Presbyterian social psalmodist: being an abridgment of The Presbyterian psalmodist, with a selection of hymns from the Assembly's collection, adapted to the respective tunes. Designed for use in family worship, in the social prayer-meeting, and in the lecture-room
Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. (Old School)., Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. (Old School). Board of Publication
Presbyterian Board of Publication, 1857 - 261 sider
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adore angels Behold bless blest bliss blood blood divine breath bright C. M. Second C. M. Stanzas cheerful Christ crown dark dear death divine dreadful dwell dying earth eternal everlasting eyes faint faith Father fear feet foes glorious glory guilt hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly heavenly host hell holy honours hope humble humble souls HYMN Jesus King Lamb let thy light live Lord love restore LOWELL MASON mercy mortal mourn ne'er o'er pain peace pray Prayer PSALM PSALM 23 PSALM 51 raptured song reigns rejoice rest rise S. M. Second sacred saints salvation Saviour Saviour bleed shine sing sinners sins skies smile song sorrow soul sovereign Spirit Stanzas 1-4 sweet thee thine thou art thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy praise thy throne thy word tongue tune voice wakeful eyes wonders ye saints
Side 21 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal cares shall seize my breast ; O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp, of solemn sound.
Side 117 - HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
Side 89 - 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,
Side 29 - 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 29 - 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.
Side 147 - 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. 3 One day amidst the place Where my dear God hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin.
Side 117 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.
Side 225 - See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove ; Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage — Grace, which, like the Lord, the giver, Never fails from age to age?