A selection of hymns, from various authors, adapted to public worship by T. Westlake1801 |
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... bless your God . Tow'ring mountains , ev'ry deep , Beafts and cattle , worms that creep , Favour'd mortals , old and young , Let his mercies grace your tongue . Zion's fons , your voices raife , Sing his matchlefs works and ways : All ...
... bless your God . Tow'ring mountains , ev'ry deep , Beafts and cattle , worms that creep , Favour'd mortals , old and young , Let his mercies grace your tongue . Zion's fons , your voices raife , Sing his matchlefs works and ways : All ...
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... above , And angel round the throne , For ever bless and love The facred Three in One : Thus heav'n fhall raise his honors high , When earth and time grow old and die . NOW Doxologies . 9. As the 113th . TOW to THE BEING AND.
... above , And angel round the throne , For ever bless and love The facred Three in One : Thus heav'n fhall raise his honors high , When earth and time grow old and die . NOW Doxologies . 9. As the 113th . TOW to THE BEING AND.
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... bless E and fing the wonders of thy grace ; Thy love conveys our bleffings down From God the Father and the Son . Enlighten'd by thine heav'nly ray , Our fhades and darkness turn to day ; Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger ...
... bless E and fing the wonders of thy grace ; Thy love conveys our bleffings down From God the Father and the Son . Enlighten'd by thine heav'nly ray , Our fhades and darkness turn to day ; Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger ...
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... my heavn'ly friend . Plagues and deaths around me fly ; Till he bids , I cannot die : Not a fingle fhaft can hit , Till the God of love fees fit . IC O thou gracious , wife , and juft , In BLESSING S. My Times are in thy Hands, &c.
... my heavn'ly friend . Plagues and deaths around me fly ; Till he bids , I cannot die : Not a fingle fhaft can hit , Till the God of love fees fit . IC O thou gracious , wife , and juft , In BLESSING S. My Times are in thy Hands, &c.
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... blessing , Serve thee as thine hofts above , Blefs and praise thee , without ceafing , Glory in thy precious love . Carry on thy new creation , Happy , holy may we be ! Let us fee our whole falvation Perfectly fecur'd by thee : Chang'd ...
... blessing , Serve thee as thine hofts above , Blefs and praise thee , without ceafing , Glory in thy precious love . Carry on thy new creation , Happy , holy may we be ! Let us fee our whole falvation Perfectly fecur'd by thee : Chang'd ...
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A Selection of Hymns, from Various Authors, Adapted to Public Worship by T ... Selection No preview available - 2016 |
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adore Almighty angels Behold bleffings bleft blifs blood boundleſs breaft C. M. NEWTON C. M. WATTS'S chofen Chrift crown darkneſs dear death divine dwell dying earth Eben-ezers endleſs eternal ev'ry everlaſting eyes facred fafe faith falvation fame Father fave fears feek fhall fhine fhould fing finners fkies flain fleſh foes fong forrow foul fov'reign fpring ftand ftill ftreams ftrength fuch fweet glorious glory gracious guilt hath hear heart heav'n heav'nly hell Hofanna hofts holy Holy Spirit immortal Jefus juftice King Lamb let thy live Lord mercy mighty mortal muft o'er peace pleaſure pow'r praife promiſe raiſe Redeemer reft reign rejoice reſt rife righteouſneſs Savior ſhall ſkies ſpeak Spirit ſpread ſtand ſweet thall thee theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand thro thy grace thy love thy name thy praiſe thy word tongue triumph truft voice WATTS'S H wond'rous wonders Ye faints
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Page 363 - 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 213 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand And there confess my sin.
Page 199 - All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem And crown Him Lord of all.
Page 234 - 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 312 - While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer ; As my guide, my guard, my friend, Lead me to my journey's end.
Page 226 - O make this heart rejoice or ache; Decide this doubt for me ; And if it be not broken, break, And heal it if it be.
Page 250 - Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, prone to leave the God I love; take my heart, O take and seal it, seal it from thy courts above!
Page 228 - CHILDREN of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in His works and ways. 2...
Page 203 - Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart! Rise to all eternity!
Page 159 - Friend, my Prophet, Priest, and King, my Lord, my life, my way, my end, accept the praise I bring. Weak is the effort of my heart, and cold my warmest thought; but when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought. Till then I would thy love proclaim with every fleeting breath: and may the music of thy name refresh my soul in death.