 | N Mosley Cheek - 1794 - 156 σελίδες
...the death of Chrift, my GOD ; All the vain things which charm me moft I facrifice to Jefu's blood. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er fuch love and forrow meet, Or thorns compofe fo rich a crown? 4 Where the whole realm of nature mine, That were a... | |
 | John Wesley - 1790 - 736 σελίδες
...beneath my load of fin. I longed to fee that glorious face that had once ftreamed with blood for me. " See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er fuch love and forrow meet, Or thorns compofe fo rich a crown ?" The glorious Sun of Righteoufnefs does arife and... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1801 - 608 σελίδες
...the death of Chrift, my God : All the vain things that charm me moft> 1 facriike them to his blood. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er fuch love and forrow meet ? Or thorns compofe fo rich a crown ? 4 [His dying crimfon, like a robe, Spreads o'er his... | |
 | Jeremy Belknap - 1801 - 518 σελίδες
...God ; All the vain things that charm me moft, I facrifke them to his blood. 3 See from his head, las hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down : Did e'er fuch love and forrow meet ? Or thorns compofe fo rich a crown ? 4 His dying crimfon, like a robe, - Spreads o'er... | |
 | George Whitefield - 1801 - 326 σελίδες
...my God: All the vain things that charm me moft, I facrifice them to his blood. See*from his head, N his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er fuel) love and forrow meet, Or thorns compofe fo rich a crown ? Were fhe whole realm of nature mine,... | |
 | 1802 - 384 σελίδες
...the death of Christ my God i All the vain things that charm me moit I sacrifice them to his blood. j. See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down '. 19 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? [4. His dymg crimson... | |
 | Hull Holy Trinity - 1803 - 72 σελίδες
...Save in the death of Chrift, my God, All the vain things that charm me molt I facrifice them to thy blood. See from his head, his hands, his feet Sorrow and love flow mingled down, Did e'er fuch love or forrow meet, Or thorns compofe fo rich a crown ? Were the whole realm of nature mine That were a... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1803 - 642 σελίδες
...the death of Chrift, my God : AH the vain things that charm me unoft, I facrince them to his blood. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down I Did e'er fuch love and forrow meet ? Or thorns compofe fo rich a crown ? 4 [His dying crimfon, like... | |
 | William Hurn - 1813 - 464 σελίδες
...which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain 1 count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow, mingled down ; Did e*er such love and sorrow meet ? Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 3 O let me never glory more Save in... | |
 | 1816 - 292 σελίδες
...the cross of Christ my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, 1 sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingling down! Did e'er such love, such sorrow meet ? Or thorns compose so bright a crown ? 4 Were... | |
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See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown... 
