The Baptist Hymn Book: comprising a large and choice collection of psalms, hymns and spiritual songs, adapted to the faith and order of the Old School, or Primitive Baptists (2nd stereotype Ed.)

Editor: Gilbert Beebe
Publisher: Signs of the Times, Middletown, N.Y., 1859
Denomination: Primitive Baptists
Language: English
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1201Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill ourPage Scan
1202For a season call'd to partPage Scan
1203Great God, before thy throne We joyfully appearPage Scan
1204Once more the constant sun, revolving round his spherePage Scan
1205Hail ye sighing sons of sorrowPage Scan
1206While with ceaseless [careless] course the sunPage Scan
1207See how rude winter's icy handPage Scan
1208Though cloudy skies and northern blastsPage Scan
1209Why should this earth delight us soPage Scan
1210God of my childhood and my youthPage Scan
1211Our days, alas, our mortal daysPage Scan
1212Time, what an empty [fleeting] vapor 'tisPage Scan
1213Lord, what is man, poor feeble manPage Scan
1214Teach me the measure of my daysPage Scan
1215Eternal God, enthroned on highPage Scan
1216The day is past and gone, the evening shades appearPage Scan
1217I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stayPage Scan
1218A few more days on earth to spendPage Scan
1219Shall the vile race of flesh and bloodPage Scan
1220Through every age, eternal GodPage Scan
1221O for an overcoming faithPage Scan
1222Great God, I own thy sentence justPage Scan
1223Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us therePage Scan
1224There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reignPage Scan
1225Why should we start and fear to diePage Scan
1226Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit homePage Scan
1227There is a house not made with [by] hands, EternalPage Scan
1228Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends
1229My soul, come, meditate the day, And think
1230Remember, Lord, our mortal state
1231When God is nigh, my [our] faith is strongPage Scan
1232And must this body diePage Scan
1233No, I'll repine at death no morePage Scan
1234Now let our souls, on wings sublimePage Scan
1235Ah I shall soon be dyingPage Scan
1236When death appears before my [our] sightPage Scan
1237While on the verge of life I standPage Scan
1238Prepare me gracious God to stand before thyPage Scan
1239Why flow these torrents of distressPage Scan
1240Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's handPage Scan
1241I cannot bear thine absence, LordPage Scan
1242Now let our mourning [drooping] hearts revivePage Scan
1243Guide me, O thou great JehovahPage Scan
1244Sons of God by blest adoptionPage Scan
1245Why should we shrink at death's cold floodPage Scan
1246Death is no more a frightful foe Since I with Christ shall reignPage Scan
1247When languor and disease invadePage Scan
1248Blest are the dead, yea, saith the wordPage Scan
1249O happy soul who safely past, Thy weary warfare herePage Scan
1250The spirits of the justPage Scan
1251While sorrows encompass me roundPage Scan
1252In hope of life eternal givenPage Scan
1253Ah lovely appearance of deathPage Scan
1254Vital spark of heavenly flamePage Scan
1255My soul, this curious house of clayPage Scan
1256It is not death to diePage Scan
1257Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleepPage Scan
1258How long shall death, the tyrant, reignPage Scan
1259Why should our mourning thoughts delightPage Scan
1260Ye Christians, hear the joyful newsPage Scan
1261To comprehend and fully prove the depths of everlasting lovePage Scan
1262Blest Jesus, source of every gracePage Scan
1263Lo he comes with clouds descendingPage Scan
1264On yonder glorious height King Jesus doth appearPage Scan
1265O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] comePage Scan
1266Lo he cometh countless trumpetsPage Scan
1267Let the seventh angel sound on highPage Scan
1268He reigns, the Lord, the [our] Savior reignsPage Scan
1269That awful day will surely comePage Scan
1270With my whole heart I'll raise my songPage Scan
1271The Lord, the Judge, before his throne Bids the whole earth draw nighPage Scan
1272When Christ to judgment shall descendPage Scan
1273My wakened soul, extend thy wingsPage Scan
1274Attend, my ear, my heart, rejoicePage Scan
1275When shall thy lovely face be seenPage Scan
1276Yes, I shall soon be landed On yonder shores of blissPage Scan
1277Perfect holiness of spirit, Saints abovePage Scan
1278Ah when the saints where Jesus reignsPage Scan
1279Although my Lord is now enthronedPage Scan
1280Our sins, alas, how strong they be [are]Page Scan
1281What happy men, or angels, thesePage Scan
1282These glorious minds [ones], how bright they shinePage Scan
1283Father, I long, I faint to see The place of thine abodePage Scan
1284From thee, my [O] God, my [our] joys shall risePage Scan
1285Awake, ye saints, and raise [lift] your eyesPage Scan
1286Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, Inspire each lifeless tonguePage Scan
1287On wings of faith, mount up, my soul, and risePage Scan
1288On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eyePage Scan
1289There is a place of hallowed peacePage Scan
1290There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seenPage Scan
1291There is a world of perfect bliss Above the starry skiesPage Scan
1292How happy are the souls above, From sinPage Scan
1293Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life]Page Scan
1294Raise thee my soul fly up and runPage Scan
1295O the delights, the heavenly joysPage Scan
1296A child of Jehovah, a subject of gracePage Scan
1297The sinner who by precious faithPage Scan
1298Thus far my God hath [has] led me onPage Scan
1299With transport, Lord, our souls proclaimPage Scan
1300With what delightful faith lifts her eyesPage Scan

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