Collection of Psalms and Hymns: Charles-town, Printed by Lewis Timothy, 1737 : with a Preface by G. Osborn

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Side 5 - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is Thy command, Vast as eternity Thy love; Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.
Side 5 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy.
Side 9 - Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God : he made the sky, And earth and seas, with all their train : His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain.
Side 48 - His bowels melt with love. 2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame: He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same. 3 He in the days of feeble flesh Pour'd out his cries and tears ; And in his measure feels afresh What every member bears.
Side 50 - Great GOD ! Thy sovereign power impart To give Thy word success ; Write Thy salvation in my heart, And make me learn Thy grace. 5 Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high, There knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die.
Side 7 - To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven.
Side 10 - Our hearts and voices in His praise: His nature and His works invite To make this duty our delight.
Side 28 - COME, ye that love the Lord, And let your joys be known ; Join In a song with sweet accord, While ye surround his throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God, But servants of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad.
Side 21 - The mighty God, whose matchless power Is ever new and ever young, And firm endures while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4. From thee, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 5. Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amidst the heavenly road.
Side 27 - To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt To form themselves in prayer.

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