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Divine Songs of the Muggletonians: In Grateful Praise to the Only True God ...
Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2013
adore angels appear arise ascend became behold believe blessed blest blood body bound BOYER GLOVER breath bright Christ commission creature crown cursed darkness dead dear death decree devils died divine doth drink dwell earth elect eternal face faith Father fear flesh flow fountain friends gave give glorious glory God's Godhead grave happy hath heart heaven heavenly hell holy HUNDRED immortal infinite Jesus John join joys justice king kingdom known liberty light live Lord lost mighty mind mortal mystery nature ne'er never once peace pleasure praise prophets pure raise reason record redeem Reeve and Muggleton rejoice rest saints salvation seed shine sing SONG soul spirit sure sweet tell thee things third thou throne tree true truth TUNE unto voice wonder
Seite v - O SING unto the Lord a new song: for he hath done marvellous things: his right hand, and his holy arm, hath gotten him the victory.
Seite 8 - Great Holiday, on the anniversary of the delivery of the Word to Reeve, and the Little Holiday, on the day of Muggleton's final release from prison. I do believe in God alone, Likewise in Reeve and Muggleton. So they have sung for more than two hundred years. This is the Muggletonians' faith, This is the God which we believe; None salvation-knowledge hath, But those of Muggleton and Reeve. Christ is the Muggletonians' king, With whom eternally they'll sing.
Seite 159 - Your fetters, &c. 2. You who by long prayers do prey on the poor, The bread and the substance of widows devour; Of external righteousness make a fair show, While nothing but praise and gain's in your view ; Ye vipers, ye serpents, ye seed of the devil, How can you escape the last great day of evil. Ye vipers, &c. 3. I bid you adieu, while I trust on my God, My glorious redeemer, and sov' reign Lord ; Behold the great work which he wrought on the tree, ' It is finish'd,' he cried, ' it is finish'd...