A collection of Psalms and hymns, chiefly designed for public worship [compiled by J. Wakefield].

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75 ÆäÀÌÁö - Jesus' blood; Give every burdened soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. 644 8s, 7s & 4s. T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, •*-* Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace ; O refresh us, : Travelling through this wilderness.
210 ÆäÀÌÁö - Direct, control, suggest this day, All I design, or do, or say ; That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite...
28 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. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3...
78 ÆäÀÌÁö - CM r*OME, 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 : " " Worthy the Lamb ! " our lips reply,
83 ÆäÀÌÁö - Be of sin the double cure; Save from wrath, and make me pure.
143 ÆäÀÌÁö - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign, Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers : Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours.
134 ÆäÀÌÁö - HOW beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill, Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice, How sweet the tidings are ! " Zion, behold thy Saviour King ! He reigns and triumphs here.
169 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.
40 ÆäÀÌÁö - Make me to walk in Thy commands ; 'Tis a delightful road ; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, Offend against my God.
137 ÆäÀÌÁö - CHILDREN of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. 2 Ye are travelling home to God, In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now — and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ; You on Jesus' throne shall rest : There your seat is now prepared — There your kingdom and reward.

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