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TABLE OF FIRST LINES.
I.o! tha destroying angel flies
1 Lo! what a glorious sight appears .
3 Long have I sat beneath the sound .
j Look up, ye saints, direct your eyes
! Lord, at thy table I behold
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing .
Lord, dost thou show a corner-stone
Lord, hast thou made me know thy ways ?
Lord, how my num’rous foes increase ?
Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove
Lord, I am vile, conceiv’d in sin
Lord, I cannot let thee go*1
Lord, if thou thy grace impart ,
Lord, in the morning thou shall hear
Lord, let my spirit dwell .
Lord of hosts, how lovely fair .
Lord of my life, 0 may thy prais
Lord, thou art holy, just and wis
Lord, thou hast search’d and seen me thro’
Lord, ’tis a pleasant thing to stand
Lord, we adore thy sov’reign grace
Lord, we are blind, we mortals blin
Lord, we confess our num’rous faults
Lord, we esteem the favour great
Lord! what a wretched land is this
Lord, what is man? extremes how wide
Lord, when I read the traitor’s doom
Lord, while around thy board we meet
M
Martha her love and joy express’d ,
May the grace of Christ our Saviour
May the pow’r that brings salvation
Methinks the last great day is come
.Mighty God, while angels bless thee
I.o! tha destroying angel flies
1 Lo! what a glorious sight appears .
3 Long have I sat beneath the sound .
j Look up, ye saints, direct your eyes
! Lord, at thy table I behold
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing .
Lord, dost thou show a corner-stone
Lord, hast thou made me know thy ways ?
Lord, how my num’rous foes increase ?
Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove
Lord, I am vile, conceiv’d in sin
Lord, I cannot let thee go*1
Lord, if thou thy grace impart ,
Lord, in the morning thou shall hear
Lord, let my spirit dwell .
Lord of hosts, how lovely fair .
Lord of my life, 0 may thy prais
Lord, thou art holy, just and wis
Lord, thou hast search’d and seen me thro’
Lord, ’tis a pleasant thing to stand
Lord, we adore thy sov’reign grace
Lord, we are blind, we mortals blin
Lord, we confess our num’rous faults
Lord, we esteem the favour great
Lord! what a wretched land is this
Lord, what is man? extremes how wide
Lord, when I read the traitor’s doom
Lord, while around thy board we meet
M
Martha her love and joy express’d ,
May the grace of Christ our Saviour
May the pow’r that brings salvation
Methinks the last great day is come
.Mighty God, while angels bless thee
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Antiquarian books of Scotland > Religion & morality > Collection of hymns, from the best authors > (490) |
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Permanent URL | https://digital.nls.uk/137996051 |
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Description | Thousands of printed books from the Antiquarian Books of Scotland collection which dates from 1641 to the 1980s. The collection consists of 14,800 books which were published in Scotland or have a Scottish connection, e.g. through the author, printer or owner. Subjects covered include sport, education, diseases, adventure, occupations, Jacobites, politics and religion. Among the 29 languages represented are English, Gaelic, Italian, French, Russian and Swedish. |
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