 Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 2 "Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path, where sinners lead. 8 Oh! may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove my wandering...  Life and Letters of Zachary Macaulay - Page 170by Zachary Macaulay - 1900 - 496 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Henry Ward Beecher - 1856 - 578 pages
...path where sinners lead. 3. 0 may tho righteous, .when I stray, Smite and reprove my wand'ring wnyl Their gentle words, like ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4. When I behold them pressed with grief, I'll cry to heaven for their relief; And by n'.y warm petitions... | |
 | Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. Publication Committee - Bible - 1847 - 776 pages
...rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path, where sinners lead 3 Oh ! may the righteous, when I stray, Smite, and reprove...ointment shed, < Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. p 4 When I behold them pressed with griefj I '11 cry to heaven for their relief ; < And, by my warm... | |
 | Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. (Old School), Presbyterian Church in the U.S. - Bible - 1847 - 668 pages
...rash and heedless word ; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 3 Oh ! May the righteous, when I stray, Smite, and reprove...gentle words, like ointment shed, < Shall never bruise, hut cheer my head. p 4 When I hehold them pressed with grief, I 'll cry to heaven for their relief;... | |
 | Elias Nason - Congregational churches - 1858 - 896 pages
...my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 3 O, may the righteous, when I.stray, Smite and reprove my wandering way, Their gentle words,...ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them pressed with grief, I'll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions... | |
 | Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. (Old School), Presbyterian Church in the U.S. - Bible - 1847 - 738 pages
...incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 8 Oh ! may the righteous, when I stray, Smitcy and reprove my wandering way ; Their gentle words,...ointment shed, < Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. p 4 When I behold them pressed with grief, I 'll cry to heaven for their relief; < And, by my warm... | |
 | Reformed Protestant Dutch Church (U.S.) - Bible - 1859 - 1128 pages
...rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path, where sinners lead. 8 Oh! may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove...ointment shed, Shall never bruise but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them pressed with grief, I'll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions... | |
 | Lowell Mason, Edwards Amasa Park, Austin Phelps - Baptists - 1859 - 492 pages
...rash and heedless word ; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 3 Oh, may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove...ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them pressed with grief, I '11 cry to heaven for their relief ; And, by my warm petitions... | |
 | Thomas Hastings, Thomas Samuel Hastings - Hymns, English - 1859 - 346 pages
...rash and heedless word ; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 3. Oh 1 may the righteous, when I stray, Smite, and reprove...ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4. When I behold them pressed with grief, I 'll cry to heaven for their relief; And, by my warm petitions,... | |
 | Carl Heinrich von Bogatzky - 1859 - 396 pages
...guilty path where sinners lead. O may the righteous when I stray, Smite and reprove my wand'ring wpy, Their gentle words, like ointment shed, Shall never bruise but cheer my head. A' the commandment of the Lord the children of Israel journeyed, and at the commandment of the Lord... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Baker, John Wheeler Tufts - Congregational churches - 1860 - 216 pages
...every rash and heedless word ; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. O, may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove...never bruise, but cheer my head. When I behold them pressed with grief, I'll cry to heaven for their relief; And, by my warm petitions, prove How much... | |
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