Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, Adapted to Christian Devotion, in Public and Private. 2nd ed.

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aH.CVHosanna to the Prince of lifePage Scan
aH.CVIHow are thy servants blest, O Lord [God]Page Scan
aH.CVIIHow beauteous are their [his] feetPage Scan
aH.CVIIIHow gracious and how wisePage Scan
aH.CIXHow great thy works, almighty GodPage Scan
aH.CXHow honorable is the placePage Scan
aH.CXIHow large the promise, how divinePage Scan
aH.CXIIHow long shall death, the tyrant, reignPage Scan
aH.CXIIIHow oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heartPage Scan
aH.CXIVHow rich are thy provisions, LordPage Scan
aH.CXVHow rich thy bounty, King of kingsPage Scan
aH.CXVIHow short and hasty is our lifePage Scan
aH.CXVIIHow should the sons of Adam's racePage Scan
aH.CXVIIIHow sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the placePage Scan
aH.CXIXHow sweetly along the gay meadPage Scan
aH.CXXIf high or low our staion bePage Scan
aH.CXXII hear the voice of woe, I hear a brother's sighPage Scan
aH.CXXIII'm not ashamed to own my [the] LordPage Scan
aH.CXXIIIImposture shrinks from lightPage Scan
aH.CXXIVIndulgent Father, how divinePage Scan
aH.CXXVIndulgent God, whose bounteous care O'er all thy works is shownPage Scan
aH.CXXVIInfinite grief, amazing woePage Scan
aH.CXXVIIIn such a grave as thisPage Scan
aH.CXXVIIIIn vain the erring world inquiresPage Scan
aH.CXXIXIn vain we lavish out our lives To gather empty windPage Scan
aH.CXXXIn vain would boasting reason findPage Scan
aH.CXXXIIn various forms to saints of oldPage Scan
aH.CXXXIII sing my Savior's wondrous deathPage Scan
aH.CXXXIIIJesus, I love thy glorious [precious] [sacred] [saving] namePage Scan
aH.CXXXIVJesus is gone above the skies [sky]Page Scan
aH.CXXXVJesus, my Lord, how rich thy gracePage Scan
aH.CXXXVIJesus, the eternal, glorious Son of GodPage Scan
aH.CXXXVIIJesus, thou everlasting kingPage Scan
aH.CXXXVIIIJesus, thou spring of joys divinePage Scan
aH.CXXXIXJesus, we sing thy matchless gracePage Scan
aH.CXLJoin all the glorious namesPage Scan
aH.CXLIKeep silence, all created thingsPage Scan
aH.CXLIILaden with guilt, and full of fearsPage Scan
aH.CXLIIILet coward guilt, with pallid fearPage Scan
aH.CXLIVLet every mortal ear attendPage Scan
aH.CXLVLet men of high conceit and zealPage Scan
aH.CXLVILet mortal tongues attempt to singPage Scan
aH.CXLVIILet others boast how strong they be [are]Page Scan
aH.CXLVIIILet party names no morePage Scan
aH.CXLIXLet Pharisees of high esteemPage Scan
aH.CLLet those who bear the Christian namePage Scan
aH.CLILet us adore the eternal wordPage Scan
aH.CLIILife is a span, a fleeting hourPage Scan
aH.CLIIILife is the time to serve the LordPage Scan
aH.CLIVLord, how secure my conscience was [lay]Page Scan
aH.CLVLord, in thy service I would spendPage Scan
aH.CLVILord of the earth, and sea, and skiesPage Scan
aH.CLVIILord of the [this] Sabbath, hear our vowsPage Scan
aH.CLVIIILord, thou art good, all nature showsPage Scan
aH.CLIXLord, what our ears have heardPage Scan
aH.CLXLord, when my [our] raptured thought surveysPage Scan
aH.CLXILord, when my thoughts delighted rovePage Scan
aH.CLXIILoud let the tuneful trumpet soundPage Scan
aH.CLXIIILoud to the Prince of HeavenPage Scan
aH.CLXIVLow at thy gracious feet I bendPage Scan
aH.CLXVLo what a glorious sight appearsPage Scan
aH.CLXVIMistaken souls, that [who] dream of heavenPage Scan
aH.CLXVIIMy dear Redeemer, and my LordPage Scan
aH.CLXVIIIMy God, permit me [us] not to be a strangerPage Scan
aH.CLXIXMy God the covenant of thy love abides forever surePage Scan
aH.CLXXMy God, what silken [gentle] cords are thinePage Scan
aH.CLXXIMy God, whene'er my longing heartPage Scan
aH.CLXXIIMy Maker and my KingPage Scan
aH.CLXXIIIMy Savior, when my thoughts recallPage Scan
aH.CLXXIVMy sorrows, like a floodPage Scan
aH.CLXXVMy soul, a hymn of evening praisePage Scan
aH.CLXXVIMy Sovereign, to Thy thronePage Scan
aH.CLXXVIIMysterious rite, by heaven ordainedPage Scan
aH.CLXXVIIINaked as from the earth we camePage Scan
aH.CLXXIXNo, I shall envy them no morePage Scan
aH.CLXXXNor eye hath seen nor ear hath heardPage Scan
aH.CLXXXINot all the nobles of the earth who boast the honors of their birthPage Scan
aH.CLXXXIINot to condemn the sons of men did Christ the sonPage Scan
aH.CLXXXIIINot to the terrors of the Lord the tempest fire and smokePage Scan
aH.CLXXXIVNow let our mourning [drooping] hearts revivePage Scan
aH.CLXXXVNow let our humble faith beholdPage Scan
aH.CLXXXVINow shall my inward joys arise, and burstPage Scan
aH.CLXXXVIINow to the Lord a noble [joyful] songPage Scan
aH.CLXXXVIIINow to the Lord, that [who] makes [made] us knowPage Scan
aH.CLXXXIXNow to the power of God SupremePage Scan
aH.CXCNow to thy heavenly father's praisePage Scan
aH.CXCINow winter throws his icy chainsPage Scan
aH.CXCIIO charity, thou [the] heavenly gracePage Scan
aH.CXCIIIO could I soar to worlds abovePage Scan
aH.CXCIVO'er mountain tops the mount of GodPage Scan
aH.CXCVO God, my Father, I adorePage Scan
aH.CXCVIO God, our Father, and our kingPage Scan
aH.CXCVIIO God, we praise thee and confessPage Scan
aH.CXCVIIIO happy Church, celestial bridePage Scan
aH.CXCIXO happy is the man [child] who [that] hears instruction's [religion's] [Messiah's] warning voicePage Scan
aH.CCO Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfillPage Scan
aH.CCIOn thee, each morning, O my God, My waking thoughts attendPage Scan
aH.CCIIO resignation, heavenly powerPage Scan
aH.CCIIIO that I knew the secret placePage Scan
aH.CCIVO thou, before whose gracious thronePage Scan

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