A Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs in Two Parts: ... Designed ... for the Use of Congregations as an Appendix to Dr. Watts's Psalms and HymnsJohn Tiebout, 1817 - Всего страниц: 560 |
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... soul , my soul the mercy - seat 201 Arise , my tenderest thoughts arise Ascend thy throne Almighty king 16 248 A sinner from my birth I've been As on the cross the Saviour hung 322 41 Hymn and page . Astonish'd and distress'd At anchor ...
... soul , my soul the mercy - seat 201 Arise , my tenderest thoughts arise Ascend thy throne Almighty king 16 248 A sinner from my birth I've been As on the cross the Saviour hung 322 41 Hymn and page . Astonish'd and distress'd At anchor ...
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... soul arise Awake my soul , stretch every nerve Awake sweet gratitude and sing Awake our souls and bless his name · 211 127 271 303 181 85 97 Awake my soul in joyful lays · 306 BACKSLIDERS who your misery feel Before thy throne eternal ...
... soul arise Awake my soul , stretch every nerve Awake sweet gratitude and sing Awake our souls and bless his name · 211 127 271 303 181 85 97 Awake my soul in joyful lays · 306 BACKSLIDERS who your misery feel Before thy throne eternal ...
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... soul , with strong desires My soul arise in joyful lays My sorrows like a flood - 72 115 288 - 350 - 182 34 70 154 128 290 57 317 52 Hymn and page " My Saviour , let me hear A TABLE Requiring what the creature cannot render.
... soul , with strong desires My soul arise in joyful lays My sorrows like a flood - 72 115 288 - 350 - 182 34 70 154 128 290 57 317 52 Hymn and page " My Saviour , let me hear A TABLE Requiring what the creature cannot render.
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... soul once had its plenteous years My soul , with joy attend - My soul forsakes her vain delight My times of sorrow and of joy My thoughts that often mount the skies O mortal ties can be compar'd No No strength of nature can suffice Now ...
... soul once had its plenteous years My soul , with joy attend - My soul forsakes her vain delight My times of sorrow and of joy My thoughts that often mount the skies O mortal ties can be compar'd No No strength of nature can suffice Now ...
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... soul is in On what has now been sown Once as the Saviour pass'd along Our Lord is risen from the dead Hymn and page . 314 260 25 330 250 39 83 PITY a helpless sinner Lord 276 Poor trembling sinner , tell me why 278 Poor , weak , and ...
... soul is in On what has now been sown Once as the Saviour pass'd along Our Lord is risen from the dead Hymn and page . 314 260 25 330 250 39 83 PITY a helpless sinner Lord 276 Poor trembling sinner , tell me why 278 Poor , weak , and ...
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adore angels BALT BEDDOME behold beneath bless blest bliss blood C. M. DODDRIDGE C. M. NEW SELEC C. M. RIPPON'S SELEC cheer Christ crown darkness death divine dost dwell dying earth EBEN-EZER eternal ev'ry everlasting eyes faith Father fear feel flame foes give glorious glory gospel gracious grief guilt Hallelujah hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope humble Hymn Jesus L. M. NEWTON Lamb Lamb of God live Lord mercy mortal mourn ne'er numbers o'er pain peace pow'r pray prayer Psalm ransom'd Redeemer Redeemer's reign rejoice righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Satan shine sing sinners sins skies smile song sorrows soul sovereign spirit STENNETT sweet tears thee thine thou art thou art God thou hast thy feet thy grace thy love thy name thy throne thy word trembling tune vile WATTS'S wilt wretch Ye saints
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Стр. 142 - 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 ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported, by thy word.
Стр. 274 - Welcome, sweet day of 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. 333 - Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for men ! But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus the dead revives again...
Стр. 104 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Стр. 382 - COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love and power. He is able, He is willing, doubt no more.
Стр. 157 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares.
Стр. 167 - LORD, my best desire fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears ? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears...
Стр. 50 - BLOW ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
Стр. xlii - HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled...
Стр. 126 - Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall ; Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all, 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball.