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Hymns for the Vestry and the Fireside

Publisher: Gould, Kendall & Lincoln, Boston , 1841
Language: English
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d301There is a place of sacred [waveless] rest, Far, far beyond the skies
d302There is an hour of peaceful rest
d303There sprang a tree of deadly name
d304Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee
d305Thou art, O God, the life and light
d306Thou art the Way, to thee alone
d307Thou God of sovereign grace
d308Thou, Lord, art Light, thy native ray
d309Thou lovely Source of true delight
d310Thou Prince of glory, slain for me
d311Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream
d312Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble
d313Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road]
d314Thy bounties, gracious Lord [God]
d315Thy healing Spirit, Lord, impart
d316Thy way, O God [Lord] is in the sea
d317Time is winging us away
d318'Tis a point I long to know
d319'Tis God the spirit leads
d320'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow
d321'Tis the hour when silent thought
d322To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope
d323To thee, my Shepherd [Savior] and my Lord [Lamb]
d324Tomorrow, Lord, is thine
d325Unshaken as the sacred hill [hills] and fixed as mountains stand
d326Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb
d327Vital spark of heavenly flame
d328Wake, children of Zion, O hasten to plead
d329Watchman, tell us of the night
d330We come at evening's solemn hour
d331We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star
d332We need not bid, for cloistered cell
d333We sing the Savior's love
d334Welcome, sweet day of rest
d335We've no abiding city here
d336What secret hand, at morning light
d337What sinners value, I resign
d338What various hindrances we meet
d339When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord]
d340When darkness long has veiled my [the] mind
d341When I can read my title clear
d342When I review my ways
d343When languor and disease invade
d344When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain
d345When morning's first and hallowed ray
d346When my voice at morn and even
d347When, O dear Jesus, when shall I [we]
d348When on her maker's bosom
d349When overwhelmed with grief
d350When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever
d351When the vale [veil] of death appears
d352When the woes of life o'ertake me
d353When the worn spirit wants repose
d354When thy mortal life is fled
d355When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest
d356Where is my [our] God, does he retire
d357Where two or three, with sweet accord
d358While I to grief my soul [heart] gave way
d359While life prolongs its precious light
d360While my Redeemer's near
d361While thee I [we] seek, protecting power
d362While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun
d363Who but Thou, almighty Spirit
d364Who can forbear to sing
d365Who O Lord, when life is o'er [over]
d366Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends
d367Why, on the bending willows hung
d368Why should we start and fear to die
d369Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares
d370Within these quiet walls, O Lord a fond
d371Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim
d372Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu
d373Ye humble souls, approach your God
d374Yes, my native land, I love thee
d375Yet who this fearful deed hath wrought
d376Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints
d377Zion, awake, thy strength renew
d378Zion, lift thy raptured eye

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