Christian Ballads (Rev. ed.)

#	Text	Tune
11	The first dear thing that ever I loved
16	A summer shower had swept the woods
29	Old Antioch shall answer ye
34	A lay, a lay, good Christians!
40	I know--I know
45	Oh weep for them who never knew
48	Let out thy soul, and pray!
51	Land of the rare old chronicle
60	The abbeys, and the arches
68	The chimes, the chimes of Motherland
71	'Twas a true-hearted Scotsman
77	The rod that from Jerusalem
80	Yes--'tis the village-joiner's work
83	I never can see a churchyard old
88	The Paschal moon is ripe to-night
92	'Tis raised in beauty from the dust
96	Cross of Christ, Star of grace
100	In a Church's aisle or towers
102	As I rode on mine errand along
104	A nave it had, and a chancel
111	Hast been where the full-blossomed bay-tree is blowing
113	When old Canúte the Dane
117	It is the fall of eve
121	The Sun is up betimes
124	In each New-England village
128	Go where the mossy rock shall be
131	Oh Lord, our Lord, how spreads that little seed
135	A fortnight it was from Whitsuntide
140	When the gorgeous day begins
143	Carol. carol, Christians
146	Oh, if there be a sight, on earth
149	My Prayer-book is a casket bright
152	The organ play'd sweet music
156	Oh woman is a tender tree!
161	I love the Church--the holy Church

[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]

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