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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I.CXVLord, how secure my conscience wasTextPage Scan
I.CXVIThus saith the first, the great commandTextPage Scan
I.CXVIIBehold the potter and the clayTextPage Scan
I.CXVIIIThe law by Moses cameTextPage Scan
I.CXIXChrist and his cross is all our themeTextPage Scan
I.CXXFaith is the brightest evidenceTextPage Scan
I.CXXIThus saith the mercy of the LordTextPage Scan
I.CXXIIDo we not know that solemn wordTextPage Scan
I.CXXIIIBehold the wretch whose lust and wineTextPage Scan
I.CXXIVDeep in the dust before thy throneTextPage Scan
I.CXXVWith joy we meditate the graceTextPage Scan
I.CXXVINot diff'rent food, nor diff'rent dressTextPage Scan
I.CXXVIICome hither, all ye weary soulsTextPage Scan
I.CXXVIIIGo preach my gospel (saith the Lord)TextPage Scan
I.CXXIXSaints at your heav'nly Father's wordTextPage Scan
I.CXXXNow by the bowels of my God!TextPage Scan
I.CXXXIBehold how sinners disagreeTextPage Scan
I.CXXXIISo let our lips and lives expressTextPage Scan
I.CXXXIIILet pharisees of high esteemTextPage Scan
I.CXXXIVHad I the tongues of Greeks and JewsTextPage Scan
I.CXXXVCome dearest Lord, descend and dwellTextPage Scan
I.CXXXVIGod is a Spirit, just and wiseTextPage Scan
I.CXXXVIINow to the pow'r of God SupremeTextPage Scan
I.CXXXVIIIFirm as the earth thy gospel standsTextPage Scan
I.CXXXIXHow oft have have sin and Satan stroveTextPage Scan
I.CXLMistaken souls that dream of heav'nTextPage Scan
I.CXLIWho hath believ'd thy wordTextPage Scan
I.CXLIILike sheep we went astrayTextPage Scan
I.CXLIIIAs new-born babes desire the breastTextPage Scan
I.CXLIVWhy should the children of a KingTextPage Scan
I.CXLVJesus, in thee our eyes beholdTextPage Scan
I.CXLVIGo, worship at Immanuel's feetTextPage Scan
I.CXLVII'Tis from the treasures of his wordTextPage Scan
I.CXLVIIIWith cheerful voice I singTextPage Scan
I.CXLIXJoin all the names of love and pow'rTextPage Scan
I.CLJoin all the glorious namesTextPage Scan
II.INature with all her pow'rs shall singTextPage Scan
II.IIMy thoughts on awful subjects rollTextPage Scan
II.IIIWhy do we mourn departing friends?TextPage Scan
II.IVHere at thy cross, my dying GodTextPage Scan
II.VLord, when my thoughts with wonder rollTextPage Scan
II.VIOnce more, my soul, the rising dayTextPage Scan
II.VIIDread Sov'reign, let my ev'ning songTextPage Scan
II.VIIIHosanna with a cheerful soundTextPage Scan
II.IXAlas! and did my Saviour bleed!TextPage Scan
II.XMy soul forsakes her vain delightTextPage Scan
II.XII send the joys of earth awayTextPage Scan
II.XIIThe true Messiah now appearsTextPage Scan
II.XIIISing to the Lord, that built the skiesTextPage Scan
II.XIVWelcome, sweet day of restTextPage Scan
II.XVFar from my thoughts, vain world, be goneTextPage Scan
II.XVILord, what a heav'n of saving graceTextPage Scan
II.XVIIRise, rise, my soul, and leave the groundTextPage Scan
II.XVIIIHigh on a hill of dazzling lightTextPage Scan
II.XIXLet others boast how strong they beTextPage Scan
II.XXWhy is my heart so far from theeTextPage Scan
II.XXILet the old heathens tune their songTextPage Scan
II.XXIITerrible God, that reign's ton highTextPage Scan
II.XXIIIDescend from heav'n immortal DoveTextPage Scan
II.XXIVWhen the great Builder arch'd the skiesTextPage Scan
II.XXVMy drowsy pow'rs, why sleep ye so?TextPage Scan
II.XXVILord, we are blind, we mortals, blindTextPage Scan
II.XXVIIGod! the eternal awful name!TextPage Scan
II.XXVIIIStoop down, my thoughts, that use to riseTextPage Scan
II.XXIXJesus, with all thy saints aboveTextPage Scan
II.XXXCome, we that love the LordTextPage Scan
II.XXXIWhy should we start, and fear to die?TextPage Scan
II.XXXIIHow short and hasty is our life!TextPage Scan
II.XXXIIIRaise thee, my soul, fly up, and runTextPage Scan
II.XXXIVCome, holy Spirit, heav'nly DoveTextPage Scan
II.XXXVLet them neglect thy glory, LordTextPage Scan
II.XXXVIWell, the Redeemer's goneTextPage Scan
II.XXXVIILift up your eyes to th' heav'nly seatsTextPage Scan
II.XXXVIIIHappy the heart where graces reignTextPage Scan
II.XXXIXOur days, alas! our mortal daysTextPage Scan
II.XLOur God! how firm his promise stands!TextPage Scan
II.XLIUp to the field s where angels lieTextPage Scan
II.XLIIMy God, what endless pleasures dwellTextPage Scan
II.XLIIINow for a tune of lofty praiseTextPage Scan
II.XLIVWith holy fear and humbler songTextPage Scan
II.XLVThy favours, Lord, surprise our souls!TextPage Scan
II.XLVIUp to the Lord, that reigns on highTextPage Scan
II.XLVIINow to the Lord a noble song!TextPage Scan
II.XLVIIIHow vain are all things here below!TextPage Scan
II.XLIXDeath cannot make our souls afraidTextPage Scan
II.LNow let the Lord my Saviour smileTextPage Scan
II.LIBright King of glory, dreadful God!TextPage Scan
II.LIIDeath! 'tis a melancholy dayTextPage Scan
II.LIIILord, what a wretched land is thisTextPage Scan
II.LIVMy God! the spring of all my joysTextPage Scan
II.LVThee we adore, eternal name!TextPage Scan
II.LVINo, I shall envy them no moreTextPage Scan
II.LVIILord, how secure and bless'd are theyTextPage Scan
II.LVIIITime! what an empty vapour 'tis!TextPage Scan
II.LIXGlory to God that walks the skyTextPage Scan
II.LXPraise, everlasting praise be paidTextPage Scan
II.LXIMy soul, come, meditate the dayTextPage Scan
II.LXIISing to the Lord, ye heav'nly hosts TextPage Scan
II.LXIIIHark! from the tombs a doleful soundTextPage Scan
II.LXIVHappy the church, thou sacred placeTextPage Scan

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