Psalms and Hymns for Public Worship: Containing All the Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts which are Deemed Valuable, Together with a New Version of All the Psalms and Many Original Hymns Besides a Large Collection from Other Writers |
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... dead Triumphant songs raise Turn Thee , in mercy turn ' T was by an order from " I was dreadful , ' T was in the watches ' T was on that dark , Tyrants , do ye judge UNLESS the Lord the house Unto God ye sons of might Unto my pray'r , O ...
... dead Triumphant songs raise Turn Thee , in mercy turn ' T was by an order from " I was dreadful , ' T was in the watches ' T was on that dark , Tyrants , do ye judge UNLESS the Lord the house Unto God ye sons of might Unto my pray'r , O ...
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... dead ; I make my holy hill his throne , And wide his kingdom spread . " 4 Be wise , ye Rulers of the earth , Obey th ' anointed Lord ; Adore the King of heav'nly birth , And tremble at his word . 5 With humble love address his throne ...
... dead ; I make my holy hill his throne , And wide his kingdom spread . " 4 Be wise , ye Rulers of the earth , Obey th ' anointed Lord ; Adore the King of heav'nly birth , And tremble at his word . 5 With humble love address his throne ...
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... , while thy servants Thou dost try , Bold sinners meet their due . 3 As Sodom by the fire And storm sunk with the dead ; So shall the tempest of thine ire Sweep foes to ruin dread . f 4 But Thou , O Lord , on high 20 PSALM 11 . mf ...
... , while thy servants Thou dost try , Bold sinners meet their due . 3 As Sodom by the fire And storm sunk with the dead ; So shall the tempest of thine ire Sweep foes to ruin dread . f 4 But Thou , O Lord , on high 20 PSALM 11 . mf ...
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... tongue , My dying flesh shall rest in hope . 2 Though in the dust I lay my head , Yet , gracious Lord , Thou wilt not leave My body always with the dead , Nor of glad 28 PSALM 16 . 2 In whose eyes the vile are mean, ...
... tongue , My dying flesh shall rest in hope . 2 Though in the dust I lay my head , Yet , gracious Lord , Thou wilt not leave My body always with the dead , Nor of glad 28 PSALM 16 . 2 In whose eyes the vile are mean, ...
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... dead , Nor of glad hope my soul bereave . mf 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey , Shake off the dust and rise on high ; Then shalt Thou lead the wondrous way Up to thy throne above the sky . 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow ...
... dead , Nor of glad hope my soul bereave . mf 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey , Shake off the dust and rise on high ; Then shalt Thou lead the wondrous way Up to thy throne above the sky . 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow ...
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adore ALLEN angels beams Behold bless blest blood Bowdoin Square breath bright Broomsgrove cheer Christ Colchester dark dead death delight didst divine doth dread dwell dying earth eternal ev'ry eyes faith fear feet foes forever glorious God's hand hath hear heart heav'n heav'nly Hebron hell holy hope Hosanna Hymn Israel Jehovah Jesus joyful King let thy lift light live Lord majesty Medfield mighty mp mf ne'er nigh night o'er Olmutz peace pow'r Prayer Psalms Ramoth Redeemer reigns rejoice righteous rise saints salvation Savior SECOND VERSION.-L. M. shame shine sing sinners sins skies songs songs of praise soul sov'reign Spirit spread sweet Thee thine THIRD VERSION.-C. M. Thou art thy grace thy love thy majesty thy mercy thy name thy praise thy throne thy truth thy word Timsbury tongue trust Uxbridge voice WATTS wilt wondrous wrath Ye saints Zion Zion's
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Page 37 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 37 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread ; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray.
Page 192 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise Thy name, give thanks and sing: To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night.
Page 614 - Be ye sure that the Lord he is God : it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves ; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
Page 615 - It Is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord : and to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High; To show forth thy lovingkindness in the morning: and thy faithfulness every night.
Page 525 - Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Page 567 - I WOULD not live alway: I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lurid mornings that- dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer.
Page 507 - OH ! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, — A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
Page 395 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, — 'While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Page 606 - With the shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs thy bosom share ; 2 Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in thy gracious arm ; There, we know, thy word believing, Only there, secure from harm. 3 Never from thy pasture roving, Let them be the Lion's prey; Let thy tenderness so loving, Keep them all life's dangerous way : 4 Then, within thy fold eternal, Let them find a resting-place; Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of thy grace. HYMN 87. SM 2...