A collection of hymns and sacred poemsGeorge Bonham. And sold by S. Edwards, 1779 - 178 Seiten |
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... Thofe heaps of wrath by flow degrees Are forc'd into a flame But kindled , oh ! how fierce they blaze ! And rend all nature's frame . 4. At His approach the mountains flee , And feek a wat❜ry grave ; The frighted fea makes hafte away ...
... Thofe heaps of wrath by flow degrees Are forc'd into a flame But kindled , oh ! how fierce they blaze ! And rend all nature's frame . 4. At His approach the mountains flee , And feek a wat❜ry grave ; The frighted fea makes hafte away ...
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... thofe living fprings , Which from Thy wounds do flow ; Dart down Thy bright refreshing beams To us Thy goodness fhew . ; 3. " Tis Thy defire to save the loft , To ease them of their pain ; Therefore we come to Thee , blest LAMB , Who ...
... thofe living fprings , Which from Thy wounds do flow ; Dart down Thy bright refreshing beams To us Thy goodness fhew . ; 3. " Tis Thy defire to save the loft , To ease them of their pain ; Therefore we come to Thee , blest LAMB , Who ...
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... thofe refufe to fing , Who never knew our God ; But fervants of the heav'nly KING Will speak their joys abroad . The Goo that rules on high , And all the earth furveys , That rides upon the ftormy sky , And calnis the roaring feas 4 ...
... thofe refufe to fing , Who never knew our God ; But fervants of the heav'nly KING Will speak their joys abroad . The Goo that rules on high , And all the earth furveys , That rides upon the ftormy sky , And calnis the roaring feas 4 ...
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... thofe that have no GoD ; When the foul is forc'd away , poor To feek her last abode . 2. In vain to heav'n fhe lifts her eyes ; But guilt , a heavy chain , Still drags her downward from the fkies To darknefs , fire and pain . 3. Awake ...
... thofe that have no GoD ; When the foul is forc'd away , poor To feek her last abode . 2. In vain to heav'n fhe lifts her eyes ; But guilt , a heavy chain , Still drags her downward from the fkies To darknefs , fire and pain . 3. Awake ...
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... Thofe mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r , Their motions fpeak thy skill ; And on the wings of ev'ry hour , We read thy patience still : 3 . But when we view the great design To fave rebellious worms ; Where vengeance and compaffion join In ...
... Thofe mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r , Their motions fpeak thy skill ; And on the wings of ev'ry hour , We read thy patience still : 3 . But when we view the great design To fave rebellious worms ; Where vengeance and compaffion join In ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
adore Almighty angels Behold bleffings bleft blifs blood chearful CHRIST crofs darkneſs dead dear death defcend defire divine duft dwell dy'd e'er earth endleſs eternal ev'ry everlaſting eyes face facred facrifice fafe faints faith falvation FATHER fave feaft feal fear feek fhall fhew fhine fhould fing finners fkies flain fleep fleſh fmiles fongs fons foon forrows foul fov'reign fpirit fpread ftand ftill ftreams ftrength fuch fweet glorious glory God's guilt heart heav'n heav'nly hell Hofanna holy humble immortal JESU's JESUS joyful joys juft KING light live LORD mercy mortal muft muſt o'er paffions pain peace pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe prefence raife raiſe redeeming reft reign rejoice rife SAVIOUR ſhall ſkies ſky ſtand tafte Thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe Thou thouſand thro throne Thy grace Thy love tongue triumph voice Whilft whofe wings wond'rous word wounds
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 102 - Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize ; Soon our Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given ; All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven. Robert Seagrave. Title: "The Pilgrim's Song.
Seite 46 - Prince of peace ! Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings : Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth.
Seite 132 - Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all : — 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest ; And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast.
Seite 80 - Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer : The desert Thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and Thy victory too. 4 Be Thou my pattern ; make me bear More of Thy gracious image here. Then God the Judge shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb.
Seite 15 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy.
Seite 43 - To feed the hungry, clothe the poor ; Or give my body to the flame, To gain a martyr's glorious name, — 4 If love to God and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain ; Nor tongues nor gifts nor fiery zeal The work of love can e'er fulfil.
Seite 24 - COME, let us anew Our journey pursue — Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear ; His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.
Seite 24 - Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus.
Seite 130 - To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt To form themselves in prayer. 5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd From whom those comforts flow'd. 6 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me up to man.
Seite 72 - God appear ! 4 Yea, Amen ; let all adore Thee, High on Thine eternal throne : Saviour, take the power and glory ; Claim the kingdom for Thine own, O come quickly, Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come.