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Christian Ballads (Rev. ed.)

Author: A. Cleveland Coxe
Publisher: Henry S. Parsons, Hartford, 1847
Denomination: Episcopal Church
Language: English
Notes: Numbering is by page number.
#TextTuneText InfoTune InfoTextScorePage ScanAudio
11The first dear thing that ever I lovedPage Scan
16A summer shower had swept the woodsPage Scan
29Old Antioch shall answer yePage Scan
34A lay, a lay, good Christians!Page Scan
40I know--I knowPage Scan
45Oh weep for them who never knewPage Scan
48Let out thy soul, and pray!Page Scan
51Land of the rare old chroniclePage Scan
60The abbeys, and the archesPage Scan
68The chimes, the chimes of MotherlandPage Scan
71'Twas a true-hearted ScotsmanPage Scan
77The rod that from JerusalemPage Scan
80Yes--'tis the village-joiner's workPage Scan
83I never can see a churchyard oldPage Scan
88The Paschal moon is ripe to-nightPage Scan
92'Tis raised in beauty from the dustPage Scan
96Cross of Christ, Star of gracePage Scan
100In a Church's aisle or towersPage Scan
102As I rode on mine errand alongPage Scan
104A nave it had, and a chancelPage Scan
111Hast been where the full-blossomed bay-tree is blowingPage Scan
113When old Canúte the DanePage Scan
117It is the fall of eve Page Scan
121The Sun is up betimesPage Scan
124In each New-England villagePage Scan
128Go where the mossy rock shall bePage Scan
131Oh Lord, our Lord, how spreads that little seedPage Scan
135A fortnight it was from WhitsuntidePage Scan
140When the gorgeous day beginsPage Scan
143Carol. carol, ChristiansPage Scan
146Oh, if there be a sight, on earthPage Scan
149My Prayer-book is a casket brightPage Scan
152The organ play'd sweet musicPage Scan
156Oh woman is a tender tree!Page Scan
161I love the Church--the holy ChurchPage Scan
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]
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