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Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls

Publication Date: 1835Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, intended for the use of the citizens of Zion, whose privilege it is to sing the high praises of God, while passing through the wilderness, to their glorious inheritance above. #306Hymnal Title: A Collection of Hymns, intended for the use of the citizens of Zion, whose privilege it is to sing the high praises of God, while passing through the wilderness, to their glorious inheritance above.First Line: Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls
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Why does your face, ye humble souls

Publication Date: 1842Author: WattsHymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the use of Universalist Societies and Families (13th ed.) #328Hymnal Title: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the use of Universalist Societies and Families (13th ed.)First Line: Why does your face, ye humble souls
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Why does your face, ye humble souls

Publication Date: 1845Author: WattsHymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies and Families 16ed. #328Meter: 8.6.8.6Hymnal Title: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of Universalist Societies and Families 16ed. First Line: Why does your face, ye humble souls
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Why does your face, ye humble souls

Publication Date: 1817Hymnal: Christian Psalmody, in Four Parts; containing Dr. Watt's Psalms Abridged; Dr. Watt's Hymns Abridged; Select Hymns from Other Authors; and Select Harmony #WH.II.85Hymnal Title: Christian Psalmody, in Four Parts; containing Dr. Watt's Psalms Abridged; Dr. Watt's Hymns Abridged; Select Hymns from Other Authors; and Select HarmonyFirst Line: Why does your face, ye humble souls

Why does your face, ye humble souls

Publication Date: 1838Hymnal: Evangelical Hymns #107Hymnal Title: Evangelical HymnsFirst Line: Why does your face, ye humble souls
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Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls

Publication Date: 1793Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.LXXXVHymnal Title: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three BooksFirst Line: Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls
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Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls

Publication Date: 1797Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748Hymnal: Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends #XVIHymnal Title: Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian FriendsFirst Line: Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls

Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls

Publication Date: 1825Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748Hymnal: Hymns, Psalms, and Spiritual Songs, including Some Never Before in Print #d353Hymnal Title: Hymns, Psalms, and Spiritual Songs, including Some Never Before in PrintFirst Line: Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls
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Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls

Publication Date: 1830Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Public Worship, and Approved by the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the United States of America #H143Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns Adapted to Public Worship, and Approved by the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the United States of AmericaFirst Line: Why does your face, ye humble [troubled] souls

Hymn 85

Publication Date: 1806Author: Isaac WattsHymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.85Meter: 8.6.8.6Hymnal Title: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, TheFirst Line: Why does your face, ye humble soulsLyrics: 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.

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