Psalms and Hymns for Public and Private Worship

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E. and C. Dilly, 1776 - 408 pages
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Page 282 - A thousand ages in thy sight are like an evening gone, short as the watch that ends the night before the rising sun.
Page 119 - 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 183 - Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates," Ye everlasting doors, give way. 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene ; He claims those mansions as His right ; Receive the King of glory in. 4 Who is the King of glory, Who...
Page 6 - Born Thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
Page 102 - Come, Almighty to deliver, Let us all thy life receive; Suddenly return, and never, Never more thy temples leave. Thee we would be always blessing, Serve thee as thy hosts above, Pray and praise thee without ceasing, Glory in thy perfect love.
Page 134 - I'm constrained to be! Let that grace now, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee: Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love; Here's my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above.
Page 268 - The Father hears him pray, His dear anointed One : He cannot turn away The presence of his Son : His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 5 My God is reconciled ; His pardoning voice I hear : He owns me for his child ; I can no longer fear: With confidence I now draw nigh, And, "Father, Abba, Father,
Page 132 - GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land : I am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more.
Page 11 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand And there confess my sin.
Page 350 - Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne, Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known.

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