A collection of hymns and sacred poemsGeorge Bonham. And sold by S. Edwards, 1779 - 178ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... heav'n . 9. Hate then , ye fouls that first believe , Who dare the Gofpel word receive ; Your faith with joyful hearts confess ; Be bold , be JESU's witneffes . 10. Go tell the followers of your LORD I. 2 . Their JESUS is to life reftor ...
... heav'n . 9. Hate then , ye fouls that first believe , Who dare the Gofpel word receive ; Your faith with joyful hearts confess ; Be bold , be JESU's witneffes . 10. Go tell the followers of your LORD I. 2 . Their JESUS is to life reftor ...
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... heav'n before his face Aftonish'd fhrink away ? But e'er that trumpet fhakés The manfions of the dead ; Hark from the gofpel's chearing found What joyful tidings spread ! Ye finners , feek his grace , Whofe wrath ye cannot bear ; Fly to ...
... heav'n before his face Aftonish'd fhrink away ? But e'er that trumpet fhakés The manfions of the dead ; Hark from the gofpel's chearing found What joyful tidings spread ! Ye finners , feek his grace , Whofe wrath ye cannot bear ; Fly to ...
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... Heav'n difplays her portals wide , Glorious hero thro ' them ride ; KING of GLORY , mount the throne , Thy great FATHER's and thy own ! 6. Pow'rs of heav'n , feraphic fires , Sing and fweep your founding lyres ; Sons of men , in humble ...
... Heav'n difplays her portals wide , Glorious hero thro ' them ride ; KING of GLORY , mount the throne , Thy great FATHER's and thy own ! 6. Pow'rs of heav'n , feraphic fires , Sing and fweep your founding lyres ; Sons of men , in humble ...
12 ÆäÀÌÁö
... heav'n . GOD measures unto all Their lot of good and ill ; Nor this too great , nor that too small , Ordain'd by wifeft will , Let man conform his mind To ev'ry changing state ; Rejoicing now , and now refign'd , Nor vainly ftrive with ...
... heav'n . GOD measures unto all Their lot of good and ill ; Nor this too great , nor that too small , Ordain'd by wifeft will , Let man conform his mind To ev'ry changing state ; Rejoicing now , and now refign'd , Nor vainly ftrive with ...
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... heav'n . ] [ 2. Bleft are the men of broken heart , 1 ; ; Who mourn for fin with inward smart The blood of CHRIST divinely flows , A healing balm for all their woes . ] [ 3. Bleft are the meek , who ftand afar From and paffion , noise ...
... heav'n . ] [ 2. Bleft are the men of broken heart , 1 ; ; Who mourn for fin with inward smart The blood of CHRIST divinely flows , A healing balm for all their woes . ] [ 3. Bleft are the meek , who ftand afar From and paffion , noise ...
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adore Almighty angels Behold bleffings bleft blifs blood chearful CHRIST crofs darkneſs dead dear death defcend defire divine duft dwell dy'd e'er earth endleſs eternal ev'ry everlaſting eyes face facred facrifice fafe faints faith falvation FATHER fave feaft feal fear feek fhall fhew fhine fhould fing finners fkies flain fleep fleſh fmiles fongs fons foon forrows foul fov'reign fpirit fpread ftand ftill ftreams ftrength fuch fweet glorious glory God's guilt heart heav'n heav'nly hell Hofanna holy humble immortal JESU's JESUS joyful joys juft KING light live LORD mercy mortal muft muſt o'er paffions pain peace pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe prefence raife raiſe redeeming reft reign rejoice rife SAVIOUR ſhall ſkies ſky ſtand tafte Thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe Thou thouſand thro throne Thy grace Thy love tongue triumph voice Whilft whofe wings wond'rous word wounds
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102 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize ; Soon our Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given ; All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven. Robert Seagrave. Title: "The Pilgrim's Song.
46 ÆäÀÌÁö - Prince of peace ! Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings : Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth.
132 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest ; And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.
80 ÆäÀÌÁö - Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer : The desert Thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and Thy victory too. 4 Be Thou my pattern ; make me bear More of Thy gracious image here. Then God the Judge shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb.
15 ÆäÀÌÁö - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy.
43 ÆäÀÌÁö - To feed the hungry, clothe the poor ; Or give my body to the flame, To gain a martyr's glorious name, — 4 If love to God and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain ; Nor tongues nor gifts nor fiery zeal The work of love can e'er fulfil.
24 ÆäÀÌÁö - COME, let us anew Our journey pursue — Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear ; His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.
24 ÆäÀÌÁö - Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus.
130 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
72 ÆäÀÌÁö - God appear ! 4 Yea, Amen ; let all adore Thee, High on Thine eternal throne : Saviour, take the power and glory ; Claim the kingdom for Thine own, O come quickly, Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come.