A selection of hymns, designed principally for the use of prisoners, by the author of Facts, &c. respecting climbing boys [signed A.A.]. |
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Page 50
... , All my Let me see , and let me feel ; Sins that crucified my God , For which was shed his precious blood ; Jesu , seek thy wandering sheep , Make me restless to return ; -whit Bid me look on thee and weep , Bitterly as 50 HYMNS , FOR THE.
... , All my Let me see , and let me feel ; Sins that crucified my God , For which was shed his precious blood ; Jesu , seek thy wandering sheep , Make me restless to return ; -whit Bid me look on thee and weep , Bitterly as 50 HYMNS , FOR THE.
Page 63
... shall thy love constrain And force me to thy breast ? When shall my soul return again To her eternal rest ? Ah ! what avails my strife , My wandering to and fro ? Thou hast the words of endless life ? Ah ! USE OF PRISONERS . 65.
... shall thy love constrain And force me to thy breast ? When shall my soul return again To her eternal rest ? Ah ! what avails my strife , My wandering to and fro ? Thou hast the words of endless life ? Ah ! USE OF PRISONERS . 65.
Page 65
... wander here , If haply I may find thee near ; O dark ! dark ! dark ! I still must say Amidst the blaze of gospel day . Thee , only thee , I fain would find , And cast the world and flesh behind . Thou , only thou , to me be given , Of ...
... wander here , If haply I may find thee near ; O dark ! dark ! dark ! I still must say Amidst the blaze of gospel day . Thee , only thee , I fain would find , And cast the world and flesh behind . Thou , only thou , to me be given , Of ...
Page 74
... wandering . " WEARY of wandering from my God , And now made willing to return , I hear , and bow me to thy rod : For thee , O Lord , I truly mourn ; . Have I an advocate above , A friend before the throne of love ? Yes ! Jesus , full of ...
... wandering . " WEARY of wandering from my God , And now made willing to return , I hear , and bow me to thy rod : For thee , O Lord , I truly mourn ; . Have I an advocate above , A friend before the throne of love ? Yes ! Jesus , full of ...
Page 86
... wandering sheep ; False to thee , like Peter , I Would fain , like Peter , weep , Let me be by grace restor❜d ; On me be all long suff'ring shown : Turn , and look upon me , Lord ! And break my heart of stone . Saviour , Prince ...
... wandering sheep ; False to thee , like Peter , I Would fain , like Peter , weep , Let me be by grace restor❜d ; On me be all long suff'ring shown : Turn , and look upon me , Lord ! And break my heart of stone . Saviour , Prince ...
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Almighty art thou Asham'd Behold betimes bid me sin bless'd blest breath Canaanite cast Christ darkness death divine dwell earth eternal ev'ry Fain faith fear feel Friend of sinners give glorious glory gracious Lord grief groan guilt hath heal hear heart of stone heav'nly heaven hell holy hope hosanna humble HYMNS Jesu's Jesus keep Lamb of God let thy live Love me freely mercy's o'er pain pardon poor pow'r praise pray prayer Psalm repent salvation satan Saviour seal my peace seek thy face shine sins Son of God soul sov'reign spotless Lamb stony heart sweet tears tender thee thine thou art thou hast thou know'st Thy blood thy breast thy feet thy grace thy law thy love thy mercy thy name thy power thy sight thy Spirit thy throne thy word thyself tongue trembling Twill wandering wretched Young sinners
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Page 62 - Other refuge have I none — Hangs my helpless soul on Thee : Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me ! , All my trust on Thee is stay'd, All my help from Thee I bring: Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.
Page 108 - Then join the saints ; wake every cheerful passion ; When Christ returns, he comes for your salvation. FIRST PART. LM 0 1 A Penitent Pleading for Pardon. HOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive; Let a repenting rebel live : Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee...
Page 102 - Before me place in dread array The pomp of that tremendous day, When thou with clouds shalt come, To judge the nations at thy bar: And tell me, Lord, shall I be there To meet a joyful doom ? " Be this my one great business here, With serious industry and fear, Eternal bliss t' insure: Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure.
Page 102 - Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, '^> Secure, insensible ; A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to that heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell.
Page 39 - O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! No ; — when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name.
Page 96 - WITH joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above ; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. 2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same.
Page 83 - Divine instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there.
Page 40 - Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away; No tear to wipe; no good to crave; No fears to quell; no soul to save. 6 Till then, nor is my boasting vain, Till then I boast a Saviour slain; And O may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me.
Page 19 - TIS a lovely thing for youth To walk betimes in wisdom's way ; To fear a lie, to speak the truth, That we may trust to all they say! But liars we can never trust, Though they should speak the thing that's true ; And he that does one fault at first, And lies to hide it, makes it two.
Page 109 - So let thy pardoning love be found. 3 O wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean ; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace ; Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just, in death ; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well.