Hymns, Adapted to Public Worship ... for the Use of the Congregation of Protestant Dissenters Assembling in Batter-Street, PlymouthP. Nettleton, 1801 - 322 sider |
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... Lord - 169 179 180 194 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds Hear what God the Lord hath spoken Here at Bethesda's pool the poor Hark ! hark ! salvation loudly sounds Happy the hours the golden days Israel in ancient days I. Infinite power ...
... Lord - 169 179 180 194 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds Hear what God the Lord hath spoken Here at Bethesda's pool the poor Hark ! hark ! salvation loudly sounds Happy the hours the golden days Israel in ancient days I. Infinite power ...
Side xiii
... Lord thou hast been thy children's God Let avarice , from shore to shore Lord , when we see a saint of thine Lord , at the footstool of thy grace Lord , ' tis an infinite delight 6 17 - 26 76 - 85 126 127 - 158 - 212 217 223 232 Lo ! he ...
... Lord thou hast been thy children's God Let avarice , from shore to shore Lord , when we see a saint of thine Lord , at the footstool of thy grace Lord , ' tis an infinite delight 6 17 - 26 76 - 85 126 127 - 158 - 212 217 223 232 Lo ! he ...
Side xiv
... Lord is risen from the dead O the immense , th ' amazing height Of all the joys we mortals know O what stupendous mercy shines . O Lord , my best desires fulfil O my soul , what means this sadness O'er the gloomy hills of darkness Our ...
... Lord is risen from the dead O the immense , th ' amazing height Of all the joys we mortals know O what stupendous mercy shines . O Lord , my best desires fulfil O my soul , what means this sadness O'er the gloomy hills of darkness Our ...
Side xv
... Lord with joyful tongue Prostrate , dear Jesus at thy feet Precious Bible ! what a treasure Poor , weak , and worthless tho ' I am Pity a helpless sinner , Lord R. 24 94 - 161 183 237 Rise , my soul , and stretch thy wings 100 Return ...
... Lord with joyful tongue Prostrate , dear Jesus at thy feet Precious Bible ! what a treasure Poor , weak , and worthless tho ' I am Pity a helpless sinner , Lord R. 24 94 - 161 183 237 Rise , my soul , and stretch thy wings 100 Return ...
Side xvi
... Lord with wise design Thro ' all the various shifting scene The mighty frame of glorious grace The heavens invite mine eye True ' tis a steep and thorny road The Lord ! how fearful is his name ' Tis not for vict'ry , Lord , we pray The ...
... Lord with wise design Thro ' all the various shifting scene The mighty frame of glorious grace The heavens invite mine eye True ' tis a steep and thorny road The Lord ! how fearful is his name ' Tis not for vict'ry , Lord , we pray The ...
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adore angels behold bless blest bliss blood boundless breast breath bright charms Christ crown him LORD darkness death divine dreadful dwell earth endless eternal ev'ry everlasting everlasting song eyes faint faith fear feel flaming foes gloomy glorious glory gracious guilt hail Hallelujah hast hear heart heav'nly heaven hell holy hope hosannas humble HYMN I'm a slave immortal JESUS joys King light mercy mercy seat mighty mortal mourn o'er pain passions peace pleasures pow'r praise prayer rapturous song Redeemer reign rejoice rest rise round sacred saints salvation Satan seraphic shine sing sinners skies slothful band smile song songs of praise sorrows soul sound Sov'reign sovereign spirit storm sweet sweet emotion tears thee thine Thou art thro thy feet thy grace thy love thy word tongue trembling triumph VIII voice voice of peace wings wond'rous ye saints
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Side 142 - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me.
Side 142 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; More than all in Thee I find ; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Side 136 - O 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...
Side 174 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Side 15 - 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 145 - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
Side 140 - Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given ; All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven.
Side 209 - Oh, for grace our hearts to soften! Teach us, Lord, at length to love; We, alas! forget too often What a Friend we have above: But when home our souls are brought, We will love Thee as we ought.