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I love Olney Hymns for Cowper's hymns especially. Because of his illness, he contributed only 67 of the 379 hymns, but his verses include some of the finest poetry found in hymns. Read full review
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afford age to age Amalek awhile bear behold blessing blood call'd canst Chap Christ Dear Saviour death deny'd despair divine dy'd earth ev'ry eyes face faint faith fame foes foul Gibeon give glory gospel gracious grief grone guilt heal hear heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell holy hope hour Hymn Isaiah Israel Israel's JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH Jesus light lise live Lord mercy mighty mourn numbers OLNEY HYMNS once pain peace plead poison'd poor pow'r praise pray pray'r prepar'd promis'd promise prove Psalm rest reveal'd saints salvation sase Satan Satan returning sear seeble seek seel seet selt shalt shame shew shine sight sill'd sinners sirst skies soon sorrow soul spirit storms sweet tempest thee thine thou art thou hast thought thro thy grace thy love thy word tremble trust truth unbelief voice wait weep wilt wond'rous worm wounds wretched
Page 135 - Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be ; Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?
Page 136 - Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall ; Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all?
Page 326 - There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace and joy and love She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Page 135 - Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore ; Oh ! for grace to love thee more.
Page 326 - What thanks I owe thee, and what love, A boundless, endless store, Shall echo through the realms above When time shall be no more.
Page 229 - Have you no words ? Ah ! think again, Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear, With the sad tale of all your care. 6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, " Hear what the Lord has done for me.
Page 167 - As the winged arrow flies, Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind ; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise; All below is but a dream.
Page 373 - May the Grace of Christ our Saviour, And the Father's boundless Love, With the Holy Spirit's Favour, Rest upon us from above. Thus may we abide in union, With each other and the LORD ; And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford.