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... horrid roar Unveil thy bosom , faithful tomb Vain man , thy fond pursuits forbear Vital spark of heavenly flame Wait , O ! my soul , thy Maker's will • 209 40 275 65 271 229 Watchman ! tell us of the night We give immortal INDEX . 11.
... horrid roar Unveil thy bosom , faithful tomb Vain man , thy fond pursuits forbear Vital spark of heavenly flame Wait , O ! my soul , thy Maker's will • 209 40 275 65 271 229 Watchman ! tell us of the night We give immortal INDEX . 11.
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American Tract Society. Watchman ! tell us of the night We give immortal praise . Welcome ! delightful morn Welcome ! sweet day of rest " We've no abiding city here " What equal honors shall we bring What jarring ... tell us of the night ...
American Tract Society. Watchman ! tell us of the night We give immortal praise . Welcome ! delightful morn Welcome ! sweet day of rest " We've no abiding city here " What equal honors shall we bring What jarring ... tell us of the night ...
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... tell me whence I came ; Mine to teach me what I am : 2 Mine to chide me when I rove ; Mine to shew a Savior's love : Mine art thou , to guide my feet ; Mine to judge , condemn , acquit : 3 Mine to comfort in distress , If the Holy ...
... tell me whence I came ; Mine to teach me what I am : 2 Mine to chide me when I rove ; Mine to shew a Savior's love : Mine art thou , to guide my feet ; Mine to judge , condemn , acquit : 3 Mine to comfort in distress , If the Holy ...
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... tell , Nor think how large his grace ; Not men below , nor saints who dwell On high before his face . 3 Not angels who stand round the Lord Can search his secret will ; But they perform his heavenly word , And sing his praises still . 4 ...
... tell , Nor think how large his grace ; Not men below , nor saints who dwell On high before his face . 3 Not angels who stand round the Lord Can search his secret will ; But they perform his heavenly word , And sing his praises still . 4 ...
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... tell How high our great Deliverer reigns ; Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell , And led the tyrant Death in chains . 6 Say , " Live for ever , glorious King , " Born to redeem , and strong to save ! " Then ask , " O death , where is ...
... tell How high our great Deliverer reigns ; Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell , And led the tyrant Death in chains . 6 Say , " Live for ever , glorious King , " Born to redeem , and strong to save ! " Then ask , " O death , where is ...
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adore Almighty angels Behold bleeding blessings blest bliss blood breast breath C. M. Newton cheer Christ dark Dear Lord death despair divine Doddridge dreadful dwell dying earth endless eternal everlasting eyes face faint faith Father fear feet foes glorious glory Gospel gracious guilt hail happy hast hear heart heart of stone heaven heavenly heavenly host hell holy Holy Spirit hope Hosanna humble Jesus joyful joys King Lamb Lamb of God Let thy light live mercy morning mortal mourn ne'er never Newton night o'er pain pardon peace pleasures pray prayer rapturous song redeeming love reign rest rise sacred salvation Savior seek seraphs shine sing sinners sins skies songs songs of praise sorrows soul sound sovereign Spirit Star of Bethlehem storm sweet tears thee thine thou art thoughts throne thy grace thy love thy name thy word tongue trembling triumph voice Watts wonders wretched ye saints
Popular passages
Page 119 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Page 22 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 115 - MY dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2. Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will — Such love, and meekness so divine — I would transcribe and make them mine.
Page 35 - Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all.
Page 196 - UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb ; Take this new treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room To slumber in the silent dust. 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose.
Page 216 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till...
Page 186 - I would not live alway : no — welcome the tomb: Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies.
Page 9 - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is Thy command ; Vast as eternity Thy love ; Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.
Page 213 - How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found...
Page 193 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame : Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying. Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away.