A Choice Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs: intended for the edification of sincere Christians of all denominations

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Publisher: Timothy Green, New London, Conn., 1774
Editor: Samson Occom
Language: English
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ITerrible God, that Reigns on highText
IIAlas! For I have seen the LORDText
IIIAh Lord! ah Lord! what have I done!Text
IVHail! happy Pilgrims, whence came ye?Text
VSing to the LORD, ye heav'nly Hosts Text
VIMy Thoughts on awful Subjects rollText
VIIWith holy Fear, and humble SongText
VIIIO the immense! th' amazing Height!Text
IXSo foolish, so absurd am IText
XLord I confess my Sin is greatText
XIWeary of struggling with my PainText
XIIJesus, the Sinner's Friend, to theeText
XIIICome hither, all ye weary SoulsText
XIVHo! every one that thirsts draw nighText
XVSinners, obey the gospel WordText
XVICome Sinners, to the gospel FeastText
XVIIThe Prodigal's return'dText
XVIIINow see the Publican opprestText
XIXFrom all who dwell below the SkiesText
XXBehold the Wretch whose Lust and WineText
XXIAlas! and did my Saviour bleed! Text
XXIILaden'd with Guilt, Sinners ariseText
XXIIIO that my Load of Sin were goneText
XXIVMy Soul doth magnify the LordText
XXVAwake sad Heart, whom Sorrows drownText
XXVIWretched, helpless, and distrestText
XXVIIWhere shall my wond'ring Soul begin?Text
XXVIIII sojourn in a Vale of TearsText
XXIXMy God, my reconciled GodText
XXXDescend from Heaven immortal DoveText
XXXIMy God the Spring of all my JoysText
XXXIIWe are a Garden wall'd aroundText
XXXIIIWhen I can read my Title clearText
XXXIVThere is a Land of pure DelightText
XXXVOh! the Delights, the heavenly JoysText
XXXVILord what a wretched Land is thisText
XXXVIIChildren of the heav'nly KingText
XXXVIIIChrist Jesus is the chiefest goodText
XXXIXTell us, O Women TravellersText
XLLo! we are journeying home to GodText
XLISaints, at your heav'nly Father's WordText
XLIIO for a thousand Tongues to singText
XLIIIMeet and right it is to singText
XLIVHail, holy, holy, holy Lord!Text
XLVFarewell vain World, I must be goneText
XLVIWhat poor despised CompanyText
XLVIIJoin all the glorious NamesText
XLVIIIAh me, I'm never well but whenText
XLIXNow his the ever-flowing YearText
LBehold that Splendor, hear the ShoutText
LIMost gracious God of boundless MightText
LIIThe Eternal speaks, all Heaven attendsText
LIIIO! sight of Anguish, view it nearText
LIVMy Life's a Shade, my Days apace declineText
LVHosanna to Jesus on high!Text
LVIShall I for fear of feeble ManText
LVIIRise, my soul, and stretch thy WingsText
LVIIII bless the LordText
LIXCome, my Father's familyText
LXThe King of Glory sends his SonText
LXIHark, the glad Sound! the Saviour comesText
LXIIHark! the Herald, Angels singText
LXIIIO Love divine, what hast thou done?Text
LXIVYe that seek the Lord, who diedText
LXVHail the Day, that sees him riseText
LXVIGod of my Salvation hearText
LXVIIBlow ye the Trumpet, blowText
LXVIIIWelcome, welcome, blessed ServantText
LXIXHe dies! the Friend of Sinners dies!Text
LXXCome ye sinners, poor and wretchedText
LXXICome, ye Sinners, come to JesusText
LXXIIBehold Jesus Christ in the cloudsText
LXXIIILo! he cometh! Countless TrumpetsText
LXXIVHe comes! he comes! the Saviour dearText
LXXVCome to Judgment, come awayText
LXXVIRejoice the Lord is KingText
LXXVIIThroughout the Saviour's Life we traceText
LXXVIIILo! th' Almighty King of GloryText
LXXIXChrist our Lord is ris'n To-day, halle, hallelujah,Text
LXXXHail thou happy Morn, so glorious!Text
LXXXICome to Jesus, come awayText
LXXXIIWho can have greater Cause to singText
LXXXIIILo! He comes with Clouds descendingText
LXXXIVHark! ye Mortals, hear the TrumpetText
LXXXVJesus, friend of Sinners hearText
LXXXVISon of God, if thy free GraceText
LXXXVIII am that I amText
LXXXVIIIWell met, dear Friends, in Jesus' NameText
LXXXIXLord, when together here we meetText
XCWhy was unbelieving IText
XCIVital Spark of heav'nly Flame!Text
XCIIThe Saviour meets his Flock To-DayText
XCIIITell us, O Women, we would knowText
XCIVBy Sin my God and all was lostText
XCVFarewell vain World, I must be goneText
XCVICompanions of thy little FlockText
XCVIIWhat heave'nly Man, or lovely GodText
XCVIIITo-day Immanuel feeds his SheepText
XCIXArise, my Soul, with Wonder seeText
C'Tis Heav'n on Earth, Christ's Love to tasteText

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