The Psalms and Hymns: With the Doctrinal Standards and Liturgy of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church in North America

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Board of Publication of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church, 1860 - Bible - 960 pages

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OCLC Number: 4744039
Related Subjects:(4)
Reformed Church in America -- Doctrinal and controversial works.
Reformed Church in America -- Hymns.
Bible. -- O.T. -- Psalms.
Hymns, English.
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Page 381 - COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! With all thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look ! how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys ! Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies.
Page 168 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again.
Page 660 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 379 - LOVE divine, all love excelling! Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! Fix in us Thy humble dwelling: All Thy faithful mercies crown.
Page 510 - GUIDE me, O Thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land, I am weak, but Thou art mighty, Hold me with Thy powerful hand: Bread of Heaven, Feed me till I want no more.
Page 357 - CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day, Sons of men and angels say ; Raise your joys and triumphs high ; Sing, ye heavens, — and earth, reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done ; Fought the fight, the battle won : Lo!
Page 158 - SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night.
Page 250 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Page 606 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
Page 551 - BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.

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