The Psalms of David, Imitated in the Language of the New-Testament, and Applied to the Christian State and Worship

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Lincoln and Edmands, 1819 - 585 sidor

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Sida 460 - Look, how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys ; Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
Sida 444 - That saw the Lord arise ! Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day, amidst the place Where my dear God hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin.
Sida 330 - To fill an empty mind. 3 Eternal Wisdom has prepared A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die ; Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join ; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine.
Sida 191 - God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home! 2 Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints' have dwelt secure; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defence is sure.
Sida 158 - JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Sida 29 - I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. PSALM 5. CM LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high ; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye : , 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all his. saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand.
Sida 353 - From thee, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die.
Sida 483 - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3. ' 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.
Sida 380 - THUS far the Lord has led me on, Thus far his power prolongs my days ! And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home ; But he forgives my follies past, He gives me strength for days to come.
Sida 90 - Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens thy designs. 2 Forever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep ; Wise are the wonders of thy hands ; Thy judgments are a mighty deep.

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