341 | Social Psalmistpage 342 | 343 |
Text: | That once loved form now cold |
Author: | Anne Steele |
Text: | So fades the lovely, blooming flower [flowers] |
Author: | Anne Steele |
Text: | How still and peaceful is the grave |
Text: | My soul, come, meditate the day, And think |
Author: | Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |