Hymns founded on various texts in the holy Scriptures, publ. by J. Orton

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printed in the year, 1776 - 329 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 259 - And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3...
Pàgina 182 - He comes the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before Him burst, The iron fetters yield.
Pàgina 177 - With all-engaging charms; Hark ! how He calls the tender lambs, And folds them in His arms. 2 " Permit them to approach," He cries, " Nor scorn their humble name ; For 'twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came.
Pàgina 21 - O HAPPY day, that fixed my choice On Thee, my Saviour, and my God! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad.
Pàgina 21 - Tis done, the great transaction's done, I am my Lord's, and He is mine ; He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice Divine.
Pàgina 45 - Here let the great Redeemer reign, With all the graces of his train ; While power divine his word attends, To conquer foes, and cheer his friends.
Pàgina 177 - Nor scorn their humble name ; For 'twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came." 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to Thee : Joyful that we ourselves are Thine, Thine let our offspring be.
Pàgina 231 - Nor many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes. 4 Ye wheels of nature ! speed your course ; Ye mortal powers ! decay ; Fast as ye bring the night of death, Ye bring eternal day.
Pàgina 286 - O make thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day. 3 Since on this winged hour Eternity is hung, Waken, by thine almighty power, The aged and the young. 4- One thing demands our care ; O be it still pursued, Lest, slighted once, the season fair Should never be renewed.
Pàgina 174 - Sepulchre. 1 YE humble souls, that seek the Lord, Chase all your fears away ; And bow with pleasure down to see The place where Jesus lay. 2 Thus low the Lord of life was brought, Such wonders love can do ; Thus cold in death that bosom lay, Which throbbed and bled for you.

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