The Psalms in a New Version: Fitted to the Tunes Used in Churches, with Notes in Examination of the Difficult Passages

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T. Hatchard, 1851 - 528 strán (strany)
 

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Strana 322 - Glory to the new-born KINO. Amen Christmas. Hymn 48. (SECOND TuNE). X "Glory to GOD in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men." HARK I the herald angels sing Glory to the new-born KING, Peace on earth, and mercy mild, GOD and sinners reconciled. Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With the angelic host proclaim CHRIST is born in Bethlehem, Hark!
Strana 330 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Strana 330 - Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Strana xxxiii - By the shades of death o'erspread, With thy rod and staff supplied, This my guard — and that my guide. 4 Constant to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shalt attend -, And shalt bid thy hallowed dome Yield me an eternal home.
Strana 326 - GOD! and is Thy table spread, And doth Thy cup with love o'erflow? Thither be all Thy children' led, And let them all Thy sweetness know.
Strana 458 - The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
Strana lii - What is there necessary for man to know which the Psalms are not able to teach ? They are to beginners an easy and familiar introduction, a mighty augmentation of all virtue and knowledge in such as are entered before, a strong confirmation to the most perfect among others.
Strana 322 - Christ, by highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord, Late in time behold him come Offspring of a Virgin's womb...
Strana 323 - Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Sun of righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings: Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth; Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing,
Strana 329 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run : Shake off dull sloth, and early rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.

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