The Primitive Hymns, Spiritual Songs, and Sacred Poems; Regularly Selected, Classified and Set in Order and Adapted to Social Singing and All Occasion

The Primitive Hymns, Spiritual Songs, and Sacred Poems; Regularly Selected, Classified and Set in Order and Adapted to Social Singing and All Occasion

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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. 1841 edition. Excerpt: ...Where neither wings nor souls can fly, Nor angels climb the topless throne. 3 The Lord of glory builds his seat Of gems incomparably bright, And lays beneath his sacred feet, Substantial beams of gloomy night. 4 Yet, glorious Lord, thy gracious eyes Look through and cheer us from above Beyond our praise thy grandeur lies, Yet we adore, and yet we love. 324 C M. Redemption and protnclvmfrom spiritual enemies 1 A RISE, my soul, my joyful powers, IX. And triumph in my God; Awake, my voice., and loud proclaim His glorious grace abroad, t He raised me from the depths of sin, The gates of gaping hell, And fixed my standing more secure Than 'twas before I fell. 5 The arms of everlasting love Beneath my soul he placed, And on the Rock of Ages set My slippery footsteps fast. i The city of my blest abode, Is walled around with grace; Salvation for a bulwark stands To shield the sacred place. 5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite, And all his legions roar; Almighty mercy guards my life, And bounds his raging power. 6 Arise, my soul, awake, my voice And tunes of pleasure sing; Loud hallelujahs shall address My Saviour and my King. 3:25 C. M. God's dominion and decrees. 1 T7"EEP silence, all created things, Ja. And wait your Maker's nod; My soul stands trembling while she sings The honors of her God. 2 Life, death, and bell, and worlds unknown Hang on his firm decree; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave to be. 3 Chained to his throne a volume lies, With all the fates of men, With every angel's form and size, Drawn by the eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds the book, And makes his counsels shine; Koch opening leaf, and every stroke, Fulfils some deep design. 5 Here he exalts neglected worms To sceptres and a crown; And there the following...show more

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  • Paperback | 112 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 6mm | 213g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • Illustrations, black and white
  • 123656359X
  • 9781236563590