A collection of hymns, for the use of the people called Methodists. With a suppl

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Pagina 215 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Pagina 497 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations ! bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men , And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed He brought us to his fold again.
Pagina 675 - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3 Wnen by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear.
Pagina 547 - ... HARK! the herald angels sing glory to the new-born King, peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled.
Pagina 365 - LOVE divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown. Jesus, Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love Thou art ; Visit us with Thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart...
Pagina 44 - A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone, Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their cares and fears, Are carried downward by the flood, And lost in following years. Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day.
Pagina 139 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; More than all in thee I find ; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name ; I am all unrighteousness; False, and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Pagina 203 - Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say, That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite ! Praise God, from whom all blessings flow!
Pagina 562 - ROCK of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee ! Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
Pagina 671 - 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.

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