The Carol

Editor: L. Crandall
Publisher: Seventh-Day Baptist Publication Society, New York, N.Y., 1854
Denomination: Seventh-Day Baptist General Conference
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d1A mingled sound from Calvary I hear
d2A mourning class, a vacant seat
d3A song, a song of gladness
d4Again returns the day of holy rest
d5All the week we spend
d6Almighty Maker, God, How wondrous is thy name
d7Along the banks where Babel's current flows
d8An icy chillness o'er me steals
d9Another day of joy and praise
d10As flows the rapid river
d11As, in soft silence, vernal showers
d12At life's early morn
d13At the close of the day when the hamlet is still
d14Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays
d15Be kind to thy father, for now he is old
d16Bless the Lord of life forever
d17Children of Zion, what harp notes are stealing
d18Come, children, come in early days
d19Come join our celebration
d20Come, let our voices join in one glad [joyful] song [songs] of praise
d21Come, let us ascend [attend], my companion and friend
d22Come thou fount of every blessing
d23Come, Thou long expected Jesus
d24Come to the mercy seat, Come to the place
d25Come where our father lies low in the grave
d26Creation's God, with thought elate
d27Dark night away hath rolled
d28Eternal Spirit, Source of light
d29Fain, O my babe [child], I'd have thee know
d30Friends of freedom, swell the song
d31Glory to God on high
d32Go, when the morning shineth
d33Guardian of souls, throughout my days
d34Hail, lovely power, whose bosom heaves the sigh
d35Hail to the Lord's anointed
d36Hark, those happy voices saying Yet there's room
d37Hark, what mean those holy voices
d38How cheering the thought, that the spirits in bliiss
d39How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey
d40How oft on the ocean of life
d41How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions]
d42How pleasant thus to dwell below
d43How pleasant 'tis to see
d44How short and how fleeting the year
d45How sweet on thy bosom to rest
d46How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us]
d47How sweetly on yon tranquil stream
d48I never was a favorite
d49I quit the world's fantastic joys
d50I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay
d51I'll awake at dawn on the Sabbath day
d52In search of enjoyment I wandered in vain
d53In the hour of keenest sorrow
d54Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move
d55Let children learn to sing
d56Let the proud veil of darkness
d57Let worldly minds the world pursue
d58Lie up nearer, brother, nearer
d59Life is the time to serve the Lord
d60Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our
d61Lord, grant me stronger faith
d62Lord, let our prayers to thee ascend
d63May the grace of Christ [God] our [the] Savior
d64My days of youth, though not from folly free
d65My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary
d66My Father knows my feeble frame
d67My father raised his trembling hand
d68My soul before thee prostrate lies
d69My soul is not at rest
d70Now let our voices join
d71Now to heaven our prayer [prayers] [cry] ascending
d72O blest art thou whose steps may rove
d73O come, come away, the Sabbath morn is passing
d74O for the wings of the bright early morning
d75O pleasure, thy aspect is bright
d76O soft sleep the hills on their sunny repose
d77O sweet is the first breeze of morn
d78O tell me, thou life and delight of my soul
d79O tell me where the dove has [is] flown
d80O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight
d81O thou to whom the grateful song
d82O thou who hearest prayer
d83O weep for those that wept by Babel's stream
d84Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain
d85Onward, onward, band victorious
d86Placed on the verge of youth, my mind
d87Rouse ye at the Savior's call
d88See, daylight is fading o'er earth [the earth] and o'er ocean
d89See the leaves around us [you] falling
d90Serene, I laid [lay] me down, beneath God's [his] guardian care
d91Sing, sing his lofty praise
d92Sinners are bending low at the throne
d93Soft be the gently breathing notes
d94Spirit, spirit, spirit, thy labor is o'er
d95Stand up, O ye heralds, your mission proclaim
d96Star of the morn, whose placid ray
d97Take heed, take heed
d98Tell me the tale of t he friends that you loved
d99Tell me, wanderer, wildly roving
d100Tell me, ye winged winds, that round my pathway roar

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