The Psalms and Hymns of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church in North America

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Mentz & Rovoudt, 1850 - Bible - 859 pages
 

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Page 727 - HOW bless'd the righteous when he dies! When sinks a weary soul to rest, How mildly beam the closing eyes, How gently heaves th' expiring breast! 2 So fades a summer cloud away, So sinks the gale, when storms are o'er ; So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore.
Page 172 - 1 Tj^ROM all that dwell below the skies •*- Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer's name be sung Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 2 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. PSALM 118. First Part. C. M.
Page 308 - Richer by far is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the pray'rs of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Ill—LM Hymn 9. B.
Page 128 - 3 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op'ning day. 4 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last. And our eternal home. PSALM
Page 294 - 2 Thou art the Truth; thy word alone True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst instruct the mind, And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life; the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm ; And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth,
Page 311 - 3 He comes the pris'ners to release, In Satan's bondage held: The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 4 He comes from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eye-balls of the blind To pour celestial day. 5 He comes the broken heart to bind, And with
Page 450 - 4 Asham'd of Jesus!—that dear friend, On whom my hopes of heav'n depend! No! when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus !—yes I may— When I've no guilt to wash away— No tear to wipe—no good to crave— No fear to quell—no soul to save.
Page 759 - and stormy scenes I onward press to you. Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there Around my Saviour stand; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. Jerusalem, my happy home! My soul still pants for thee, Then shall my labours have an end, When I thy joy shall see.
Page 527 - 3 Watch—'tis your Lord's command And while we speak, he's near; Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he, In such a posture found, He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crown'd. 5 Christ shall the banquet spread With his own bounteous hand,
Page 328 - 6 Let every kindred, every tribe On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him—Lord of all. 7 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him—Lord of all. 139—LM Hymn 18,

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