A Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs in Two Parts: ... Designed ... for the Use of Congregations as an Appendix to Dr. Watts's Psalms and HymnsJohn Tiebout, 1817 - 560 pagina's |
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Pagina 21
... hast thou Lord from year to year How long and tedious are the days How precious is the book divine How oft alas ! this wretched heart How various and how new How charming is the place How free and boundless is the grace How long thou ...
... hast thou Lord from year to year How long and tedious are the days How precious is the book divine How oft alas ! this wretched heart How various and how new How charming is the place How free and boundless is the grace How long thou ...
Pagina 22
... hast thou made me know thy ways Lord , we adore thy vast designs Lord , we are blind , we mortals blind Lord , what is man ? extremes how wide Lord , what is man that child of pride Lord , what a wretched land is this Lord , when we see ...
... hast thou made me know thy ways Lord , we adore thy vast designs Lord , we are blind , we mortals blind Lord , what is man ? extremes how wide Lord , what is man that child of pride Lord , what a wretched land is this Lord , when we see ...
Pagina 55
... hast begun In me a sinful worm ; ' Midst all my fears , and sin and wof , Thy spirit will not let me go . 4 The bowels of thy grace At first did freely move : I still shall see thy face , And feel that God is love ! Myself into thy arms ...
... hast begun In me a sinful worm ; ' Midst all my fears , and sin and wof , Thy spirit will not let me go . 4 The bowels of thy grace At first did freely move : I still shall see thy face , And feel that God is love ! Myself into thy arms ...
Pagina 76
... hast thou made me know thy ways ? Conduct me in thy fear , And grant me such supplies of grace , That I may persevere . 2 Let but thy own almighty arm Sustain a feeble worm , i I shall escape , secure from harm , Amid the dreadful storm ...
... hast thou made me know thy ways ? Conduct me in thy fear , And grant me such supplies of grace , That I may persevere . 2 Let but thy own almighty arm Sustain a feeble worm , i I shall escape , secure from harm , Amid the dreadful storm ...
Pagina 87
... hast my heart , it shall be thine- Thine it shall ever be ! LXXVII . C. M. Behold me ! BOSTON COLLEC IYE trembling souls who still decline To walk in his commands ; Your Jesus chides your ling'ring faith And says , " behold my hands ! 2 ...
... hast my heart , it shall be thine- Thine it shall ever be ! LXXVII . C. M. Behold me ! BOSTON COLLEC IYE trembling souls who still decline To walk in his commands ; Your Jesus chides your ling'ring faith And says , " behold my hands ! 2 ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
adore angels BALT BEDDOME behold beneath bless blest bliss blood C. M. DODDRIDGE C. M. NEW SELEC C. M. RIPPON'S SELEC cheer Christ crown darkness death divine dost dwell dying earth EBEN-EZER eternal ev'ry everlasting eyes faith Father fear feel flame foes give glorious glory gospel gracious grief guilt Hallelujah hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy hope humble Hymn Jesus L. M. NEWTON Lamb Lamb of God live Lord mercy mortal mourn ne'er numbers o'er pain peace pow'r pray prayer Psalm ransom'd Redeemer Redeemer's reign rejoice righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Satan shine sing sinners sins skies smile song sorrows soul sovereign spirit STENNETT sweet tears thee thine thou art thou art God thou hast thy feet thy grace thy love thy name thy throne thy word trembling tune vile WATTS'S wilt wretch Ye saints
Populaire passages
Pagina 142 - 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 ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported, by thy word.
Pagina 274 - 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.
Pagina 333 - Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for men ! But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus the dead revives again...
Pagina 104 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Pagina 382 - COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love and power. He is able, He is willing, doubt no more.
Pagina 157 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares.
Pagina 167 - 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...
Pagina 50 - BLOW ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
Pagina xlii - HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled...
Pagina 126 - Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall ; Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all, 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball.