Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 1

Author: Theodosia
Publisher: J. Buckland at the Buck in Paternoster Row, and J. Ward at the King's Arms in Cornhill, London, 1760
Language: English
Notes: Numbering is by page number. The full-text transcription incorporates corrections given on the errata page.
#TextTuneText InfoTune InfoTextScorePage ScanAudio
1Almighty author of my frameText
2My God, whene'er my longing heartText
4Lord, when my raptur'd thought surveysText
7Come heav'nly love, inspire my songText
15Ye mourning sinners, here discloseText
17Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor,Text
18The weary trav'ler, lost in nightText
20Lord of my life, O may thy praiseText
22Great God, to thee my ev'ning songText
24Lord of the earth, and seas, and skiesText
25O happiness, thou pleasing dreamText
27Come weary souls with sin distressedText
28When fainting in the sultry wasteText
30In vain the erring world enquiresText
32My God, the visits of thy faceText
34Come Lord, and warm each languid heartText
37Great King of kings, eternal GodText
38Great Ruler of the earth and skiesText
40There is a God, all nature speaksText
42To your creator GodText
48My maker, and my kingText
50Almighty Father, gracious LordText
53Jesus, the spring of joys divineText
54Thou only sov'reign of my heartText
56Another day is pastText
58Father of mercies, in thy wordText
61Dear Lord, and shall thy Spirit restText
63Deep are the wounds which sin has madeText
64He lives, the great Redeemer livesText
65Eternal pow'r, almighty GodText
67And will the Lord thus condescendText
68In vain the world's alluring smileText
70Faith leads to joys beyond the skyText
72Permit me, Lord, to seek thy faceText
74While to the grave our friends are borneText
75The pains that wait our fleeting breathText
76Come, thou desire of all thy saintsText
78Great source of boundless pow'r and graceText
79Alas, what hourly dangers rise!Text
80The Lord forgets his wonted graceText
82Eternal source of joys divineText
83Why sinks my weak desponding mind?Text
85Awake, awake the sacred songText
86Should famine o'er the mourning fieldText
88How oft, alas, this wretched heartText
89Ye humble souls, approach your GodText
90There is a glorious world on highText
92Lord, we adore thy boundless graceText
94To Jesus, our victorious LordText
96How long shall earth's alluring toysText
97Happy the soul, whose wishes climbText
99Life is a journey, heav'n my homeText
100When fancy spreads her boldest wingsText
102In vain my roving thoughts would findText
103Ye gay deceivers of the mindText
104Sad pris'ners in a house of clayText
106When blooming youth is snatch'd awayText
107Death! 'tis a name with terror fraughtText
109The wondring nations have beheldText
110O thou, whose tender mercy hearsText
112Why should my spirit cleave to earthText
114My God, my Father, blissful Name!Text
116My God, my hope, if thou art mineText
117Thee, dearest Lord, my soul adoresText
119Ah! wretched, vile, ungrateful heartText
120Sure I must love the Saviour's nameText
122And is the gospel, peace and love?Text
124Hence, vain, intruding world departText
126God is my sun, his blissful raysText
127Oft have I said, with inward sighsText
130Enslav'd by sin, and bound in chainsText
131Lord, how mysterious are thy ways!Text
133My God, 'tis to Thy mercy seatText
134When I survey life's varied sceneText
136Hear, gracious God, my humble moanText
138When sins and fears prevailing riseText
139Vain world, be gone, nor vex my heartText
141When fill'd with grief, my anxious heartText
143My God, to thee I callText
144Dear refuge of my weary soulText
146O'erwhelm'd with restless griefs and fearsText
148Peace, my complaining, doubting heartText
150When sin and sorrow, fear and painText
151Awake, my soul, nor slumb'ring lieText
153When death appears before my sightText
155Should nature's charms, to please the eyeText
157Far from these narrow scenes of nightText
159While my Redeemer's nearText
161Ah wretched souls, who strive in vainText
162The Saviour calls—let ev'ry earText
163Dear center of my best desiresText
164Thou lovely source of true delightText
165O for a sweet inspiring rayText
166O could we read our int'rest hereText
169Jesus—in thy transporting nameText
171To our Redeemer's glorious nameText
172Ye earthly vanities departText
173Now let us raise our chearful strainsText
175And did the holy and the justText
176To Jesus. our exalted LordText

[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]
Suggestions or corrections? Contact us



Advertisements