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... looks thro ' GOD moves in a mysterious way GOD of my life to thee I call , Grace triumphant in the throne , Gracious LORD , our children fee , H 373 63 247 293 - 296 352 179 HAppy are they , to whom the LORD 216 Hark , my foul ! it is ...
... looks thro ' GOD moves in a mysterious way GOD of my life to thee I call , Grace triumphant in the throne , Gracious LORD , our children fee , H 373 63 247 293 - 296 352 179 HAppy are they , to whom the LORD 216 Hark , my foul ! it is ...
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... fruits as good , 3 Yet rage and envy fill'd his mind , When with a fullen downcaft look , He faw his brother favor find , Who GoD's appointed method took . 4 By Cain's own hand good Abel dy'd , Because 4 By 2 BK . I. GENE SI S ..
... fruits as good , 3 Yet rage and envy fill'd his mind , When with a fullen downcaft look , He faw his brother favor find , Who GoD's appointed method took . 4 By Cain's own hand good Abel dy'd , Because 4 By 2 BK . I. GENE SI S ..
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... look'd wither'd , faint and lean . 4 To Jofeph the Egyptians went ; TO JESUS I made known my cafe ; He , when my little ftock was spent , Open'd his magazine of grace . 5 For he the time of death forefaw , And 5 For HY . 114 133 GENE SI ...
... look'd wither'd , faint and lean . 4 To Jofeph the Egyptians went ; TO JESUS I made known my cafe ; He , when my little ftock was spent , Open'd his magazine of grace . 5 For he the time of death forefaw , And 5 For HY . 114 133 GENE SI ...
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... look up . " Can Jofeph , whom we would have slain , Forgive us the evil we did ? And will he our houfholds maintain ? O this is a brother indeed ! " 4 Thus dragg'd by my confcience , I came , And laden with guilt , to the LORD ...
... look up . " Can Jofeph , whom we would have slain , Forgive us the evil we did ? And will he our houfholds maintain ? O this is a brother indeed ! " 4 Thus dragg'd by my confcience , I came , And laden with guilt , to the LORD ...
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... look'd like a promifing foil The harvest produc'd little food , To answer the hufbandman's toil . The water fome property had , Which poisonous prov'd to the ground The fprings were corrupted and bad , The streams fpread a barreness ...
... look'd like a promifing foil The harvest produc'd little food , To answer the hufbandman's toil . The water fome property had , Which poisonous prov'd to the ground The fprings were corrupted and bad , The streams fpread a barreness ...
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Page 131 - Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be ; Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?
Page 4 - 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 132 - Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall ; Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all?
Page 304 - There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace and joy and love She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Page 131 - Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore ; Oh ! for grace to love thee more.
Page 304 - What thanks I owe thee, and what love, A boundless, endless store, Shall echo through the realms above When time shall be no more.
Page 221 - Have you no words ? Ah ! think again, Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear, With the sad tale of all your care. 6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, " Hear what the Lord has done for me.
Page 161 - As the winged arrow flies, Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind ; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise; All below is but a dream.
Page 351 - May the Grace of Christ our Saviour, And the Father's boundless Love, With the Holy Spirit's Favour, Rest upon us from above. Thus may we abide in union, With each other and the LORD ; And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford.
Page 276 - GOD of my life, to thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail *. 2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, Where should I lodge my deep complaint ? Where "but with thee...