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The Eolian Harp

Editor: J. W. Dadmun
Publisher: J. P. Magee, Boston, Mass., 1862
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Elements of Worship
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d101The Bible, the Bible, More precious than gold
d102The children are gathering from near and from far
d103The gospel ship is sailing, sailing, sailing
d104The labors of another year
d105The light ship, how welcome the beacon to me
d106The Lord attends when children pray
d107The Lord is my Shepherd, How happy am I
d108The night comes stealing in
d109The old, old year hath passed away
d110The Sunday school with joy so full
d111There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away
d112There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d113There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid]
d114There was a place in childhood that I remember well
d115This book is all that's left me now
d116This is God's most holy day
d117Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb
d118Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream
d119'Tis religion that can give in the light
d120To the pastures, fair and large
d121Watchman on the tower
d122Watchman, tell me, does the morning
d123We are little flower buds
d124We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time
d125We come, we come, with loud acclaim
d126We gather, we gather, dear [O] Jesus, to bring
d127We love to go to Sabbath school
d128Welcome, welcome, day of rest
d129We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy
d130We're the lambs of the flock
d131What glory gilds the sacred page
d132What to me are earth's pleasures
d133When bright rosy morning peeps over the hills
d134When, his salvation bringing [sending]
d135When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain
d136When shall the voice of singing flow
d137When sickness, pain, and death
d138When Sumter's flag went down in gore
d139When the Sabbath bell is ringing
d140Where'er we meet, you always say
d141While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun
d142Whither, pilgrims, are you [ye] going
d143Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array
d144Who shall sing if not the children
d145Will you come to the spring that is sparkling
d146With banner and with badge we come
d147Words that fell from the dying lips
d148Yes, we shall meet beyond the river

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