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Now let our faith grow strong, and rise

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs #289 (1839) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs Languages: English

Now let our faith grow strong and rise

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #d192 (1833) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns Languages: English

Now let our faith grow strong

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors, intended to be an Appendix to Dr. Watts' Psalms & Hymns. 2nd Baltimore ed. #aCCCCLXXX (1804) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors, intended to be an Appendix to Dr. Watts' Psalms & Hymns. 2nd Baltimore ed.

Now let our faith grow strong and rise

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors. #480 (1826) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors. Languages: English

Now let our faith grow strong and rise

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns, from the Best Authors, Designed as a Supplement to Dr. Watts' Psalms and Hymns #d427 (1816) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns, from the Best Authors, Designed as a Supplement to Dr. Watts' Psalms and Hymns Languages: English

Now let our faith grow strong and rise

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns, from Various Authors #d267 (1831) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns, from Various Authors Languages: English

Love on a cross and a throne

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CDLXXX (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns First Line: Now let our faith grow strong, and rise Lyrics: 1 Now let our faith grow strong, and rise, And view our Lord in all his love; Look back to hear his dying cries, Then mount and see his throne above. 2 See where he languish'd on the cross; Beneath our sins he groan'd and dy'd; See where he sits to plead our cause By his Almighty Father's side. 3 If we behold his bleeding heart, There love in floods of sorrow reigns; He triumphs o'er the killing smart, And seals our pleasure with his pains. 4 Or if we climb th' eternal hills Where the dear Conqueror sits enthron'd; Still in his heart compassion dwells, Near the memorials of his wound. 5 How shall vile pardon'd rebels show How much they love their dying God Lord, here we'd banish every foe, We hat the sins that cost thy blood. 6 Commerce, no more, we hold with hell, Our dearest lusts shall all depart; But let thine image ever dwell Stampt as a seal on every heart. Topics: The Lord's Supper; Love of Christ On a cross and throne Languages: English