 almost a saint,' And makes his own destruction sure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ; Create my heart entirely new ; Which hypocrites could ne'er attain ; Which false apostates never knew.  Collected Works - Pàgina 173per Daniel Read - 1995 - 332 pàginesPrevisualització limitada - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1772 - 222 pàgines
...muft count her gold but drofs, If me would gain the heav'nly land. F4 The III. The fearful foul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of GOD no more, Is but efteem'd almoft a faint, And makes his own deftruclion fure. IV. LORD, let not all my hopes be vain,... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1773 - 404 pàgines
...And walks the Ways of GOD no more, Is but dleem'd almoft a Saint, And makes his own Deftruftion fure. 4 LORD, let not all my Hopes be vain; Create my Heart entirely new ; Which Hypocrites could ne'er attain : Which falfe Apoftates never knew. CLIX. An unconverted State... | |
 | David Simpson - 1780 - 628 pàgines
...walks the Ways or God no more, Is but efteem'd almoft a Saint, And makes his own Deftruction fure. 4 Lord, let not all my Hopes be vain, Create my Heart entirely new; Which Hypocrites could ne'er attain, Which falfe Apoftates never knew. HYMN CCCXXX. 1 OOSANNA to King... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1786 - 120 pàgines
...! Nature muft count her gold butdrofs, If me would gain this heav'nly Land. 3 The fearful foul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but eftecm'd — almoft a faint, And makes his own deftruftion fure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain,... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1789 - 614 pàgines
...Nature muft count her gold but drofs, If Hie would gain this heav'niy land. 3 The fearful foul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but cfteem'd almoft a faint, And makes his own deftruclion fure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain j... | |
 | George Burder - 1835 - 654 pàgines
...command; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gsdn the heavenly land. The fearful soul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteem 'd almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. Lord, let not ail my hopes he vain !... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1801 - 608 pàgines
...Nature muft count her gold but drofs, If ilie would gain this heav'nly land. 3 The fearful foul, that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but efteem'd almoft a faint, And makes his own deftruftion fure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ;... | |
 | 1802 - 384 pàgines
...tries and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, 1• Is but esteern'd almost ,i saint, And mak«s his own destruction sure. , 4. Lord let not all my hopes be vain, Create my heart entirely new! Which Hypocrites could ne'er attam, Which false apostates never knew. CLIX. An unconverted slate, or... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1802 - 560 pàgines
...command I Nature muft count her gold but droft, If ihe would gain thisleaVnly land. 3 The fearful foul, who tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but eftecm'd almoft afoint, And Qiakes hie own dcilruftlon fure. \ •C.LIX. Unconvrrtcdßate ; er. Converting... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1803 - 642 pàgines
...walks the ways of God no~more, Is but efteem'd almoft a faint, And makes his own deTtruction fure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ; Create my heart entirely new ; Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, Which falfe apoftates never knew. HYMN CLIX. Common Metre. An... | |
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