125 | Plymouth Collectionpage 126 | 127 |
Text: | The day approacheth, Oh my soul |
Author: | Doddridge |
Text: | My thoughts on awful subjects roll |
Author: | Watts |
Text: | Sin, like a venomous disease |
Author: | Watts |
Text: | Stoop down my thoughts, that use to rise |
Author: | Watts |
Text: | Thee we adore, eternal Name! |
Author: | Watts |