An Arrangement of the Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of Issac Watts: To which is Added, a Supplement : Being a Selection of More that Three Hundred Hymns from the Most Approved Authors, on a Great Variety of Subjects, Among which are All the Hymns of Dr. Watts, Adapted to Public and Private Worship, Not Published in the Common Editions with Indexex, Very Much Enlarged and Improved, to Facilitate the Use of the Whole in Finding Psalms and Humns, Suited to Particular Subjects Or Occasions
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Strona 29 - 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.
Strona 121 - Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'1l bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word.
Strona 249 - How beauteous are their feet, Who stand on Zion's hill ! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice ! How sweet the tidings are ! " Zion, behold thy Saviour King ; 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.
Strona 161 - Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.
Strona 193 - For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given Till toils and cares shall end. 6 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise.
Strona 33 - When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know Thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to Thy will ; The sea, that roars at Thy command, At Thy command is still.
Strona 553 - THUS far the Lord has led me on, Thus far His power prolongs my days; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of His grace.