Select Psalms and hymns, for the use of the parish church of Cardington1786 - Hymns, English - 131 pages |
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... I'll fing . Thou raisest from the gate of death ; Thou break'ft oppreffion's rod : When troubles rife , all help and aid Proceed from Thee , our God . Let them , who know thy holy name , In Thee alone confide ; Thy mercy ne'er forfook ...
... I'll fing . Thou raisest from the gate of death ; Thou break'ft oppreffion's rod : When troubles rife , all help and aid Proceed from Thee , our God . Let them , who know thy holy name , In Thee alone confide ; Thy mercy ne'er forfook ...
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Eafter Hymn . He the swelling fea commands ; Fixt his throne for ever stands , Sing , ye fons of men , O fing Praise to Heav'n's eternal King ! Hallelujah ! PSALM XXX . Stroudwater . I'LL celebrate thy praises , ( 19 )
Eafter Hymn . He the swelling fea commands ; Fixt his throne for ever stands , Sing , ye fons of men , O fing Praise to Heav'n's eternal King ! Hallelujah ! PSALM XXX . Stroudwater . I'LL celebrate thy praises , ( 19 )
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PSALM XXX . Stroudwater . I'LL celebrate thy praises , Lord , Who didft thy pow'r employ To raise my drooping head . - Thy praise , Thy praife , I'll fing with joy . When in distress I cry'd to Thee , Thou kindly didst relieve , And ...
PSALM XXX . Stroudwater . I'LL celebrate thy praises , Lord , Who didft thy pow'r employ To raise my drooping head . - Thy praise , Thy praife , I'll fing with joy . When in distress I cry'd to Thee , Thou kindly didst relieve , And ...
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... reft care his bed . Maker of all ! -Be thou my guard ! Give me my strength ! -By Thee repair'd , To Thee , through all my life , I'll raise One fong of never - ceafing praise . Bedford . PSALM XLII . LORD , as the panting ( 33 )
... reft care his bed . Maker of all ! -Be thou my guard ! Give me my strength ! -By Thee repair'd , To Thee , through all my life , I'll raise One fong of never - ceafing praise . Bedford . PSALM XLII . LORD , as the panting ( 33 )
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... , and change thy fighs To thankful hymns of joy . When thus thy prefence , Lord of life , Hath once difpell'd the storm , To Thee I'll midnight praises fing , And all my vows perform . Bedford . Why restless ? Why caft down , my ( 34 )
... , and change thy fighs To thankful hymns of joy . When thus thy prefence , Lord of life , Hath once difpell'd the storm , To Thee I'll midnight praises fing , And all my vows perform . Bedford . Why restless ? Why caft down , my ( 34 )
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Page 107 - If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way...
Page 103 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Page 105 - Or aught Thy goodness lent. Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Page 66 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy.
Page 66 - Jehovah's awful throne, -*-* Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create and He destroy. 2 His sov'reign power, without our aid, Made us of clay and form'd us men ; And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd, He brought us to his fold again.
Page 119 - Then see the sorrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groans, To give those sorrows weight. VI. For never shall my soul despair Her pardon to procure, Who knows thine only Son has died To make her pardon sure.
Page 2 - O Thou, to whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Through all the world how great art Thou ! How glorious is Thy Name ! PSALM IX.
Page 121 - To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt To form themselves in prayer.
Page 103 - GLORY to Thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light : Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Under thine own Almighty wings.
Page 121 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.