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Joseph Morris

Short Name: Joseph Morris
Full Name: Morris, Joseph
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Texts by Joseph Morris (61)sort descendingAsInstances
A day for solemn trialJoseph Morris (Translator)2
A pilgrim I to Canaan fleeJoseph Morris (Translator)2
A weary pilgrim satJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Advance, advance, ye hosts of GodJoseph Morris (Translator)2
All tribes and tongues together comeJoseph Morris (Translator)2
And must the cross attend my wayJoseph Morris (Paraphraser)2
Angelic throngs unnumberedJoseph Morris (Translator)2
But begun will be the singingJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Cry, faithful messengers of GodJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Direct unto my GodJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Down to that gloomy streamJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Emmanuel's nameJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Far, far on the oceanJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Fix a dwelling, Lord, in GoshenJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Fly, Earth's gaudy, fading triflesJoseph Morris (Translator)2
From Edom whom see I returnedJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Hark, hark! methinks I hear a voiceJoseph Morris (Translator)2
He who darts the winged lightningJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Heedless Soul of mine, bethink theeJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Here, behold the seat of mercyJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Here I am a passing strangerJoseph Morris (Translator)2
How shall I my case discoverJoseph Morris (Translator)2
I am through the lone night waitingJoseph Morris (Translator)2
I had sought throughout creationJoseph Morris (Translator)2
I look beyond the distant hillsJoseph Morris (Translator)2
I see a myriad savedJoseph Morris (Translator)2
I turn when afflicted with griefJoseph Morris (Translator)2
I would sing Thy love, my SaviourJospeh Morris (Translator)2
If I, the sin-benightedJoseph Morris (Translator)2
If there be holy contestJoseph Morris (Translator)2
I'll spend my few remaining daysJoseph Morris (Translator)2
In Eden—Memory e'er will tellJoseph Morris (Translator)2
In the morning I expectedJoseph Morris (Translator)2
In thine abodeJoseph Morris (Translator)2
It shall not long remainJoseph Morris (Paraphraser)2
Jesus Christ is my CreatorJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Jesus, my Saviour and my God, Who gavest us thy precious bloodJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Let brethren cease of party names to speakJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Lo! He comes on clouds of gloryJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Lord, hear my cry and see my caseJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Many dear ones are departedJoseph Morris (Translator)2
My cup doth often while belowJoseph Morris (Translator)2
My gentle Lamb, O come to meJoseph Morris (Author)2
My Lord with his afflictionJoseph Morris (Translator)2
O seek a rock to build onJoseph Morris (Translator)2
O that now mine eyes were fountainsJoseph Morris (Paraphraser)2
O the weakness, O the follyJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Rescue Zion for thy praiseJoseph Morris (Paraphraser)2
Rough our way and dark the nightJoseph Morris (Author)2
Strange that I am not cut downJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Sweet, sweet, It is with thine, my God, to meetJoseph Morris (Author)2
Teach me Aaron's thoughtful silenceJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Thorns had the Saviour of mankindJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Though unseen, O Lord, I love TheeJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Thy bright, swift pinions, Dawn, had IJoseph Morris (Translator)2
To all the tribes of earthJoseph Morris (Translator)2
To thy regions, World-eternalJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Toward heaven, my Father's home, I steerJoseph Morris (Translator)2
Unhappy soul, what sayest thouJoseph Morris (Translator)2
What though the dark cloud for a season doth hoverJoseph Morris (Author)2
Who amid the swelling billowsJoseph Morris (Translator)2
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