The New Hymn Book: Designed for Universalist SocietiesB. B. Mussey, 1841 - 410 sider |
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... mortal hand shall dare to paint A semblance of thy glory , Lord ? The brightest rainbow tints are faint , The brightest stars of heaven afford A dim effusion of those rays Of light , that round Jehovah blaze . 3 The sun himself is but a ...
... mortal hand shall dare to paint A semblance of thy glory , Lord ? The brightest rainbow tints are faint , The brightest stars of heaven afford A dim effusion of those rays Of light , that round Jehovah blaze . 3 The sun himself is but a ...
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... mortal eye Can bear the sight . 2 The thunders of his hand Keep the wide world in awe ; His truth and justice stand To guard his holy law ; And where his love Resolves to bless , His truth confirins And seals the grace . 3 And can this ...
... mortal eye Can bear the sight . 2 The thunders of his hand Keep the wide world in awe ; His truth and justice stand To guard his holy law ; And where his love Resolves to bless , His truth confirins And seals the grace . 3 And can this ...
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... mortal care shall seize my breast ; may my heart in tune be found , 0 Like David's harp , of solemn sound ! 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord , And bless his works , and bless his word ; Thy works of grace , how bright they shine ...
... mortal care shall seize my breast ; may my heart in tune be found , 0 Like David's harp , of solemn sound ! 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord , And bless his works , and bless his word ; Thy works of grace , how bright they shine ...
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... breathe the infant prayer . 3 Each rolling year new favours brought From thy exhaustless store ; But , O ! in vain my labouring thought Would count thy mercies o'er . 4 Lord , when this mortal frame decays , And THOUGHTS CONCERNING GOD .
... breathe the infant prayer . 3 Each rolling year new favours brought From thy exhaustless store ; But , O ! in vain my labouring thought Would count thy mercies o'er . 4 Lord , when this mortal frame decays , And THOUGHTS CONCERNING GOD .
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Designed for Universalist Societies Sebastian Streeter, Russell Streeter. 4 Lord , when this mortal frame decays , And every weakness dies , Complete the wonders of thy grace , And raise me to the skies . ** HYMN 88 . HYMN 88 ...
Designed for Universalist Societies Sebastian Streeter, Russell Streeter. 4 Lord , when this mortal frame decays , And every weakness dies , Complete the wonders of thy grace , And raise me to the skies . ** HYMN 88 . HYMN 88 ...
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The New Hymn Book: Designed for Universalist Societies Sebastian Streeter,Russell Streeter Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1841 |
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Side 6 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again.
Side 5 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Side 182 - 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 and...
Side 380 - Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas ? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God...
Side 47 - 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 302 - In darkest shades if he appear, My dawning is begun ! He is my soul's sweet morning star, And he my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his heart is mine, And whispers, ' I am his !' 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word, Run up with joy the shining way, T
Side 309 - Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live At this poor, dying rate ! Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, And Thine to us so great ! 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers ! Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours.
Side 139 - Thus might I hide my blushing face, While his dear cross appears ; Dissolve" my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do.
Side 24 - 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 89 - Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.