Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian Devotion, in Publick and Private. Selected from the Best Authors, with Variations and Additions
Thomas Wells. no. 3 Hanover-street. Lincoln & Edmands, printers, 1817 - 507 páginas
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Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian Devotion ...
Jeremy Belknap,John Clarke
Sin vista previa disponible - 2019
adore almighty Behold bless blest bliss breath cheerful Christ Common Metre death delight divine DODDRIDGE dust dwell earth eternal everlasting everlasting song exalted eyes faith Father fear feet flowing tears foes glorious glory gospel gracious happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls HYMN immortal Israel Jesus King let thy light live Long Metre Lord mighty mortal mourn o'er pain peace proclaim PSALM raise reigns rejoice repentant song righteous rise saints salvation Saviour shine Short Metre sing sinners sins skies song songs of praise sorrow soul sovereign spirit spread STEELE TATE thee thine Thou art thy command thy face thy grace thy hand thy love Thy mercy thy name thy power thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust truth voice wakeful eyes wars of heaven WATTS WATTS united Whilst wilt wonders wondrous ye saints
Página 10 - 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...
Página 223 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God : All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
Página 138 - 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. 3...
Página 255 - Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing.
Página 217 - I'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.
Página 135 - He formed the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground. 3 Come, worship at his throne, Come, bow before the Lord ; We are his works, and not our own ; He formed us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God.
Página 139 - We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth with her ten thousand tongues Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
Página 251 - 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 ! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! Up to his Father's court he flies ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies.
Página 137 - JOY to the world ! the Lord is come ; Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth ! the Saviour reigns ; Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains. Repeat the sounding joy.