Divine Songs, Attempted in Easy Language, for the Use of ChildrenN. Coverly. (Price 12 cents.) Great allowance made by the grose or dozen., 1800 - 60 pages |
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... Hard Names at firft , and threat'ning Words , That are but noify Breath , May grow to Clubs and naked Swords , To Murder and to Death . The Devil tempts one Mother's Son , o rage against another , So wicked Cain was hurried on Till he ...
... Hard Names at firft , and threat'ning Words , That are but noify Breath , May grow to Clubs and naked Swords , To Murder and to Death . The Devil tempts one Mother's Son , o rage against another , So wicked Cain was hurried on Till he ...
Page 39
... hard to ftore it well With the sweet Food she makes . In Works of Labour or of Skill , I would be bufy too ; For Satan finds fome Mischief still For idle Hands to do . In Books , or Works , or healthful Play , Let my firft years be past ...
... hard to ftore it well With the sweet Food she makes . In Works of Labour or of Skill , I would be bufy too ; For Satan finds fome Mischief still For idle Hands to do . In Books , or Works , or healthful Play , Let my firft years be past ...
Page 67
... or Payment , All thy Wants are well fupply'd . How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of GoD could be ; When from Heaven he defcended , And became a Child like thee ! Soft and easy is thy Cradle ; Coarfe and hard 67.
... or Payment , All thy Wants are well fupply'd . How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of GoD could be ; When from Heaven he defcended , And became a Child like thee ! Soft and easy is thy Cradle ; Coarfe and hard 67.
Page 68
... hard ; * Mother ' Tis thy Nurse that fits befide thee , And her Arms fhall be thy Guard . Yet to read the fhameful Story , How the Jews abus'd their King , How they ferv'd the LORD of Glory Makes me angry while I fing . * Here you may ...
... hard ; * Mother ' Tis thy Nurse that fits befide thee , And her Arms fhall be thy Guard . Yet to read the fhameful Story , How the Jews abus'd their King , How they ferv'd the LORD of Glory Makes me angry while I fing . * Here you may ...
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... Hard is the fate of the infirm and poor ! Here as I crav'd a morfel of their bread , A pamper'd menial drove me from the door To feek a fhelter in an humbler shed . Oh ! take me to your hofpitable dome ; Keen blows the wind and piercing ...
... Hard is the fate of the infirm and poor ! Here as I crav'd a morfel of their bread , A pamper'd menial drove me from the door To feek a fhelter in an humbler shed . Oh ! take me to your hofpitable dome ; Keen blows the wind and piercing ...
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Againſt Almighty Angels Babe beft Behold betimes Bleffing bleft Book Breath Child Children Chriftian Common Metre Darkneſs Death Defire Delight DIVINE SONGS dreadful dwell e'er Earth endleſs ev'ry Eyes Father Father's Law fave fear feek fent fhall fhines fhould firſt Flow'r flumber fome foon forrows fpeak ftand ftill fuch fwear fweet giv'n give glorious Glory Gofpel Grace grow harden'd hear Heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell holy Honour hope HOSANNA Hour Hymn Jews juft lefs let me love LORD Lord's Day Metre Miſchief Morning Muft muſt Name Neighbour never Number offer'd Pardon Parents Pity poor Pow'r read and pray reigns Religion rifing Rofe ſhall ſhe Sifters Sinners Sluggard SONG VII SONG X Soul ſtill ſwear ſweet Teftament Ten Commandments thee thefe SONGS There's theſe thofe Thoſe thou thro thy Law Tongue truft Twill Verfe waſte wicked Wiſdom Word young Young Sinners
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Page 67 - Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide; All without thy care or payment: All thy wants are well supplied.
Page 33 - Let love through all your actions run, And all your words be mild: Live like the blessed Virgin's Son, That sweet and lovely child. His soul was gentle as a lamb; And as his stature grew, He grew in favour both with man, And God his Father, too. Now, Lord of all, he reigns above; And from his heavenly throne He sees what children dwell in love, And marks them for his own.
Page 24 - twill come : A thousand children, young as I, Are call'd by death to hear their doom. Let me improve the hours I have, Before the day of grace is fled: There's no repentance in the grave, No pardon ofFer'd to the dead.
Page 56 - If we had been ducks we might dabble in mud ; Or dogs, we might play till it ended in blood ; So foul and so fierce are their natures : But Thomas and William, and such pretty names, Should be cleanly and harmless as doves or as lambs, Those lovely sweet innocent creatures.
Page 43 - Have you not heard what dreadful plagues Are threaten'd by the Lord, To him that breaks his father's law, Or mocks his mother's word ? What heavy guilt upon him lies ! How cursed is his name ! The ravens shall pick out his eyes, And eagles eat the same.
Page 30 - Jesus, who reigns above the sky And keeps the world in awe, Was once a child as young as I, And kept his Father's law. At twelve years old he talk'd with men, (The Jews all wondering stand) Yet he obey'd his mother then, And came at her command.
Page 29 - Tis dangerous to provoke a God ! His power and vengeance none can tell ; One stroke of his almighty rod Shall send young sinners quick to hell. Then 'twill for ever be in vain To cry for pardon and for grace : To wish I had my time again, Or hope to see my Maker's face.
Page 12 - Blest be the Lord that sent his Son To take our flesh and blood : He for our lives gave up his own To make our peace with God. He honour'd all his Father's laws, Which we have disobey'd : He bore our sins upon the cross, And our full ransom paid.
Page 11 - I turn my eye! If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky! There's not a plant or...
Page 52 - LET God the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, be adored, Where there are works to make him known, Or saints to love the Lord.