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Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Universalist Hymn Book #d628 (1843)

Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Ebenezer Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, with an appendix Consisting of Miscellaneous Pieces. 6th ed. #d667 (1877)
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Hymn 85

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.85 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Why does your face, ye humble souls Lyrics: Why does your face, ye humble souls, Those mournful colors wear? What doubts are these that waste your faith, And nourish your despair? What though your num'rous sins exceed The stars that fill the skies, And aiming at th' eternal throne, Like pointed mountains rise: What though your mighty guilt beyond The wide creation swell, And has its cursed foundations laid Low as the deeps of hell: See here an endless ocean flows Of never-failing grace; Behold a dying Savior's veins The sacred flood increase. It rises high, and drowns the hills, Has neither shore nor bound: Now, if we search to find our sins, Our sins can ne'er be found. Awake, our hearts, adore the grace That buries all our faults; And pard'ning blood, that swells above Our follies and our thoughts. Languages: English
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Sufficiency of pardon

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.LXXXV (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Why does your face, ye humble souls Lyrics: 1 Why does your face, ye humble souls, Those mournful colours wear? What doubts are these that waste your faith, And nourish your despair? 2 What tho' your num'rous sins exceed The stars that fill the skies, And aiming at th' eternal throne, Like pointed mountains rise. 3 What tho' your mighty guilt beyond The wide creation swell, And has its curs'd foundations laid Low as the deeps of hell: 4 See here an endless ocean flows Of never-failing grace; Behold a dying Saviour’s veins The sacred flood increase: 5 It rises high, and drowns the hills, Has neither shore nor bound: Now if we search to find our sins, Our sins can ne’er be found. 6 Awake, our hearts, adore the grace That buries all our faults, And pard'ning blood that swells above Our follies, and our thoughts. Languages: English
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Sufficiency of Pardon

Author: Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #212 (1844) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Why does your face, ye humble souls Lyrics: 1 Why does your face, ye humble souls, Those mournful colours wear? What doubts are these that try your faith, And nourish your despair? 2 [What though your numerous sins exceed The stars that fill the skies, And, aiming at the eternal throne, Like pointed mountains rise?] 3 [What though your mighty guilt beyond The wide creation swell, And has its cursed foundations laid Low as the deeps of hell?] 4 See, here an endless ocean flows Of never-failing grace; Behold, a dying Saviour’s veins The sacred flood increase! 5 It rises high, and drowns the hills; Has neither shore nor bound; Now if we search to find our sins, Our sins can ne’er be found. 6 Awake, our hearts, adore the grace That buries all our faults; And pardoning blood that swells above Our follies and our thoughts. Topics: Salvation and Free Grace Languages: English
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Grace abounding over Sin

Author: Watts Hymnal: The Gospel Psalmist #259 (1861) First Line: Why does your face, ye humble souls Topics: Christ's Work and Dominion Tune Title: TOLLAND

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