The psalms and hymns: with the catechism, confession of faith, and canons, of the Synod of Dort; and liturgy of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church in North America

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Mentz & Rovoudt, 1848 - 932 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 606 - 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 73 - Obey them that have the rule over you, and submit yourselves : for they watch for your souls, as they that must give account, that they may do it with joy, and not with grief : for that is unprofitable for you.
Pàgina 660 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile ; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.
Pàgina 334 - Which of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed his blood ? But our Jesus died to have us Reconciled in him to God : This was boundless love indeed ! Jesus is a Friend in need ! 3 When he lived on earth abased, Friend of Sinners...
Pàgina 302 - HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest.
Pàgina 354 - TN the cross of Christ I glory ! -*- Towering o'er the wrecks of time, All the light of sacred story, Gathers round its head sublime.
Pàgina 124 - People and realms of every tongue, Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name.
Pàgina 274 - HOW precious is the book divine, By inspiration given ! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, To guide our souls to heaven. 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, In this dark vale of tears ; Life, light, and joy it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way, Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day.
Pàgina 660 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Pàgina 817 - Why should I shrink at pain and woe, Or feel at death dismay ? I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day.

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