'n heav'nly hell holy honors hope hour humble Jesus join King land lift light live Lord mercy morning mourn never night o'er peace pow'r praise prayer promise race raise reigns rejoice rest rise sacred saints salvation Saviour SECOND seek shine sing sinners sins skies song sons sorrow soul sound sovereign speak Spirit spread stand strength sweet tears thee thine thou thoughts throne thy grace thy name thy word tongue trust truth voice wait wonders Zion
Стр. 340 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Стр. 455 - Before our Father's throne, We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
Стр. 368 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Стр. 125 - 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.
Стр. 502 - 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. 578 - So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore.
Стр. 187 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Стр. 39 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth...