The Christian Psalmist: Or, Watts' Psalms and Hymns, with Copious Selections from Other SourcesD. Fanshaw, 1839 - 623 sider |
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... Jesus Christ must not be guilty of practical indifference to his praises , if they would find them a real source of devout edification . Multitudes , who are now mute in the house of God , might be enlisted in the delightful service ...
... Jesus Christ must not be guilty of practical indifference to his praises , if they would find them a real source of devout edification . Multitudes , who are now mute in the house of God , might be enlisted in the delightful service ...
Side 50
... Jesus is gone up on high ; The pow'rs of hell are captive led , Dragg'd to the portals of the sky . f112 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits , And angels chant the solemn lay , ст Lift up your heads , ye heav'nly gates , Ye everlasting ...
... Jesus is gone up on high ; The pow'rs of hell are captive led , Dragg'd to the portals of the sky . f112 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits , And angels chant the solemn lay , ст Lift up your heads , ye heav'nly gates , Ye everlasting ...
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... Jesus the Incarnate Word , He whose truth with blood was seal'd , He is heaven's all glorious Lord . " p 3 " Who shall to this blest abode , Follow in the Saviour's train ? " " They who in his cleansing blood , Wash away each guilty ...
... Jesus the Incarnate Word , He whose truth with blood was seal'd , He is heaven's all glorious Lord . " p 3 " Who shall to this blest abode , Follow in the Saviour's train ? " " They who in his cleansing blood , Wash away each guilty ...
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... Jesus the Lord , his form how fair ; How rich , how bright his beauties are . 2 O'er all the sons of human race , He shines with majesty and grace : Love from his lips divinely flows , And blessings all his state compose . f 3 Dress ...
... Jesus the Lord , his form how fair ; How rich , how bright his beauties are . 2 O'er all the sons of human race , He shines with majesty and grace : Love from his lips divinely flows , And blessings all his state compose . f 3 Dress ...
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... Jesus our God ascends on high : His heav'nly guards around , f Attend him rising through the sky With trumpets ' joyful sound . di 3 While angels shout and praise their King , Let mortals learn their strains ; cr Let all the earth his ...
... Jesus our God ascends on high : His heav'nly guards around , f Attend him rising through the sky With trumpets ' joyful sound . di 3 While angels shout and praise their King , Let mortals learn their strains ; cr Let all the earth his ...
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Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 39 - THE heavens declare thy glory Lord ; In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy power confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
Side 152 - 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.
Side 273 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, — 'While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Side 226 - For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end. 4. Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise.
Side 468 - King ; He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! / 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad ; Let every nation now behold Their Saviour...
Side 406 - The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 6 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets.
Side 240 - LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And, when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Side 156 - When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks approach his awful sight, And psalms of honor sing ; The Lord's a God of boundless might, The whole creation's King. 3 Let princes hear, let angels know, How mean their natures seem, (Those gods on high, and gods below,) When once compared with him. 4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, Lies in his spacious hand ; He fixed the seas what bounds to keep, And where the hills must stand.