The Book of Psalms: With the Words Printed for Expressive Singing and Accompanied by the Tunes Contained in the "Scottish Psalmody."T. Nelson, 1874 - 200 pàgines |
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Pàgina xix - I cried to thee, O LORD ; and unto the LORD I made supplication. 9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit ? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth ? 10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me : LORD, be thou my helper.
Pàgina cxxxi - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Pàgina cxix - He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of His grace T
Pàgina xciv - The Lord thee keeps, the Lord thy shade On thy right hand doth stay : The moon by night thee shall not smite, Nor yet the sun by day.
Pàgina cviii - For she has treasures greater far than east or west unfold ; And her rewards more precious are than all their stores of gold.
Pàgina lxxiv - The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
Pàgina cxxx - Now with triumphal palms they stand Before the throne on high, And serve the God they love, amidst The glories of the sky.
Pàgina cxxxii - What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball ; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.
Pàgina cxxxii - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Pàgina xxvii - And forsaketh not his saints; They are preserved for ever: But the seed of the wicked shall be cut off. 29 The righteous shall inherit the land, And dwell therein for ever.