Church Psalmody: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Public Worship. Selected from Dr. Watts and Other Authors

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Lowell Mason, David Greene
Perkins and Marvin, 1837 - 576 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 312 - He sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; Christ hath burst the gates of hell ; Death in vain forbids His rise ; Christ hath opened Paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King ; Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Pàgina 412 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often fqr each other flows The sympathizing tear.
Pàgina 304 - Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ the heavenly Lamb Takes all our sins away; A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they.
Pàgina 463 - 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.
Pàgina 394 - When His salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin. 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, Passion and envy, lust and pride ; While justice, temperance, truth, and love, Our inward piety approve. 4 Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope, The bright appearance of the Lord ; And faith stands leaning on His word.
Pàgina 274 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Pàgina 265 - WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Pàgina 557 - THUS far the Lord has led me on, Thus far His power prolongs my days; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of His grace.
Pàgina 231 - 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.
Pàgina 528 - O when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne'er break up, And sabbaths have no end ? 4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom.

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