Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian Devotion in Publick and Private : Selected from the Best Authors, with Variations and AdditionsThomas Wells, 1817 - 507 sidor |
Från bokens innehåll
Resultat 1-5 av 59
Sida 24
... . b The transforming Vision of God . 1 MY God , the visits of thy face Afford superior joy , To all the flattering world can give , Or mortal hopes employ . 1 2 But clouds and darkness intervene , My brightest joys 24 PSALM 16 , 17 .
... . b The transforming Vision of God . 1 MY God , the visits of thy face Afford superior joy , To all the flattering world can give , Or mortal hopes employ . 1 2 But clouds and darkness intervene , My brightest joys 24 PSALM 16 , 17 .
Sida 43
... mortal flesh can do . 2 One privilege my heart desires , O grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints , The temples of my God . 3 There shall I offer my requests , And see thy glory still ; Shall hear thy messages of love , And ...
... mortal flesh can do . 2 One privilege my heart desires , O grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints , The temples of my God . 3 There shall I offer my requests , And see thy glory still ; Shall hear thy messages of love , And ...
Sida 48
... mortal can sustain ? But soon his anger dies ; His life - restoring smile again Returns , and sorrow flies . 3 Her deepest gloom , when sorrow spreads , And light and hope depart , His face celestial morning sheds , And joy revives the ...
... mortal can sustain ? But soon his anger dies ; His life - restoring smile again Returns , and sorrow flies . 3 Her deepest gloom , when sorrow spreads , And light and hope depart , His face celestial morning sheds , And joy revives the ...
Sida 121
... mortal race ; " His head my holy oil o'erflows , " The Spirit of my grace . or b 3 " High shall he reign on David's throne , " My people's better King ; " My arm shall put his rivals down , " And still new subjects bring . 4 " My truth ...
... mortal race ; " His head my holy oil o'erflows , " The Spirit of my grace . or b 3 " High shall he reign on David's throne , " My people's better King ; " My arm shall put his rivals down , " And still new subjects bring . 4 " My truth ...
Sida 127
... mortal frame ! Our life , how poor a trifle ' tis , That scarce , deserves the name ! 2 Alas , the brittle clay That built our body first ! And every month , and every day , ' Tis mouldering back to dust . 3 Then , if our days must fly ...
... mortal frame ! Our life , how poor a trifle ' tis , That scarce , deserves the name ! 2 Alas , the brittle clay That built our body first ! And every month , and every day , ' Tis mouldering back to dust . 3 Then , if our days must fly ...
Andra upplagor - Visa alla
Sacred Poetry:: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian ... John Clarke,Jedidiah Morse,William Ellery Channing Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1820 |
Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian Devotion ... Jeremy Belknap Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1820 |
Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian Devotion ... Jeremy Belknap,John Clarke Ingen förhandsgranskning - 2019 |
Vanliga ord och fraser
adore almighty angels 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 God's Gospel gracious happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls HYMN immortal Israel Jehovah Jesus King Law and Gospel light live Long Metre Lord mighty mortal mourn o'er pain peace prayer proclaim PSALM race raise reigns rejoice repentant song righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Saviour shine Short Metre sing sinners sins skies song songs of praise sorrow soul sovereign Spirit spread STEELE TATE thee thine 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 WATTS WATTS united Whilst wonders wondrous worship ye saints
Populära avsnitt
Sida 211 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Sida 39 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Sida 225 - 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 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 217 - 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. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet ? Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Sida 210 - To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt To form themselves in prayer. 5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd From whom those comforts flow'd. 6 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me up to man.
Sida 64 - Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still, and thou shalt sing the praise of him who is thy God, thy health's eternal spring.
Sida 48 - Yet not to earth's contracted span Thy goodness let me bound, Or think Thee Lord alone of man, When thousand worlds are round...
Sida 155 - O RENDER thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm through ages past Has stood, and shall for ever last.