The Psalms and Hymns: With the Catechism, Confession of Faith and Liturgy of the Reformed Dutch Church in North America

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Mentz & Rovoudt, 1842 - 673 sidor

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Sida 322 - 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. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
Sida 419 - How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, ^ And sought, but never found...
Sida 73 - Obey them that have the rule over you, and submit yourselves : for they watch for your souls, as they that must give account, that they may do it with joy, and not with grief: for that is unprofitable for you.
Sida 507 - 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...
Sida 348 - SO let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess ; So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine.
Sida 504 - O happy bond, that seals my vows To him who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems fill his house, While- to that sacred shrine I move. ™p 3 'Tis done ! the great transaction's done! I am my Lord's, and he is mine; »» He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice Divine. ™/4 Now rest, my long-divided heart, Fixed on this blissful centre, rest; With ashes who would grudge to part, When called on angels...
Sida 124 - People and realms of every tongue, Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name.
Sida 543 - In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer.
Sida 286 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...
Sida 493 - With my burden I begin: Lord, remove this load of sin; Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt.

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