adore Againſt Almighty angels arife Behold bleffings Blefs'd bleft blood breath cheerful Chrift Common Metre darkneſs death defcend divine dreadful duft dwell earth endleſs eternal ev'ry everlaſting eyes facred fafe faints faith falvation Father fave fear fecure feek feet fhall fhame fhine fhould fing finners fkies flain fleſh foes fong fons forever forrows foul fov'reign fpread ftand ftill ftrength fweet glorious glory gofpel hath hear heart heav'n heav'nly hell Hofanna holy honours hope humble HYMN Ifrael immortal Jefus juft juftice King laft Long Metre Lord mercy mighty mortal muft ne'er o'er pleaſure praife praiſe promiſe PSALM rage raiſe reft reigns rejoice rife righteouſneſs Saviour ſhall Short Metre ſkies ſky Spirit ſtands thee theſe thine thofe thou thouſand thy grace thy hand thy love thy name thy pow'r thy throne thy word tongue truft vengeance voice whofe wondrous worſhip wrath Zion
Page 248 - 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 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 218 - 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 248 - 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 61 - The time to insure the great reward : And while the lamp holds out to burn The vilest sinner may return.
Page 9 - 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.