The Chorister, and School Harmonist, 1st ed.

#	Text	Tune
d101	Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message
d102	Sinners, lift up your hearts
d103	Sinners, turn, while God is near
d104	Softly now the light of day
d105	Sovereign of all the worlds on high
d106	Spirit of faith, come down
d107	Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King
d108	Terrible thought, shall I alone
d109	That doleful [dreadful] night before his death
d110	The light of Sabbath eve is fading
d111	The Lord himself, the mighty Lord
d112	The Lord is risen indeed
d113	The Lord, my Shepherd is, And he my soul will keep
d114	The man is ever blest [blessed] who shuns the sinner's ways
d115	The praying spirit breathe
d116	The thing my God doth hate
d117	There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d118	There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away
d119	There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d120	There is, beyond the sky, A heaven of joy and love
d121	Think of her toil, her anxious care
d122	This is the day the Lord hath made, O earth rejoice
d123	This slumber from my spirit shakes
d124	Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee
d125	Thou God of power and [thou] God of love
d126	Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace
d127	Thus I resolved before the Lord
d128	Thus saith [speaks] the high and lofty One
d129	Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love
d130	Thy law is perfect, Lord of light
d131	'Tis by the faith of joys to come
d132	'Tis finished, 'tis finished
d133	'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow
d134	To us a Child of hope is born
d135	To us a child, of royal birth
d136	To us the voice of wisdom cries
d137	Welcome, sweet day of rest
d138	What cheering words are these
d139	What majesty and grace
d140	When rising from the bed of death
d141	Wherefore should man, frail child of clay
d142	Why should we start and fear to die
d143	Wisdom divine, who tells the price
d144	With joy we meditate the [thy] grace
d145	Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm
d146	Ye nations round [of] the earth, rejoice
d147	Ye that pass by, behold the man