The Harp. 2nd ed.

Editor: J. Pearson
Publisher: American Millennial Association, Boston, Mass., 1860
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a659My God, permit me not to bePage Scan
a660As the hart with eager looksPage Scan
a661O Saviour, may we never restPage Scan
a662O love, of pure and heavenly birth!Page Scan
a663Nearer, my God, to theePage Scan
a664O for a heart to praise my GodPage Scan
a665King of mercy, King of lovePage Scan
a666I feel within a wantPage Scan
a667Spring up, my soul, with ardent flightPage Scan
a668O that the Lord would guide my waysPage Scan
a669With my whole heart I've sought thy facePage Scan
a670Tell me no more of earthly toysPage Scan
a671Sovereign of all the worlds on highPage Scan
a672O Thou, from whom all goodness flowsPage Scan
a673Guide us, O thou great JehovahPage Scan
a674I want not India's pearly shorePage Scan
a675I'm weary of staying; O, when shall I restPage Scan
a676O, exiled ParadisePage Scan
a677Hear us, O God, for vengeance cry!Page Scan
a678Saviour, come, thy saints are waitingPage Scan
a679Thy sympathies and hopes are oursPage Scan
a680Thy kingdom come, thus, day by dayPage Scan
a681Savior, haste; our souls are waitingPage Scan
a682Spirit of power and might, beholdPage Scan
a683Lord, how long wilt thou remainPage Scan
a684Jesus, refuge of my soulPage Scan
a685The triumphs of the martyred saintsPage Scan
a686From every earthly pleasurePage Scan
a687O thou, to whose all-searching sightPage Scan
a688Lord, in the wind, and waves, and skyPage Scan
a689O, when shall I see JesusPage Scan
a690O, cease, my wand'ring soulPage Scan
a691Lonely and weary, by sorrows opprestPage Scan
a692If Jesus should appearPage Scan
a693The church in her militant statePage Scan
a694The church has waited longPage Scan
a695O, what a bright and blessèd worldPage Scan
a696How long shall death the tyrant reignPage Scan
a697To Jesus, the crown of my hopePage Scan
a698Six thousand years are nearly passedPage Scan
a699Jerusalem, our heavenly homePage Scan
a700Jerusalem, my glorious homePage Scan
a701Jerusalem, my happy homePage Scan
a702O, land of rest, for thee I sigh!Page Scan
a703O, spare thy people, LordPage Scan
a704Great God, whose universal swayPage Scan
a705When shall I see the dayPage Scan
a706Thou only Sovereign of my heartPage Scan
a707My song shall always be of himPage Scan
a708I long to behold him arrayedPage Scan
a709My spirit longs for theePage Scan
a710What grace, O Lord, and beauty shonePage Scan
a711Love divine, all love excellingPage Scan
a712Saviour of the sin-sick soulPage Scan
a713O, could I find, from day to dayPage Scan
a714Gently, Lord, O, gently lead usPage Scan
a715On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,Page Scan
a716To watch the morning's dawnPage Scan
a717Look up, my soul, and hail the homePage Scan
a718There is a land of calm delightPage Scan
a719This is not my place of restingPage Scan
a720"Forever with the Lord!"Page Scan
a721Blest hour when virtuous friends shall meetPage Scan
a722What sound is this salutes my ear?Page Scan
a723O, what hath Jesus bought for me! Page Scan
a724Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er theePage Scan
a725Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadnessPage Scan
a726There is an hour of peaceful restPage Scan
a727Lo, what a glorious sight appearsPage Scan
a728Children of the heavenly KingPage Scan
a729"We've no abiding city here"Page Scan
a730Bright flowing fountains now I seePage Scan
a731Lift your eyes of faith, and seePage Scan
a732O, join ye the anthems of triumph that risePage Scan
a733'Tis night; but O, the joyful mornPage Scan
a734Lo, round the throne a glorious bandPage Scan
a735When shall the voice of singingPage Scan
a736A stranger in the world belowPage Scan
a737Jesus, thy church, with longing eyesPage Scan
a738Away with our sorrow and fearPage Scan
a739Loud let the tuneful trumpet soundPage Scan
a740What sinners value I resignPage Scan
a741In expectation sweetPage Scan
a742Jesus, our hope, our life, our heavenPage Scan
a743With heavenly weapons I have foughtPage Scan
a744Jesus, faithful to his wordPage Scan
a745There is a King of gloryPage Scan
a746Happy the man, whose cautious feetPage Scan
a747Thrice happy he who shuns the wayPage Scan
a748Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was IPage Scan
a749The man is ever blestPage Scan
a750Broad is the road that leads to deathPage Scan
a751The haughty sinner I have seenPage Scan
a752Let sinners take their coursePage Scan
a753Lord, I am thine, but thou wilt provePage Scan
a754Behold the sure foundation-stonePage Scan
a755I love thy church, O God!Page Scan
a756Zion stands with hills surroundedPage Scan
a757How did my heart rejoice to hearPage Scan
a758With stately towers and bulwarks strongPage Scan

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