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 23
... sacred place , Till Israel's captives all are freed , And sing recovering grace . PSALM 15. FIRST PART . C. M. WHO shall inhabit in thy hill , O God of holiness ? WH Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace ? 2 The ...
... sacred place , Till Israel's captives all are freed , And sing recovering grace . PSALM 15. FIRST PART . C. M. WHO shall inhabit in thy hill , O God of holiness ? WH Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace ? 2 The ...
Σελίδα 26
... shall I wake and find me there ? 5 O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! I shall be near , and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul . 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground , Till 2 € PSALM 17 .
... shall I wake and find me there ? 5 O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! I shall be near , and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul . 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground , Till 2 € PSALM 17 .
Σελίδα 63
... sacred books declare Thy servant shall fulfil . 3 " Thy law is ever in my sight , I keep it near my heart ; Mine ears are opened with delight To what thy lips impart . " 4 And sec , the blest Redeemer comes , Th ' eternal Son appears ...
... sacred books declare Thy servant shall fulfil . 3 " Thy law is ever in my sight , I keep it near my heart ; Mine ears are opened with delight To what thy lips impart . " 4 And sec , the blest Redeemer comes , Th ' eternal Son appears ...
Σελίδα 70
... sacred Spirit blest His first - born Son above the rest . PSALM 45. THIRD PART . L. M. THE King of saints , how fair his face , Adorned with majesty and grace ! He comes with blessings from above , And wins the nations to his love . 2 ...
... sacred Spirit blest His first - born Son above the rest . PSALM 45. THIRD PART . L. M. THE King of saints , how fair his face , Adorned with majesty and grace ! He comes with blessings from above , And wins the nations to his love . 2 ...
Σελίδα 71
... sacred peace our souls abide , While every nation , every shore , Trembles , and dreads the swelling tide . 4 There is a stream , whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God ! Life , love , and joy still gliding through , And ...
... sacred peace our souls abide , While every nation , every shore , Trembles , and dreads the swelling tide . 4 There is a stream , whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God ! Life , love , and joy still gliding through , And ...
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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