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The Christian Psalmist, Or Watts' Psalms and Hymns: with Copious Selections ...
Visualització completa - 1836
The Christian Psalmist: Or Watts' Psalms and Hymns, with Copious Selections ...
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The Christian Psalmist: Or, Watts' Psalms and Hymns, with Copious Selections ...
Visualització completa - 1836
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Pàgina 12 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Pàgina 39 - THE heavens declare thy glory Lord ; In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy power confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
Pàgina 133 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night.
Pàgina 7 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, — 'While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin.
Pàgina 8 - For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end. 4. Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise.
Pàgina 10 - King ; He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! / 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad ; Let every nation now behold Their Saviour...
Pàgina 4 - LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And, when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Pàgina 133 - When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks approach his awful sight, And psalms of honor sing ; The Lord's a God of boundless might, The whole creation's King. 3 Let princes hear, let angels know, How mean their natures seem, (Those gods on high, and gods below,) When once compared with him. 4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, Lies in his spacious hand ; He fixed the seas what bounds to keep, And where the hills must stand.