The Harp

Editor: John Pearson Jr.
Publisher: J. V. Himes, Boston, 1856
Language: English
Notes: Doxologies are numbered separately
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601Go to dark GethsemanePage Scan
602Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's willPage Scan
603Author of good, to thee we turnPage Scan
604Lord, my times are in thy handPage Scan
605Thou boundless Source of every goodPage Scan
606My God, my Father, while I stray Page Scan
607Thy will be done! In devious wayPage Scan
608"Father, thy will, not mine, be done!"Page Scan
609Father, O hear me now!Page Scan
610O thou, who driest the mourner's tearPage Scan
611Thou refuge of my weary soulPage Scan
612As strangers here belowPage Scan
613Son of God, thy blessing grantPage Scan
614In every trying hourPage Scan
615Wait on the Lord, ye heirs of hopePage Scan
616Lord, through the dubious paths of lifePage Scan
617'T is my happiness belowPage Scan
618God of my life, to thee I callPage Scan
619Consider all my sorrows, LordPage Scan
620How tender is thy handPage Scan
621How sweet on thy bosom to restPage Scan
622Father, whate'er of earthly blissPage Scan
623As the chased hart, midst sultry beamsPage Scan
624O God, to thee my sinking soulPage Scan
625And can my heart aspire so highPage Scan
626O thou, whose compassionate carePage Scan
627I'll think upon the woesPage Scan
628Jesus, my King, proclaims the warPage Scan
629Awake, my drowsy soul, awakePage Scan
630O speed thee, Christian, on thy wayPage Scan
631Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fearsPage Scan
632God is my strong salvationPage Scan
633When I can read my title clearPage Scan
634Arise, ye saints, arise!Page Scan
635Hark! how the gospel trumpet soundsPage Scan
636Hark, how the watchmen cry!Page Scan
637Soldiers of Christ, arisePage Scan
638Equip me for the warPage Scan
639Pray, without ceasing, prayPage Scan
640Am I a soldier of the crossPage Scan
641Gird thy loins up, Christian soldierPage Scan
642Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyesPage Scan
643Our Captain leads us onPage Scan
644Oft in sorrow and in woePage Scan
645Be firm and be faithfulPage Scan
646Soldiers of the cross, arise!Page Scan
647Sow in the morn thy seedPage Scan
648Run, Christian racer, run!Page Scan
649Work, and thou wilt bless the dayPage Scan
650Life is the time to serve the LordPage Scan
651O God, how often hath thine earPage Scan
652O thou, who all things canst controlPage Scan
653Sweet was the time when first I feltPage Scan
654My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?Page Scan
655When, O my Saviour, shall it bePage Scan
656As pants the hart for cooling streamsPage Scan
657And wilt thou yet be foundPage Scan
658O that I were as heretoforePage Scan
659My God, permit me not to bePage Scan
660As the hart with eager looksPage Scan
661O Saviour, may we never restPage Scan
662O love, of pure and heavenly birth!Page Scan
663Nearer, my God, to theePage Scan
664O for a heart to praise my GodPage Scan
665King of mercy, King of lovePage Scan
666I feel within a wantPage Scan
667Spring up, my soul, with ardent flightPage Scan
668O that the Lord would guide my waysPage Scan
669With my whole heart I've sought thy facePage Scan
670Tell me no more of earthly toysPage Scan
671Sovereign of all the worlds on highPage Scan
672O Thou, from whom all goodness flowsPage Scan
673Guide us, O thou great JehovahPage Scan
674I want not India's pearly shorePage Scan
675I'm weary of staying; O, when shall I restPage Scan
676O, exiled ParadisePage Scan
677Hear us, O God, for vengeance cry!Page Scan
678Saviour, come, thy saints are waitingPage Scan
679Thy sympathies and hopes are oursPage Scan
680Thy kingdom come, thus, day by dayPage Scan
681Savior, haste; our souls are waitingPage Scan
682Spirit of power and might, beholdPage Scan
683Lord, how long wilt thou remainPage Scan
684Jesus, refuge of my soulPage Scan
685The triumphs of the martyred saintsPage Scan
686From every earthly pleasurePage Scan
687O thou, to whose all-searching sightPage Scan
688Lord, in the wind, and waves, and skyPage Scan
689O, when shall I see JesusPage Scan
690O, cease, my wand'ring soulPage Scan
691Lonely and weary, by sorrows opprestPage Scan
692If Jesus should appearPage Scan
693The church in her militant statePage Scan
694The church has waited longPage Scan
695O, what a bright and blessèd worldPage Scan
696How long shall death the tyrant reignPage Scan
697To Jesus, the crown of my hopePage Scan
698Six thousand years are nearly passedPage Scan
699Jerusalem, our heavenly homePage Scan
700Jerusalem, my glorious homePage Scan

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