The Springfield Collection of Hymns for Sacred WorshipSamuel Bowles, 1835 - 12 sider |
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Side 4
... feel your harsh control ; Ye shall not violate this day , The Sabbath of the soul . 4. L. M. The Pleasure of Worship . Mrs. Barbauld . 1 SWEET is the work , my God , my king , To praise thy name , give thanks and sing ; To show thy love ...
... feel your harsh control ; Ye shall not violate this day , The Sabbath of the soul . 4. L. M. The Pleasure of Worship . Mrs. Barbauld . 1 SWEET is the work , my God , my king , To praise thy name , give thanks and sing ; To show thy love ...
Side 6
... feel your harsh control ; Ye shall not violate this day , The Sabbath of the soul . 4. L. M. The Pleasure of Worship . Mrs. Barbauld . 1 SWEET is the work , my God , my king , To praise thy name , give thanks and sing ; To show thy love ...
... feel your harsh control ; Ye shall not violate this day , The Sabbath of the soul . 4. L. M. The Pleasure of Worship . Mrs. Barbauld . 1 SWEET is the work , my God , my king , To praise thy name , give thanks and sing ; To show thy love ...
Side 10
... feel it , know . 3 This heavenly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest , Which for the church of God remains ; The end of cares , the end of pains . 4 In holy service let the day , And holy pleasure , pass away ...
... feel it , know . 3 This heavenly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest , Which for the church of God remains ; The end of cares , the end of pains . 4 In holy service let the day , And holy pleasure , pass away ...
Side 21
... ; Let not the wonders he has wrought Be lost in silence and forgot . 3 The vices of the mind he heals , And cures the pains which nature feels ; Redeems the soul from sin , and saves Our wasting 21 . PUBLIC WORSHIP .
... ; Let not the wonders he has wrought Be lost in silence and forgot . 3 The vices of the mind he heals , And cures the pains which nature feels ; Redeems the soul from sin , and saves Our wasting 21 . PUBLIC WORSHIP .
Side 26
... feel ; He knows our feeble frame . 4 Our days are as the grass , Or like the morning flower ; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field , It withers in an hour . 5 But thy compassions , Lord , To endless years endure ; And children's ...
... feel ; He knows our feeble frame . 4 Our days are as the grass , Or like the morning flower ; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field , It withers in an hour . 5 But thy compassions , Lord , To endless years endure ; And children's ...
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Side 15 - I'LL praise my Maker while I've 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.
Side 138 - People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name.
Side 4 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise Thy name, give thanks and sing: To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night.
Side 122 - The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth...
Side 6 - No rude alarms of raging foes; No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon.