Family HymnsAmerican Tract Society, 1835 - 216 pages |
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... once despised Jesus 279 128 49 16 · 36 Happy the child whose early years 239 Happy the heart where graces reign 143 Hark ! from the tombs a doleful sound 258 Hark ! my soul , it is the Lord 113 Hark ! the glad sound , the Savior comes ...
... once despised Jesus 279 128 49 16 · 36 Happy the child whose early years 239 Happy the heart where graces reign 143 Hark ! from the tombs a doleful sound 258 Hark ! my soul , it is the Lord 113 Hark ! the glad sound , the Savior comes ...
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... Once I thought my mountain strong Once more , my soul , the rising day One there is above all others O ! sinner , hear the heavenly voice . 184 47 70 O ! that I knew the secret place O ! INDEX . -
... Once I thought my mountain strong Once more , my soul , the rising day One there is above all others O ! sinner , hear the heavenly voice . 184 47 70 O ! that I knew the secret place O ! INDEX . -
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... burst the gates of hell ; Death in vain forbids him raise , Christ has open'd paradise . 4 Lives again our glorious King ! " Where , O death , is now thy sting ? " Once he died , our souls to save ; " 31 ] 28 CHRIST .
... burst the gates of hell ; Death in vain forbids him raise , Christ has open'd paradise . 4 Lives again our glorious King ! " Where , O death , is now thy sting ? " Once he died , our souls to save ; " 31 ] 28 CHRIST .
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American Tract Society. Once he died , our souls to save ; " Where's thy victory , boasting grave ? " Cudworth . 29. Christ's Resurrection . H. M. 1 YES , the Redeemer rose ; The Savior left the dead ; And o'er our hellish foes High ...
American Tract Society. Once he died , our souls to save ; " Where's thy victory , boasting grave ? " Cudworth . 29. Christ's Resurrection . H. M. 1 YES , the Redeemer rose ; The Savior left the dead ; And o'er our hellish foes High ...
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... angels sing , Are far inferior to thy name ? 2 Worthy is he that once was slain , The Prince of Life , that groan'd and di'd ; Worthy to rise , and live , and reign At 33 ] 30 , 31 CHRIST . 30. Resurrection and Ascension. 7s. ...
... angels sing , Are far inferior to thy name ? 2 Worthy is he that once was slain , The Prince of Life , that groan'd and di'd ; Worthy to rise , and live , and reign At 33 ] 30 , 31 CHRIST . 30. Resurrection and Ascension. 7s. ...
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adore Almighty angels Behold bleeding blessings blest bliss blood breast breath C. M. Newton cheer Christ dark Dear Lord death despair divine Doddridge dreadful dwell dying earth endless eternal everlasting eyes face faint faith Father fear feet foes glorious glory Gospel gracious guilt hail happy hast hear heart heart of stone heaven heavenly heavenly host hell holy Holy Spirit hope Hosanna humble Jesus joyful joys King Lamb Lamb of God Let thy light live mercy morning mortal mourn ne'er never Newton night o'er pain pardon peace pleasures pray prayer rapturous song redeeming love reign rest rise sacred salvation Savior seek seraphs shine sing sinners sins skies songs songs of praise sorrows soul sound sovereign Spirit Star of Bethlehem storm sweet tears thee thine thou art thoughts throne thy grace thy love thy name thy word tongue trembling triumph voice Watts wonders wretched ye saints
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Page 119 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Page 22 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 115 - MY dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2. Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will — Such love, and meekness so divine — I would transcribe and make them mine.
Page 35 - Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all.
Page 196 - UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb ; Take this new treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room To slumber in the silent dust. 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose.
Page 216 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till...
Page 186 - I would not live alway : no — welcome the tomb: Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies.
Page 9 - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is Thy command ; Vast as eternity Thy love ; Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.
Page 213 - How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found...
Page 193 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame : Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying. Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away.