Parish Psalmody: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Public Worship: Containing Dr. Watts's Versification of the Psalms of David, Entire, a Large Portion of Dr. Watts's Hymns, and Psalms and Hymns by Other Authors, Selected and OriginalHenry Perkins, 1848 - 708 pages |
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Parish Psalmody: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Public Worship ... Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. Affichage du livre entier - 1844 |
Parish Psalmody: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Public Worship ... Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A.,Isaac Watts Affichage du livre entier - 1850 |
Parish Psalmody: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Public Worship ... Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A.,Isaac Watts Affichage du livre entier - 1844 |
Expressions et termes fréquents
adore almighty angels Behold bids bless bless'd blood breath cheerful Christ darkness dear death divine dreadful dust dwell earth eternal everlasting exalted eyes faith Father fear feet flesh flowing tears foes glorious gospel gracious guilt hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy honors hope Hosanna humble humble souls Israel Jehovah Jesus King law and gospel light live Lord love restore mighty mortal mourn ne'er o'er peace pray prayer proclaim rage raise rapturous song Redeemer reigns rejoice rest righteousness rise sacred salvation Saviour shine sing sinners sins skies song songs of praise sons sorrows soul sovereign Spirit spread stand sweet tears thee thine Thou art thoughts thy face thy grace thy hand thy love thy mercy thy name thy power thy praise thy saints thy throne thy word tongue trust truth voice wakeful eyes Watts wonders wondrous wrath ye saints Zion
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Page 446 - Soul, then know thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear. Think what spirit dwells within thee, Think what Father's smiles are thine ; Think that Jesus died to save thee : Child of heaven, canst thou repine? 6 Haste thee on from grace to glory...
Page 322 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart That tastes those gifts with joy.
Page 360 - Thou, O Christ ! art all I want ; More than all in thee I find ; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness ; Vile and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Page 151 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Page 415 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Page 496 - With my burden I begin, Lord, remove this load of sin ; Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt.
Page 360 - 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.
Page 308 - O^ /'or the fiil/nexs of peace mill jnil. 1 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let us each, thy love possessing. Triumph in redeeming grace ; O refresh us, Traveling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound ; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound ; May thy presence With us evermore be found. S So, whene'er the signal's given Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad...
Page 616 - Hark! they whisper: angels say, "Sister spirit, come away!" What is this absorbs me quite, — Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath?
Page 415 - THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away.