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Divine Songs for Children

Author: Isaac Watts, D. D.
Publisher: Baptist General Tract Society, Philadelphia, 1827
Language: English
Notes: No. 41 of the series of tracts issued by the Baptist General Tract Society
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IHow glorious is our heavenly KingTextPage Scan
III sing th' almighty power of GodTextPage Scan
IIIBlest be the goodness and the powerTextPage Scan
IVWhene'er I take my walks abroadTextPage Scan
VGreat God, to thee my voice I raiseTextPage Scan
VILord, I ascribe it to thy graceTextPage Scan
VIIGreat God, with wonder and with praiseTextPage Scan
VIIIThe praises of my tongueTextPage Scan
IXAlmighty God, thy piercing eyeTextPage Scan
XThere is a God, who reigns aboveTextPage Scan
XIThere is beyond the skyTextPage Scan
XIIHappy the child whose early yearsTextPage Scan
XIIIWhy should I say, 'Tis yet too soonTextPage Scan
XIVWhat bless'd examples do I findTextPage Scan
XVO 'tis a lovely thing for youthTextPage Scan
XVILet dogs delight to bark and biteTextPage Scan
XVIIWhatever brawls disturb the streetTextPage Scan
XVIIIOur tongues were made to bless the LordTextPage Scan
XIXAngels, that high in glory dwellTextPage Scan
XXHow doth the little busy beeTextPage Scan
XXIWhy should I join with those in playTextPage Scan
XXIIWhy should our garments, made to hideTextPage Scan
XXIIILet children, who would fear the LordTextPage Scan
XXIVMy God, who mak'st the sun to knowTextPage Scan
XXVAnd now another day is goneTextPage Scan
XXVIThis is the day when Christ aroseTextPage Scan
XXVIILord, how delightful 'tis to seeTextPage Scan
XXVIIIThese emmets, how little they are in our eyes!TextPage Scan
XXIXThough I'm now in younger daysTextPage Scan
XXXHush, my dear, lie still and slumberTextPage Scan
XXXIHow fine has the day been! How bright was the sun!TextPage Scan
XXXIIWhy should I love my sport so wellTextPage Scan
XXXIIIThe winter past, reviving flowersTextPage Scan
XXXIVHigh in yonder realms of lightTextPage Scan
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]
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