The Psalms of David: Imitated in the Language of the New Testament, and Applied to the Christian State and WorshipSamuel T. Armstrong, theological bookseller, no. 50, Cornhill. U. Crocker, printer., 1819 - 460 páginas |
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... Son ? Why did they cast his laws away , And tread his gospel down ? -2 The Lord , who sits above the skies , Derides their rage below ; He speaks with vengeance in his eyes , And strikes their spirits through . d 3 " I call him my eternal ...
... Son ? Why did they cast his laws away , And tread his gospel down ? -2 The Lord , who sits above the skies , Derides their rage below ; He speaks with vengeance in his eyes , And strikes their spirits through . d 3 " I call him my eternal ...
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... Son . 6 ' Ascend my Son , to my right hand , There thou shalt ask , and I bestow , " The utmost bounds of Heathen lands ; ' To thee the northern isles shall bow . " ) e 7 But nations that resist his grace , Shall fall beneath his iron ...
... Son . 6 ' Ascend my Son , to my right hand , There thou shalt ask , and I bestow , " The utmost bounds of Heathen lands ; ' To thee the northern isles shall bow . " ) e 7 But nations that resist his grace , Shall fall beneath his iron ...
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... sons of men , in vain ye try , To turn my glory into shame ; e How long will scoffers love to lie , And dare reproach my Saviour's name ? d 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside : e He hears the cry ...
... sons of men , in vain ye try , To turn my glory into shame ; e How long will scoffers love to lie , And dare reproach my Saviour's name ? d 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside : e He hears the cry ...
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... sons of spite . -8 For me their malice digg'd a pit , But there themselves are cast ; My God makes all their mischief light On their own heads at last . e 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword : • Awake , my soul ...
... sons of spite . -8 For me their malice digg'd a pit , But there themselves are cast ; My God makes all their mischief light On their own heads at last . e 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword : • Awake , my soul ...
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... 1 C. M. Plymouth . [ b ] General Corruption of Manners . [ ELP , Lord ! for men of virtue fail , Religion loses ground ; HEL The sons of violence prevail , And treacheries abound . * 3 PSALM 12 . 29 PSALM 12. L. M. Bath. [*] ...
... 1 C. M. Plymouth . [ b ] General Corruption of Manners . [ ELP , Lord ! for men of virtue fail , Religion loses ground ; HEL The sons of violence prevail , And treacheries abound . * 3 PSALM 12 . 29 PSALM 12. L. M. Bath. [*] ...
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adore almighty angels Armley Barby Behold bless bless'd blest blood breath C. M. SECOND cheerful Christ darkness dear death delight Devizes divine dreadful dust dwell dying earth endless eternal ev'ry everlasting exalted eyes faith Father fear feet flesh flowing tears foes glorious glory gospel guilt hast hath hear heart heav'n heav'nly hell holy honours hope Hosanna humble humble souls HYMN immortal Islington Israel Jehovah Jesus joyful King Lamb light live Lord mighty mortal mourn Nantwich ne'er o'er Oporto peace proclaim PSALM Quercy race rage Redeemer reigns rejoice righteousness rise sacred salvation Satan Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies songs sons sorrows soul sov'reign Spirit stand sweet terrours thee thine Thou art thro thy face thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy pow'r thy praise thy throne thy word tongue trust vengeance voice Walsal Wantage wondrous wrath ye saints Zion
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Página 113 - Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 2 See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove; Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t
Página 128 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Página 283 - 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 :"— "Worthy the Lamb"— our lips reply,
Página 55 - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.
Página 321 - SO let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess; So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine.
Página 318 - Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations' mean, For he has felt the same.
Página 17 - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
Página 99 - Born Thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
Página 238 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Página 59 - And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God...