Hallelujah; Or, Britain's Second Remembrancer Bringing to Remembrance (in Praiseful and Penitential Hymns, Spiritual Songs, and Moral Odes, ) Meditations, Advancing the Glory of God, in the Practice of Piety and Virtue

Hallelujah; Or, Britain's Second Remembrancer Bringing to Remembrance (in Praiseful and Penitential Hymns, Spiritual Songs, and Moral Odes, ) Meditations, Advancing the Glory of God, in the Practice of Piety and Virtue

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1857 edition. Excerpt: ...grace a vow we made, Thee to serve as God alone; Yet we other gods have had, And forgot what Thou hast done. We as deities adored Things more fit to be abhorr'd; Yet have mercy on us, Lord! 3 Though we know that on Thy foes Dreadful plagues Thou dost inflict, And that Thou art kind to those Who Thy just commands respect; Yet of Thee our fancy feigns Likenesses which like Thee not, And ideas in our brains, To Thy wrong are oft begot: Idol-makers we have been, Our chief zeal we spend therein, Lord! have mercy on our sin. 4 In Thy name we were baptized, And Thy name, O Christ! we bear, But that grace we have not prized As thereby obliged we are: We have took on us in vain That great name which we profess; And yet seem in hope to gain Thy acceptance ne'ertheless: Many ways we are to blame, By profaning of Thy name; But, O Lord! forgive the same. 5 In our hearts it was impress'd, Though corruption blurs it now, That we should to man and beast Times of needful rest allow: And lest froward nature might This great moral take away, To preserve that common right, Hallow'd was the seventh day: But this great precept we deprave, This great law we broken have, And for this we mercy crave. 6 We our parents honour not, As Thy precepts do command, Neither those who us begot, Nor the fathers of this land: Nay, our ghostly parents oft, Who in us would grace beget, For their love are jeer'd and seofiTd, And their words at nought are set: Of this fault we now have sense, Oh! forgive that great offence, Lest Thy justice root us hence. 7 We of murders are not clear, Though no blood our hands have spilt; For in us those passions are Which have drawn on us that guilt: Hate and wrath in us are found, Cruel thoughts and sland'rous tongues, Which ofttimes our neighbours...show more

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  • Paperback | 100 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 5mm | 195g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236642708
  • 9781236642707