Dupuy's Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Rev. corr. and enl.)

Editor: Starke Dupuy, Rev. J. M. Peck
Publisher: John P. Morton & Co., Louisville, 1843
Language: English
Notes: Spiritual Songs are numbered separately (S). Hymns in the appendix have Roman numerals.
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S160All ye that pass byPage Scan
S161See the fountain open'd widePage Scan
S162Shepherds, rejoice! lift up your eyesPage Scan
S163Sinner, art thou still secure?Page Scan
S164Sinner, hear the Saviour's callPage Scan
S165Sinners, lift up your heartsPage Scan
S166Sovereign Grace has power alonePage Scan
S167Still, out of the deepest abyssPage Scan
S168Stop, poor sinner, stop and thinkPage Scan
S169Strange and mysterious is my lifePage Scan
S170Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my songPage Scan
S171Sweet the moments, rich in blessingPage Scan
S172That glorious day is drawing nighPage Scan
S173aYes, my native land, I love theePage Scan
S173bLord, charge the waves to bear our friendsPage Scan
S174The Gospel's joyful soundPage Scan
S175'Tis finish'd, 'tis done! the spirit is fledPage Scan
S176The great tremendous day's approachingPage Scan
S177The Lord into his garden comesPage Scan
S178'Tis life to know the dying LambPage Scan
S179Tis my happiness belowPage Scan
S180Vain, delusive world, adieuPage Scan
S181Our souls by love together knitPage Scan
S182Wand'ring pilgrims, mourning ChristiansPage Scan
S183What poor despised companyPage Scan
S184Give to the winds thy fearsPage Scan
S185When I gaze on the rainbow that spans the wide heavenPage Scan
II'm bound to the house of my FatherPage Scan
IIFirmly stand, my native land!Page Scan
IIISoon as the light of morning brokePage Scan
IVAnother six days' work is donePage Scan
VFrequent the day of God returnsPage Scan
VILord, how delightful 'tis to seePage Scan
VIIHow charming is the placePage Scan
VIIIGreat King of glory, comePage Scan
IXFather, adored in worlds abovePage Scan
XThere is one bright enchanting spotPage Scan
XIWhen blind with sin, my Father's willPage Scan
XIIThey're ended, the prayers thou has offered in sorrowPage Scan
XIIIWhile with ceaseless course the sunPage Scan
XIVAnd now, my soul, another yearPage Scan
XVAuspicious morning hail!Page Scan
XVIHark! the rising anthem stealingPage Scan
XVIITo thee, who reign'st supreme abovePage Scan
XVIIIHow rich thy gifts, almighty King!Page Scan
XIXCome, thou long expected JesusPage Scan
XXPleasing Spring again is herePage Scan
XXIWhen verdure clothes the fertile valePage Scan
XXIITo praise the ever-bounteous LordPage Scan
XXIIISee the leaves around us fallingPage Scan
XXIVWith songs and honours sounding loudPage Scan
XXVLord of the worlds belowPage Scan
XXVIJesus, Lord, we look to theePage Scan
XXVIIBlest are the sons of peacePage Scan
XXVIIIThis world is all a fleeting showPage Scan
XXIXThis world's not all a fleeting showPage Scan
XXXThere is an hour of peaceful restPage Scan
XXXIA charge to keep I havePage Scan
XXXIISinners, will you scorn the messagePage Scan
XXXIIIYour harps, ye trembling saintsPage Scan
XXXIVHasten, sinner, to be wisePage Scan
XXXVO turn ye, O turn ye, for why will you diePage Scan
XXXVICome ye weary sinners, comePage Scan
XXXVIIWho can forbear to singPage Scan
XXXVIIIHear, gracious Sovereign, from thy thronePage Scan
XXXIXRevive thy churches, Lord, with gracePage Scan
XLLet thy kingdom, blessed SaviourPage Scan
XLILo! on a narrow neck of landPage Scan
XLIIO that my load of sin were gonePage Scan
XLIIISinner, is thy heart at rest?Page Scan
XLIVSometimes a light surprisesPage Scan
XLVThe cross, the cross, O that's my gainPage Scan
XLVIThe moment a sinner believesPage Scan
XLVIIHow lovely the place where the Saviour appearsPage Scan
XLVIIIHow can I sink with such a propPage Scan
XLIXMy hope, my all, my Saviour thouPage Scan
LPraise to God, the great CreatorPage Scan
LIBright little star! on evening's breastPage Scan
LIIFarewell, dear friends I must be gonePage Scan
LIIIFrom Greenland's icy mountainsPage Scan
LIVWake, Isles of the South!Page Scan
LVWhen shall the voice of singingPage Scan
LVIWatchman! tell us of the nightPage Scan
LVIIYes, we trust the day is breakingPage Scan
LVIIIO gracious Saviour, deignPage Scan
LIXRise, triumphant Saviour, rise!Page Scan
LXBe thy kindom, Lord, promotedPage Scan
LXIAid, O Lord, our youthful voicesPage Scan
LXIINow let our hearts conspire to raisePage Scan
LXIIIChief Shepherd of thy chosen sheepPage Scan
LXIVSaviour, thy law we lovePage Scan
LXVJesus, thou hast freely saved usPage Scan
LXVIOur Saviour bow'd beneath the wavePage Scan
LXVIIGracious Saviour, we adore theePage Scan
LXVIIIDown to the sacred wavePage Scan
LXIXDescend, celestial DovePage Scan
LXXHail, sweetest, dearest tie that bindsPage Scan
LXXIWhat, what is this that steals upon my frame?Page Scan

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