A Collection of Psalms and Hymns, Extracted, Revised, and Published, by Henry Peckwell, Part 4 (Google eBook)

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sold at the chapel, in the New Way, Westminster; by J. Matthews; and Simmons, Lincoln - 214 pages
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Page 57 - I'm constrained to be! Let that grace now, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee: Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love; Here's my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above.
Page 67 - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
Page 116 - OUR Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are captive led, Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay ; " Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, Ye everlasting doors, give way...
Page 121 - To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too, Who bought us with His blood From everlasting woe : And now he lives, and now he reigns, And sees the fruit of all His pains.
Page 90 - Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same.
Page 68 - 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 noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 33 - Then will I tell to sinners round, What a dear Saviour I have found; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, "Behold the way to God.
Page 78 - WAKE, our souls ! away, our fears -'*- Let every trembling thought be gone ; Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on ! 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint ; But they forget the mighty God That feeds the strength of every saint...
Page 45 - Yea, Amen ; let all adore Thee, High on Thine eternal throne : Saviour, take the power and glory ; Claim the kingdom for Thine own, O come quickly, Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come.
Page 176 - FROM all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.

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