Family HymnsAmerican Tract Society, 1835 - 216 sider |
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... and Youth 233-245 16. Seasons of the Year 246-252 17. Time 253-264 18. Death 265-276 19. Judgment 277-286 20. Eternity 287-295 21. Spread of the Gospel 296-303 22. Doxologies 304 INDEX TO THE FIRST LINES . Page . Alas !
... and Youth 233-245 16. Seasons of the Year 246-252 17. Time 253-264 18. Death 265-276 19. Judgment 277-286 20. Eternity 287-295 21. Spread of the Gospel 296-303 22. Doxologies 304 INDEX TO THE FIRST LINES . Page . Alas !
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... Spreads heavenly peace around ; And life , and everlasting joys , Attend the blissful sound . 5 O may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see , And still increasing light . 6 Divine Instructer ...
... Spreads heavenly peace around ; And life , and everlasting joys , Attend the blissful sound . 5 O may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see , And still increasing light . 6 Divine Instructer ...
Side 35
... spread your trophies at his feet , And crown him - Lord of all . 6 Let every kindred , every tribe , On this terrestrial ball , To him all majesty ascribe , And crown him - Lord of all . Duncan . 33. Christ's Intercession . L. M. HE ...
... spread your trophies at his feet , And crown him - Lord of all . 6 Let every kindred , every tribe , On this terrestrial ball , To him all majesty ascribe , And crown him - Lord of all . Duncan . 33. Christ's Intercession . L. M. HE ...
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... spreads his hands , Hands that were nail'd to torturing smart : " By these dear wounds , " says he ; and stands , And prays to clasp me to his heart . 7 Sure I must love ; or are my ears Still deaf , nor will my passions move ? Lord ...
... spreads his hands , Hands that were nail'd to torturing smart : " By these dear wounds , " says he ; and stands , And prays to clasp me to his heart . 7 Sure I must love ; or are my ears Still deaf , nor will my passions move ? Lord ...
Side 54
... spread my sail- " " Tis thou must breathe the auspicious gale ! " 60. The Little Cloud . Toplady . 7's . 1 SAW ye not the cloud arise , Little as a human hand ! Now it spreads along the skies , Hangs o'er all the thirsty land . 1 2 Lo ...
... spread my sail- " " Tis thou must breathe the auspicious gale ! " 60. The Little Cloud . Toplady . 7's . 1 SAW ye not the cloud arise , Little as a human hand ! Now it spreads along the skies , Hangs o'er all the thirsty land . 1 2 Lo ...
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adore Almighty angels Behold bleeding blessings blest bliss blood breast breath C. M. Newton cheer Christ dark Dear Lord death despair divine Doddridge dreadful dwell dying earth endless eternal everlasting eyes face faint faith Father fear feet foes glorious glory Gospel gracious guilt hail happy hast hear heart heart of stone heaven heavenly heavenly host hell holy Holy Spirit hope Hosanna humble Jesus joyful joys King Lamb Lamb of God Let thy light live mercy morning mortal mourn ne'er never Newton night o'er pain pardon peace pleasures pray prayer rapturous song redeeming love reign rest rise sacred salvation Savior seek seraphs shine sing sinners sins skies songs songs of praise sorrows soul sound sovereign Spirit Star of Bethlehem storm sweet tears thee thine thou art thoughts throne thy grace thy love thy name thy word tongue trembling triumph voice Watts wonders wretched ye saints
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Side 119 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Side 22 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Side 115 - MY dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2. Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will — Such love, and meekness so divine — I would transcribe and make them mine.
Side 35 - 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.
Side 196 - UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb ; Take this new treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room To slumber in the silent dust. 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose.
Side 216 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till...
Side 186 - I would not live alway : no — welcome the tomb: Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies.
Side 9 - 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. 5 Wide as the world is Thy command ; Vast as eternity Thy love ; Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.
Side 213 - How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found...
Side 193 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame : Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying. Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away.