The Christian Harmony: in the Seven-Syllable Character Note System. Rev. ed.

Editor: William Walker
Publisher: Miller's Bible and Publishing House, Philadelphia, Penn., 1873
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d101Go to dark [sad] Gethsemane
d102God is the refuge of his saints
d103God of eternity, from thee
d104God of my [our] life, to [on] thee I [we] call
d105God of our lives [life] thy constant care
d106Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound
d107Great is the Lord, what tongue can frame [tell]
d108Guide me, O thou great Jehovah
d109Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays
d110Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator
d111Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow
d112Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound
d113Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers
d114Hark, my soul, it is the Lord
d115Hark, ten thousand harps and voices
d116Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes
d117Hark, the jubilee is sounding
d118Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise
d119He comes, he comes, to judge the world
d120Hear, gracious God [Lord], my humble moan [prayer]
d121Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings
d122Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims
d123Heavenly Father, sovereign [might] Lord
d124He's gone, the spotless soul is gone
d125High in the heavens, eternal God
d126High in yonder realms of light
d127High o'er the hills the mountains rise
d128His voice, as the sound of a dulcimer sweet
d129Hither, ye faithful, haste with [in] songs of triumph
d130How beauteous are their [his] feet
d131How blest the sacred tie that binds
d132How charming is the place
d133How condescending, and how kind
d134How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey
d135How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven
d136How helpless nature lies
d137How lost was [is] my [our] condition
d138How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair
d139How pleased and blest was I
d140How shall the young secure their hearts
d141How sweet the hour of closing day
d142How sweet the melting lay
d143How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
d144How sweet 'tis to think
d145How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound
d146How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours
d147I am a stranger here below
d148I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay
d149I dreamed I was out, to the east cast mine eye
d150I find myself placed in a state of probation
d151I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this
d152I love my blessed Savior, I feel I'm in his favor
d153I love the Lord for what he's done
d154I love to see the Lord below
d155I love to steal awhile away
d156I love to tell the story of unseen things above
d157I sing a song which doth belong
d158I want to be an angel, and with the angels stand
d159I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay
d160I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
d161I'm dying, mother, dying now
d162In de dark wood, no Indian nigh
d163In every trying hour
d164In evil long I took delight
d165In mercy, Lord, remember me
d166In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair
d167In the Christian's home in [of] glory
d168I've listed [enlisted] in the holy war
d169Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee
d170Jesus, and shall it ever be
d171Jesus drinks the bitter cup
d172Jesus, I love thy charming name
d173Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave
d174Jesus, let thy pitying eye
d175Jesus, Master, hear me now
d176Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone
d177Jesus, refuge of my soul
d178Jesus, thou soul of all our joys
d179Jesus, who knows full well
d180Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come
d181Let every creature join To praise the eternal God
d182Let every mortal ear attend
d183Let me go to my home in the far distant west
d184Let not despair nor fell revenge
d185Life is the time to serve the Lord
d186Lift up your hearts to things above
d187Light of those whose dreary dwelling
d188Lo on a narrow neck of land
d189Lo what a glorious sight appears
d190Look ye saints the sight is glorious
d191Lord, hear the voice of my complaint
d192Lord, I approach the [thy] mercy seat
d193Lord, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow
d194Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high
d195Lord, in the strength of grace
d196Lord of mercy and of might, of mankind
d197Lord, what a feeble piece
d198Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove
d199Lord, when thou didst ascend on high
d200Loud roars the wind, and wild the tide

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