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St. James's . O Thou , to whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame , Through all the world how great art Thou ! How glorious is thy name ! Canon . ( 4 ) PSALM VIII . IMMORTAL King ( 3 )
St. James's . O Thou , to whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame , Through all the world how great art Thou ! How glorious is thy name ! Canon . ( 4 ) PSALM VIII . IMMORTAL King ( 3 )
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... ft bow ! Made fubject to his feet by Thee , To him all nature bends the knee . Immortal King , through earth's wide frame How great thy honour , praise , and name ! Dr. Croft's . PSALM IX . To celebrate thy praise Canon. ...
... ft bow ! Made fubject to his feet by Thee , To him all nature bends the knee . Immortal King , through earth's wide frame How great thy honour , praise , and name ! Dr. Croft's . PSALM IX . To celebrate thy praise Canon. ...
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... King of Glory near ! Who is this King of Glory ? -Who ? The Lord of Hofts renown'd ; In battle mighty ; o'er his foes Triumphant conqu'ror crown'd . Lift up your heads , eternal doors ! Your lofty arches rear , Ye everlasting gates ...
... King of Glory near ! Who is this King of Glory ? -Who ? The Lord of Hofts renown'd ; In battle mighty ; o'er his foes Triumphant conqu'ror crown'd . Lift up your heads , eternal doors ! Your lofty arches rear , Ye everlasting gates ...
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... King ! Yield the homage that his name From a creature's lips may claim . Hallelujah . Hark ! His voice in thunder breaks .-- Hufh'd to filence , while He fpeaks , Ocean's waves , from pole to pole , Hear the awful accents roll ...
... King ! Yield the homage that his name From a creature's lips may claim . Hallelujah . Hark ! His voice in thunder breaks .-- Hufh'd to filence , while He fpeaks , Ocean's waves , from pole to pole , Hear the awful accents roll ...
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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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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.