A Collection of Hymns: Designed for the Use of the Universal Churches and Adapted to Public and Private Devotion |
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... pleasure known , The caufe of life below , above . 2 Thou Lord , art worthy , loud they cry , Of glory , honor , pow'r divine : B For all in earth , and all on high , PSALMS , HYMNS , Tho' various names, O Lord divide Whilft Elders fall ...
... pleasure known , The caufe of life below , above . 2 Thou Lord , art worthy , loud they cry , Of glory , honor , pow'r divine : B For all in earth , and all on high , PSALMS , HYMNS , Tho' various names, O Lord divide Whilft Elders fall ...
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... pleasure spread Thro ' all the mazy deeps of hell . Infernal pow'rs rejoic'd to fee The new - made world deftroy'd , undone ; But God proclaims his great decree , Pardon and mercy thro ' his Son . 3 Serpent accurs'd , thy fentence read ...
... pleasure spread Thro ' all the mazy deeps of hell . Infernal pow'rs rejoic'd to fee The new - made world deftroy'd , undone ; But God proclaims his great decree , Pardon and mercy thro ' his Son . 3 Serpent accurs'd , thy fentence read ...
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... pleasures do his forrows give ! Still may I view the Saviour's cross , And other objects count but lofs : Here ftill be fix'd my feafted eyes , Enraptur'd with his facrifice .. 5 Jefus the Saviour ! balmy name ! Thy worth my tongue ...
... pleasures do his forrows give ! Still may I view the Saviour's cross , And other objects count but lofs : Here ftill be fix'd my feafted eyes , Enraptur'd with his facrifice .. 5 Jefus the Saviour ! balmy name ! Thy worth my tongue ...
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... pleasure to our ears ; A fov'reign balm for ev'ry wound , A cordial for our fears . 2 Buri'd in forrow and in fin , At hell's dark door we lay But we arife , by grace divine , To fee a heav'nly day . 3 Salvation let the echo fly The ...
... pleasure to our ears ; A fov'reign balm for ev'ry wound , A cordial for our fears . 2 Buri'd in forrow and in fin , At hell's dark door we lay But we arife , by grace divine , To fee a heav'nly day . 3 Salvation let the echo fly The ...
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... pleasure know ; Kindly to fhare in other's joy , And weep for other's woe . 3 When the most helplefs fons of grief In low diftrefs are laid , Soft be our hearts , their pains to feel , HYMNS . 141 Father of mercies fend thy grace.
... pleasure know ; Kindly to fhare in other's joy , And weep for other's woe . 3 When the most helplefs fons of grief In low diftrefs are laid , Soft be our hearts , their pains to feel , HYMNS . 141 Father of mercies fend thy grace.
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ador'd adore afcends almighty angels Behold bleeding blefs bleft bleſs blifs bright Chrift curfe darkneſs dear death defcend di'd diſplay divine DODDRIDGE earth eternal everlaſting exalted eyes facred facrifice fafe faid faith Father fav'd fave fhall fhine fhout fing thy finish'd finners fkies flain fleſh foes folemn fong fons forrows foul fov'reign fpirit fpread ftill fweet giv'n glorious glory gracious hail Hallelujah hath heav'n heav'nly hell holy HYMN immortal JAMES RELLY Jefus joyful juftice King L. M. RICHARDS L. M. RIPPON'S L. M. WATTS Lamb Lamb of God Let ev'ry live Lord be thine mercy mighty mortal o'er pardon peace pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe Prieft Prince proclaim raiſe ranfom'd redeem'd Redeemer reft reign rejoice rife righteoufnefs RIPPON'S COLL Salvation Saviour ſhall ſkies ſky thee thefe thofe thou thouſand thro thy blood thy grace thy love thy name thy throne tongue triumph truft whofe
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Page 342 - 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.
Page 340 - I'LL praise my Maker while I've 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.
Page 219 - FOR a closer walk with God ! A. calm and heavenly frame ! A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb...
Page 262 - To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign : — 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
Page 256 - Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ; — 4.
Page 215 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 235 - RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things, Towards heaven, thy native place: Sun, and moon, and stars decay, Time shall soon this earth remove; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above.
Page 208 - LOVE divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down, Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown ! Jesus, Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love, Thou art ! Visit us with Thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart.
Page 278 - 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...
Page 285 - God my Redeemer lives, And often from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And every shape and every face Look heavenly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe To Jesus' dying love; We would adore his grace below, And sing his power above.