A Collection of Sacred Translations, Paraphrases, and HymnsHedderwick, 1813 - 260 pages |
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... him , leaves her place , and all her pillars shake . 4 Great God ! we lie before thy throne , our guilt with grief confess : Our only trust , our only hope , is in thy promis'd grace . 9 . JOB XIV . 1-15 . 1 FEW are 6 TRANSLATIONS AND.
... him , leaves her place , and all her pillars shake . 4 Great God ! we lie before thy throne , our guilt with grief confess : Our only trust , our only hope , is in thy promis'd grace . 9 . JOB XIV . 1-15 . 1 FEW are 6 TRANSLATIONS AND.
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... grief , when by temptations try'd , We still will in the Lord be strong , and in his love confide . 5 Each night we'll lean our weary heads on his paternal breast , And , safely folded in his arms , resign our powers to rest . 6 A life ...
... grief , when by temptations try'd , We still will in the Lord be strong , and in his love confide . 5 Each night we'll lean our weary heads on his paternal breast , And , safely folded in his arms , resign our powers to rest . 6 A life ...
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... grief ? 2 Hast thou not known , hast thou not heard , that firm remains on high , The everlasting throne of Him , who form'd the earth and sky ? 3 Art thou afraid his pow'r shall fail , when comes thy evil day ? And can an all ...
... grief ? 2 Hast thou not known , hast thou not heard , that firm remains on high , The everlasting throne of Him , who form'd the earth and sky ? 3 Art thou afraid his pow'r shall fail , when comes thy evil day ? And can an all ...
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... Grief was his close companion still , through all his life below . 5 Yet all the griefs he felt were ours , ours were the woes he bore ; Pangs not his own , his spotless soul with bitter anguish tore . 6 His sacred blood hath wash'd our ...
... Grief was his close companion still , through all his life below . 5 Yet all the griefs he felt were ours , ours were the woes he bore ; Pangs not his own , his spotless soul with bitter anguish tore . 6 His sacred blood hath wash'd our ...
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... grief succeeds , beyond our mortal thought ; While the poor remnant of their dust , lies in the grave forgot . 4 There , where the fathers lie , must all the children dwell ; Nor other heritage possess , but such a gloomy cell . 5 God ...
... grief succeeds , beyond our mortal thought ; While the poor remnant of their dust , lies in the grave forgot . 4 There , where the fathers lie , must all the children dwell ; Nor other heritage possess , but such a gloomy cell . 5 God ...
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Page 11 - What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball ; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.
Page 11 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 107 - CHRIST the Lord is risen to-day,' Sons of men and angels say ! Raise your joys and triumphs high, Sing ye heavens, and earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won ; Lo ! our sun's eclipse is o'er, Lo ! he sets in blood no more.
Page 132 - CHILDREN of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. 2 Ye are travelling home to God, In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now — and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ; You on Jesus' throne shall rest : There your seat is now prepared — There your kingdom and reward.
Page 154 - And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command Whose love forbids my fears ? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears ? 3 No, rather let me freely yield What most I prize to thee ; Who never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold from me. 4 Thy favour, all my journey through, Thou art engaged to grant ; What else I want, or think I do, 'Tis better still to want.
Page 200 - Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound : May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels...
Page 154 - LORD, my best desire fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort, to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears ? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears...
Page 189 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Page 219 - Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God...
Page 197 - O happy souls that pray, Where God appoints to hear ! O happy men, that pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still ; And happy they That love the way To Zion's hill.