The psalms of David, imitated in the language of the New-Testament, and applied to the Christian state and worship (Google eBook)

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Printed by Manning & Loring, for Thomas & Andrews, and Manning & Loring, 1803 - Bible - 620 pages
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Page 258 - See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4. Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all.
Page 230 - My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand And there confess my sin.
Page 208 - He formed the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground. 3 Come, worship at his throne, Come, bow before the Lord ; We are his works, and not our own ; He formed us by his word.
Page 217 - 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 124 - Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin: Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart.
Page 228 - 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 258 - I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.
Page 71 - The time to insure the great reward : And while the lamp holds out to burn The vilest sinner may return.
Page 19 - He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long-, But died without the sight.
Page 195 - A thousand ages in thy sight are like an evening gone, short as the watch that ends the night before the rising sun.

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