188 | The Lyricapage 189 | 190 |
Text: | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints |
Author: | Augustus M. Toplady, 1740-1778 |
Text: | So let our lips and lives express |
Author: | Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |
Text: | Grace, like an uncorrupted seed |
Author: | Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |