Spiritual Melody Containing near Three Hundred Sacred Hymns. By Benjamin Keach |
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HYMN 195. A Hymn of Praise.
O let us sing with chearful hearts
Sweet Hymns of Soul-delight!
With one accord before the Lord,
That's pleasing in his sight.
Sweet Hymns of Soul-delight!
With one accord before the Lord,
That's pleasing in his sight.
What People have more cause to praise
The living God on high,
Than have all those whom thou hast chose,
And for whom Christ did die!
The living God on high,
Than have all those whom thou hast chose,
And for whom Christ did die!
With full assurance let's draw near,
That we accepted be;
And then our peace will much encrease,
Which, Lord, we have in thee.
That we accepted be;
And then our peace will much encrease,
Which, Lord, we have in thee.
O what a kind of Love is this
The Father grants to us,
To be the Sons of God above,
And him to call us thus!
The Father grants to us,
To be the Sons of God above,
And him to call us thus!
We know not now what we shall see,
Yet this thou dost declare,
That like to thee we all shall be,
When thou dost next appear.
Yet this thou dost declare,
That like to thee we all shall be,
When thou dost next appear.
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True Faith let's have on Christ to rest,
And Hope, which cannot fail;
That does take hold, Lord Christ, of thee
Who art within the vail.
And Hope, which cannot fail;
That does take hold, Lord Christ, of thee
Who art within the vail.
And then, O Lord, if Storms arise,
And Seas afresh should roar,
We shall in thee secured be
Now and for evermore.
And Seas afresh should roar,
We shall in thee secured be
Now and for evermore.
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