Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books: I. collected from the scriptures, II. composed on divine subjects, III. prepared for the Lord's Supper

Editor: I. Watts, D. D.
Publisher: Brynberg and Andrews (Printer), Wilmington, [Del.], 1793
Language: English
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II.LXVWhen I can read my title clearTextPage Scan
II.LXVIThere is a land of pure delightTextPage Scan
II.LXVIIGreat God, how infinite art thouTextPage Scan
II.LXVIIIFather, I long, I faint to seeTextPage Scan
II.LXIXBegin, my tongue, some heav'nly themeTextPage Scan
II.LXXGod of the seas, thy thund'ring voiceTextPage Scan
II.LXXIThe glories of my Maker, GodTextPage Scan
II.LXXIIBless'd morning, whose young dawning raysTextPage Scan
II.LXXIIIHence from my soul sad thoughts, be goneTextPage Scan
II.LXXIVIs this the kind returnTextPage Scan
II.LXXVFrom thee, my God, my joys shall riseTextPage Scan
II.LXXVIHosanna to the prince of LightTextPage Scan
II.LXXVIIStand up, my soul, shake off thy fearsTextPage Scan
II.LXXVIIIWhen the first parents of our raceTextPage Scan
II.LXXIXPlung'd in a gulph of dark despairTextPage Scan
II.LXXXOh! the almighty Lord!TextPage Scan
II.LXXXIAnd now the scales have left mine eyesTextPage Scan
II.LXXXIIArise, my soul, my joyful pow'rsTextPage Scan
II.LXXXIIIThus saith the ruler of the skiesTextPage Scan
II.LXXXIVCome, all harmonious tonguesTextPage Scan
II.LXXXVWhy does your face, ye humble soulsTextPage Scan
II.LXXXVIOur sins, alas! how strong they be!TextPage Scan
II.LXXXVIIHow wondrous great, how glorious brightTextPage Scan
II.LXXXVIIISalvation! O, the joyful soundTextPage Scan
II.LXXXIXHosanna to our conqu'ring King!TextPage Scan
II.XCHow sad our state by nature is!TextPage Scan
II.XCIOh, the delights, the heav'nly joysTextPage Scan
II.XCIIShout to the Lord, and let our joysTextPage Scan
II.XCIIIMy God, my life my loveTextPage Scan
II.XCIVMy God, my portion and my loveTextPage Scan
II.XCVInfinite grief! amazing woe!TextPage Scan
II.XCVIDown headlong from their native skiesTextPage Scan
II.XCVIIFrom heav'n the sinning angels fellTextPage Scan
II.XCVIIIMy heart, how dreadful hard it is!TextPage Scan
II.XCIXLet the whole race of creatures lieTextPage Scan
II.CHow full of anguish is the thoughtTextPage Scan
II.CIWhen in the light of faith divineTextPage Scan
II.CIINo, I'll repine at death no moreTextPage Scan
II.CIIICome, happy souls, approach your GodTextPage Scan
II.CIVRaise your triumphant songsTextPage Scan
II.CVAnd are we wretches yet aliveTextPage Scan
II.CVIOh, if my soul were form'd for woeTextPage Scan
II.CVIIThat awful day will surely comeTextPage Scan
II.CVIIICome, let us lift our joyful eyesTextPage Scan
II.CIXLord, we adore thy vast designsTextPage Scan
II.CXAnd must this body dieTextPage Scan
II.CXIZion rejoice and Judah singTextPage Scan
II.CXIIGreat God! to what a glorious heightTextPage Scan
II.CXIIIThe majesty of SolomonTextPage Scan
II.CXIVI sing my Saviour's wondrous deathTextPage Scan
II.CXVHigh as the heav'ns above the groundTextPage Scan
II.CXVIHow can I sink with such a propTextPage Scan
II.CXVIII cannot bear thine absence, LordTextPage Scan
II.CXVIIIBlood has a voice to pierce the skiesTextPage Scan
II.CXIXLaden with guilt, and full of fearsTextPage Scan
II.CXXThe Lord declares his willTextPage Scan
II.CXXIThe law commands and makes us knowTextPage Scan
II.CXXIIMy God, permit me not to beTextPage Scan
II.CXXIIIAway from every mortal careTextPage Scan
II.CXXIV'Tis not the law of ten commandsTextPage Scan
II.CXXVLife and immortal joys are giv'nTextPage Scan
II.CXXVIThe Lord descending from aboveTextPage Scan
II.CXXVIIThus did the sons of Abra'm passTextPage Scan
II.CXXVIIIBless'd with the joys of innocenceTextPage Scan
II.CXXIX'Tis by the faith of joys to comeTextPage Scan
II.CXXXAttend, while God's exalted SonTextPage Scan
II.CXXXILet everlasting glories crownTextPage Scan
II.CXXXIIWe bless the prophet of the LordTextPage Scan
II.CXXXIIIEternal Spirit! we confessTextPage Scan
II.CXXXIVThe promise was divinely freeTextPage Scan
II.CXXXVBehold the woman's promised seedTextPage Scan
II.CXXXVIThe King of glory sends his SonTextPage Scan
II.CXXXVIIBehold, the blind their sight receive!TextPage Scan
II.CXXXVIIIThis is the word of truth and loveTextPage Scan
II.CXXXIXMy dear Redeemer and my Lord!TextPage Scan
II.CXLGive me the wings of faith to riseTextPage Scan
II.CXLIMy Saviour God, my sovereign PrinceTextPage Scan
II.CXLIINot all the blood of beastsTextPage Scan
II.CXLIIIWhat diff'rent pow'rs of grace and sinTextPage Scan
II.CXLIVGreat was the day, the joy was greatTextPage Scan
II.CXLVI love the windows of thy graceTextPage Scan
II.CXLVIMan has a soul of vast desiresTextPage Scan
II.CXLVII"Now let a spacious world arise"TextPage Scan
II.CXLVIIIDearest of all the names aboveTextPage Scan
II.CXLIXEternal Sov'reign of the skyTextPage Scan
II.CLSin has a thousand treach'rous artsTextPage Scan
II.CLI'Twas by an order from the LordTextPage Scan
II.CLIINot to the terrors of the LordTextPage Scan
II.CLIIISin, like a venomous diseaseTextPage Scan
II.CLIVWhere are the mourners (saith the Lord)TextPage Scan
II.CLVLo, the destroying angel fliesTextPage Scan
II.CLVII hate the tempter and his charmsTextPage Scan
II.CLVIINow Satan comes with dreadful roarTextPage Scan
II.CLVIIIBroad is the road that leads to deathTextPage Scan
II.CLIXGreat King of glory and of grace!TextPage Scan
II.CLXLet the wild leopards of the woodTextPage Scan
II.CLXIStrait is the way, the door is straitTextPage Scan
II.CLXIIMy thoughts surmount these lower skiesTextPage Scan
II.CLXIIIDear Lord, behold our sore distressTextPage Scan
II.CLXIVWhy should this earth delight us soTextPage Scan

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