A selection of hymns, from the best authors, including a number of originals, by W. WilliamsWilliam Williams, 1819 - 248ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... skies were spread Begone , unbelief , my Saviour is near Behold the mighty suff'rer hangs Behold the holy place ..... Behold the throne of grace Behold the sure foundation stone 199 374 40 Begin , my tongue , some heav'nly theme 282 331 ...
... skies were spread Begone , unbelief , my Saviour is near Behold the mighty suff'rer hangs Behold the holy place ..... Behold the throne of grace Behold the sure foundation stone 199 374 40 Begin , my tongue , some heav'nly theme 282 331 ...
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... skies 187 Bruised reeds shall ne'er be broken 249 But few among the carual wise 92 By whom was David taught Call'd by grace , the sinner see Christ and his members ever stood Christ , exalted is our song Christ is my rock , my hope , my ...
... skies 187 Bruised reeds shall ne'er be broken 249 But few among the carual wise 92 By whom was David taught Call'd by grace , the sinner see Christ and his members ever stood Christ , exalted is our song Christ is my rock , my hope , my ...
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... the Lord thay built the skies Sing to the Lord with joyful voice Sing to the Lord , ye heav'nly hosts ; C 81 14 288 93 230 214 362 278 235 422 6 421 Source of light and power divine Stand up , my TABLE OF FIRST LINES . XV .
... the Lord thay built the skies Sing to the Lord with joyful voice Sing to the Lord , ye heav'nly hosts ; C 81 14 288 93 230 214 362 278 235 422 6 421 Source of light and power divine Stand up , my TABLE OF FIRST LINES . XV .
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... skies 97 Thus Jabez pray'd to God alone .... 114 Thy mercy , my God , is the theme of my song . 290 Till God the Spirit's rising beam 217 " Tis Christ is my Saviour and King 307 ' Tis the gospel's joyful tidings 85 ... 295 378 138 ' Tis ...
... skies 97 Thus Jabez pray'd to God alone .... 114 Thy mercy , my God , is the theme of my song . 290 Till God the Spirit's rising beam 217 " Tis Christ is my Saviour and King 307 ' Tis the gospel's joyful tidings 85 ... 295 378 138 ' Tis ...
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... skies ; Thro ' all the earth his will is done , He knows our groans , he hears our cries . But the vain idols they adore , Are senseless shapes of stone and wood ; At best a mass of glitt'ring ore , A silver saint , or golden god . With ...
... skies ; Thro ' all the earth his will is done , He knows our groans , he hears our cries . But the vain idols they adore , Are senseless shapes of stone and wood ; At best a mass of glitt'ring ore , A silver saint , or golden god . With ...
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200 ÆäÀÌÁö - BLOW ye the trumpet, blow ! The gladly solemn sound, Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come : Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
367 ÆäÀÌÁö - Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers: Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear, And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
181 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!
170 ÆäÀÌÁö - The men of grace have found Glory begun below : Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 1 Watts's expression. Sermon 12. The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets.
131 ÆäÀÌÁö - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
187 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'm fixed upon it, Mount of God's unchanging love. 2. Here I raise my Ebenezer, Hither by Thy help I'm come; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home.
139 ÆäÀÌÁö - GOD of my life, to thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall, When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint ! Where should I lodge my deep complaint, Where but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor...
262 ÆäÀÌÁö - How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
141 ÆäÀÌÁö - With my burden I begin: Lord, remove this load of sin! Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest; Take possession of my breast; There Thy "blood-bought right maintain, And without a rival reign.
205 ÆäÀÌÁö - Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness he requireth, Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you ; 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam.