"Ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy LONDON: H. G. COLLINS, 22, PATERNOSTER ROW. TO "HIM WHO INHABITETH THE PRAISES OF ISRAEL," MY COVENANT JEHOVAH, FATHER, SON, AND HOLY SPIRIT, WHOSE UNSPEAKABLE LOVE, IN SOME DEGREE SHED ABROAD IN MY HEART, HATH KINDLED IN MY SOUL A SACRED FLAME, WHICH, CONTINUALLY ASCENDING TO ITS SOURCE, CAUSES ME TO SING, AND MAKE MELODY IN MY HEART I DEDICATE THIS LITTLE volume, CONSCIOUS THAT THE FINITE CAN NEITHER COMPREHEND NOR EXPRESS THE INFINITE ; YET, AS HE HATH SAID, "LET ME HEAR THY VOICE, FOR SWEET IS THY VOICE," I HAVE SOUGHT TO FIND OUT ACCEPTABLE WORDS, WHEREBY, IN COMMON WITH THE WHOLE BODY OF HIS REDEEMED ONES, WHEN FILLED WITH HIS SPIRIT, I MAY SPEAK HIS PRAISE IN PSALMS, AND HYMNS, AND SPIRITUAL SONGS. Nov. 23, 1849. AMEN. |