A New Metrical Version of the Psalms of David: With an Appendix of Select Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to the Service of the United Church of England and Ireland ...
E. Bridgewater, 1821 - 300页
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abode adore Almighty angels appear arise awful behold bless blest bliss bring CHRIST Church courts crown death delight divine dwell earth endless enemies eternal ev'ry everlasting eyes face faith FATHER fear foes give glorious glory grace grateful guard hand hast hath head hear heart heav'n heav'nly holy honour hope hosts humble Israel JEHOVAH JESUS join joyful keep King known land lift light live LORD MESSIAH Metre mighty night past peace pow'r prayer proclaim PSALM raise record reigns rejoice rest righteousness rise sacred saints salvation SAVIOUR seek servants shine sing skies songs soul sound spirit spread stand strength SUNDAY thanks Thee theme Thine Thou Thou art thousand thro throne Thy grace Thy mercy Thy name Thy praise Thy word tongue triumph trust truth voice wait wonders Zion
第98页 - For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure.
第88页 - God, our Help in ages past, Our Hope for years to come, Our Shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal Home : 2 Under the shadow of Thy Throne Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defence is sure.
第136页 - His mercies ever shall endure, When suns and moons shall shine no more. 6 He sent his Son with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave : Wonders of grace to God belong ; Repeat his mercies in your song.
第98页 - The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid he did us make : We are his flock, he doth us feed, And for his sheep he doth us take.
第98页 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy.
第150页 - For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own almighty wings. 2. Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.