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... adore around ; With vials full of odours fweet , And harps of fweeter found . 3 Thofe are the pray'rs of all the faints , And these the hymns they raise : Jefus is kind to our complaints , He loves to hear our praise . 4 [ Eternal ...
... adore around ; With vials full of odours fweet , And harps of fweeter found . 3 Thofe are the pray'rs of all the faints , And these the hymns they raise : Jefus is kind to our complaints , He loves to hear our praise . 4 [ Eternal ...
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... adore the justice too That ftrikes our comforts dead . VI . COMMON METRE . Triumph over Death . Job xix . 25 , 26 , 27 . REAT God , Town the sentence juft , And nature muft decay ; GR I yield my body to the duft , To dwell with fellow ...
... adore the justice too That ftrikes our comforts dead . VI . COMMON METRE . Triumph over Death . Job xix . 25 , 26 , 27 . REAT God , Town the sentence juft , And nature muft decay ; GR I yield my body to the duft , To dwell with fellow ...
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... adore . XLIII . Referred to the 100th Pfalm . XLIV . Referred to the 133d Pfalm . 2 3 Divine Wrath and Mercy ; from Nabum i . 1,4 [ " The faint that triumphs o'er his fins , But kindled , Oh ! how fierce they blaze ! 7 And rend all ...
... adore . XLIII . Referred to the 100th Pfalm . XLIV . Referred to the 133d Pfalm . 2 3 Divine Wrath and Mercy ; from Nabum i . 1,4 [ " The faint that triumphs o'er his fins , But kindled , Oh ! how fierce they blaze ! 7 And rend all ...
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... . thine endless praife .. 5. The whole creation join in one , To blefs the facred name . Of him that fits upon the throne And to adore the Lamb LXIII . I LONG METRE . Rev. v . 12 136 Book L. HYMNS , & c , LIX , LX , LXI , LXII .
... . thine endless praife .. 5. The whole creation join in one , To blefs the facred name . Of him that fits upon the throne And to adore the Lamb LXIII . I LONG METRE . Rev. v . 12 136 Book L. HYMNS , & c , LIX , LX , LXI , LXII .
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... adore thy ways , To bring us near to God , Thy fov'reign pow'r , thy healing grace , And thine atoning blood . XCIX . COMMON METRE . Stones made Children of Abraham : Or , Grace not conveyed by religious Parents . Matt.iii.9 . I AIN are ...
... adore thy ways , To bring us near to God , Thy fov'reign pow'r , thy healing grace , And thine atoning blood . XCIX . COMMON METRE . Stones made Children of Abraham : Or , Grace not conveyed by religious Parents . Matt.iii.9 . I AIN are ...
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adore Almighty angels arife Behold beneath bleffings blefs'd blood cheerful Chrift COMMON METRE darkneſs dear death defcends defire delight divine dreadful dwell dy'd dying earth endleſs eternal ev'ry everlaſting eyes face facred fafe faints faith falvation fame Father fave feaft feals fear feek feet fhall fhines fhould fing finners fkies flain fleſh fmiling fome fongs fons forrows foul fov'reign fpread ftand ftrong fuch fweet glorious glory God's gofpel guilt hand heart heav'n heav'nly hell Hofanna holy honours humble immortal Jefus joyful joys juft King Lamb lives LONG METRE Lord mercy mighty Mofes mortal muft muſt paffions pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe promife raife raiſe Redeemer reft reigns rife righteouſneſs Satan Saviour ſhall SHORT METRE ſkies ſky Solomon's Song Spirit ſtands taſte thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thouſand throne thy grace tongues vengeance voice whofe wond'rous word wrath
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194 ÆäÀÌÁö - GIVE me the wings of faith, to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.
126 ÆäÀÌÁö - He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long-, But died without the sight.
202 ÆäÀÌÁö - And can this mighty King Of Glory condescend? And will He write His name, My Father and my Friend ? I love His name, I love His word ; Join, all my powers, And praise the Lord.
148 ÆäÀÌÁö - NO more, my God, I boast no more Of all the duties I have done : I quit the hopes I held before, To trust the merits of thy Son. 2 Now, for the love I bear his name, What was my gain I count my loss ; My former pride I call my shame, And nail my glory to his cross. 3 Yes, and I must and will esteem All things but loss for Jesus...
177 ÆäÀÌÁö - God as strangely kind. 3 On us He bids the sun Shed his reviving rays; For us the skies their circles run, To lengthen out our days. 4 The brutes obey their God, And bow their necks to men ; But we, more base, more brutish things, Reject his easy reign.
145 ÆäÀÌÁö - The dust returns to dust again, The soul in agonies of pain Ascends to God, not there to dwell, But hears her doom, and sinks to hell.
159 ÆäÀÌÁö - But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe : Here, Lord, I give myself away, — 'Tis all that I can do.
179 ÆäÀÌÁö - Angels ! assist our mighty joys ; Strike all your harps of gold; But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told.
166 ÆäÀÌÁö - Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
211 ÆäÀÌÁö - His favourites, to proclaim The honours of His grace. 2 Glory to God the Son be paid, Who dwelt in humble clay, And to redeem us from the dead Gave His own life away. 3 Glory to God the Spirit give, From whose almighty power Our souls their heavenly birth derive, And bless the happy hour. 4 Glory to God that reigns above, Th' eternal Three in One, Who by the wonders of His love Has made His nature known.