A selection of hymns from the best authors, intended to be an appendix to dr. Watts's Psalms and hymns, by J. Rippon

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John Rippon
1832

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Page K-4 - CHILDREN of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. 2 Ye are travelling home to God, In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ; You on Jesus' throne shall rest : There your seat is now prepared There your kingdom and reward.
Page 11 - Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4. Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I '11 bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word.
Page 10 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...
Page 6 - What various hindrances we meet In coming to a mercy-seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer But wishes to be often there. 2 Prayer makes the darken'd cloud withdraw; Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; Gives exercise to faith and love; Brings every blessing from above.
Page 7 - Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoration For Thy Gospel's joyful sound ; May the fruits of Thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound : May Thy presence With us evermore be found ! 3 So, whene'er the signal 's given Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey, May we ever Reign with Christ in endless day ! Amen.
Page 9 - Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall ; Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all, 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball.
Page 1 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Page 12 - FOR a closer walk with God ! A. calm and heavenly frame ! A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb...
Page 5 - No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose, No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon.

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