Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Social, Private, and Public Worship in the Presbyterian Church in the United States of AmericaPresbyterian Board of Publication, 1843 - 564 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 28
... give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his power PSALM 18. SECOND PART . L. M. ORD , thou hast seen my soul sincere , Hast made thy truth and love appear Before mine eyes I set thy laws , And thou hast owned my righteous cause ...
... give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his power PSALM 18. SECOND PART . L. M. ORD , thou hast seen my soul sincere , Hast made thy truth and love appear Before mine eyes I set thy laws , And thou hast owned my righteous cause ...
Σελίδα 45
... Give to the Lord renown and Ascribe due honours to his name , And his eternal might adore . 2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud Through every ocean , every land ; His voice divides the watery cloud , And lightnings blaze at his command ...
... Give to the Lord renown and Ascribe due honours to his name , And his eternal might adore . 2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud Through every ocean , every land ; His voice divides the watery cloud , And lightnings blaze at his command ...
Σελίδα 61
... give my mortal interest up , And make my God my all . PSALM 39. THIRD PART . C. M. GOD of my life , look gently down , Behold the pains I feel ; But I am dumb before thy throne , Nor dare dispute thy will . 2 Diseases are thy servants ...
... give my mortal interest up , And make my God my all . PSALM 39. THIRD PART . C. M. GOD of my life , look gently down , Behold the pains I feel ; But I am dumb before thy throne , Nor dare dispute thy will . 2 Diseases are thy servants ...
Σελίδα 63
... Give your burnt - offerings o'er ; In dying goats and bullocks slain , My soul delights no more . " 2 Then spake the Saviour , " Lo , I'm here , My God , to do thy will ; Whate'er thy sacred books declare Thy servant shall fulfil . 3 ...
... Give your burnt - offerings o'er ; In dying goats and bullocks slain , My soul delights no more . " 2 Then spake the Saviour , " Lo , I'm here , My God , to do thy will ; Whate'er thy sacred books declare Thy servant shall fulfil . 3 ...
Σελίδα 75
... long abide I'll give it to my land . " 7 Vain are his thoughts , his hopes are lost , How soon his memory dies ! His name is buried in the dust , Where his own body lies . 8 This is the folly of their way ; And PSALM 49 . 75.
... long abide I'll give it to my land . " 7 Vain are his thoughts , his hopes are lost , How soon his memory dies ! His name is buried in the dust , Where his own body lies . 8 This is the folly of their way ; And PSALM 49 . 75.
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adore almighty angels Behold bless blest blood breath cheerful Christ church command congregation darkness dear death divine dreadful dust dwell earth eternal everlasting eyes faith Father fear feet flesh flowing tears foes glorious glory gospel gracious guilt Hallelujah hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls Israel Jehovah Jesus joyful judicatory King Lamb Lamb of God light live Lord Lord's supper mercy seat mighty minister mortal mourn ne'er o'er pain pardoning peace pray prayer Presbytery PSALM PSALM 51 PSALM 89 raise Redeemer reigns rejoice rest righteousness rise sacred saints salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies song songs of praise sorrows soul sovereign Spirit spread sweet tears thee thine thou art thy face thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy power thy praise thy throne thy word tongue truth voice wakeful eyes wonders wondrous worship ye saints
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Σελίδα 147 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day...
Σελίδα 147 - 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 :"— "Worthy the Lamb"— our lips reply,
Σελίδα 64 - Dear dying Lamb ! thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved to sin no more.
Σελίδα 379 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Σελίδα 18 - The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great original proclaim. 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; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as...
Σελίδα 223 - And sailed through bloody seas ? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported, by thy word.
Σελίδα 223 - AM I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas...
Σελίδα 23 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Σελίδα 252 - I'LL praise my Maker with my 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.
Σελίδα 178 - In darkest shades if he appear, My dawning is begun ! He is my soul's sweet morning star, And he my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his heart is mine, And whispers, ' I am his !' 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word, Run up with joy the shining way, T