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No more, dear Savior, will I boast

Author: Samuel Stennett Hymnal: A Compilation of Genuine Church Music. 4th ed. #d200 (1847) Hymnal Title: A Compilation of Genuine Church Music. 4th ed. Languages: English

No more, dear Savior, will I boast

Author: Samuel Stennett Hymnal: A New Selection of Psalms and Hymns from the Most Approved Authors, Adapted to Public and Private Worship. 2nd ed. #d344 (1832) Hymnal Title: A New Selection of Psalms and Hymns from the Most Approved Authors, Adapted to Public and Private Worship. 2nd ed. Languages: English

No more, dear Savior, will I boast

Author: Samuel Stennett Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors, intended to be an Appendix to Dr. Watts' Psalms & Hymns. 2nd Baltimore ed. #aCCCCLXXXI (1804) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors, intended to be an Appendix to Dr. Watts' Psalms & Hymns. 2nd Baltimore ed.
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No more, dear Savior, will I boast

Author: Samuel Stennett Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors. #481 (1826) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors. Languages: English
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The triumphs of the cross

Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CDLXXXI (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns First Line: No more, dear Savior, will I boast Lyrics: 1 No more, dear Savior, will I boast Of beauty, wealth, or loud applause; The world has all its glories lost, Amid the triumphs of the cross. 2 In every feature of thy face Beauty her fairest charms displays; Truth, wisdom, majesty and grace Shine thence in sweetly mingled rays. 3 Thy wealth the power of thought transcends, ’Tis vast, immense, and all divine: Thy empire, Lord, o’er worlds extends; The sun, the moon, the stars are thine. 4 Yet (O how marvelous the sight!) I see thee on a cross expire; Thy Godhead veil'd in sable night; And angels from the scene retire. 5 But, why from these sad scenes retreat? Why with your wings your faces hide? He ne'er appear'd so good, so great, As when he bow'd his head and died. 6 The indignation of a God On him avenging justice hurl'd: Beneath the weight he firmly stood, And nobly sav'd a falling world. 7 These triumphs of stupendous grace Surprise, rejoice, and melt my heart; Lord, at thy cross I stand and gaze, Nor would I ever thence depart! Topics: The Lord's Supper; Triumphs of the Cross of Christ; Triumphs of the cross Languages: English
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No more, dear Saviour, will I boast

Author: Stennett Hymnal: Baptist Hymn Book #a257 (1847) Hymnal Title: Baptist Hymn Book Languages: English

No more, dear Savior, will I boast

Author: Samuel Stennett Hymnal: Harmonia Sacra, being a Compilation of Church Music. 10th ed #d222 (1860) Hymnal Title: Harmonia Sacra, being a Compilation of Church Music. 10th ed Languages: English

No more, dear Savior, will I boast

Author: Samuel Stennett Hymnal: Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation #d275 (1817) Hymnal Title: Hymns for the Use of the Society of United Christian Friends Professing the Faith of Universal Salvation Languages: English
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No more, dear Savior, will I boast

Author: Samuel Stennett Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #103 (1808) Hymnal Title: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs
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The Triumphs of the Dying Saviour

Author: S. Stennett Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #CLII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs First Line: No more, dear Savior, will I boast Lyrics: 1 No more, dear Saviour, will I boast Of beauty, wealth, or loud applause: The world has all its glories lost, Amid the triumphs of the cross. 2 In ev'ry feature of thy face Beauty her fairest charms displays; Truth, wisdom, majesty, and grace Shine thence in sweetly mingled rays. 3 Thy wealth, the pow’r of thought transcends, ’Tis vast, immense, and all divine: Thy empire, Lord, o’er all extends; The sun, the moon, the stars are thine. 4 Yet (O how marvelous the sight!) I see thee on a cross expire; Thy Godhead veil'd in sable night; And angels from the scene retire. 5 But, why from these sad scenes retreat? Why with your wings your faces hide? He ne'er appear'd so good, so great, As when he bow'd his head and died. 6 The indignation of a God On him avenging justice hurl'd: Beneath the weight he firmly stood, And nobly sav'd a falling world. 7 These triumphs of stupendous grace Surprise, rejoice, and melt my heart; Lord, at thy cross I stand and gaze, Nor would I ever thence depart! Topics: The Death of Jesus, who Died for All; Who tasted Death for Every Man Scripture: 1 Corinthians 3:21-23 Languages: English

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