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Hymns of Progress

#	Text	Tune
d101	Io, Io, Io, how beautiful the snow
d102	It sprang to life, this little brook
d103	Jesus, I love thy charming name
d104	Joy to the world, for truth abounds
d105	Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come
d106	Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move
d107	Judge not, though clouds of seeming guilt
d108	Learn to suffer and endure
d109	Let every mortal ear attend
d110	Let monumental pillars rise
d111	Lightly row, lightly row O'er the glassy waves
d112	List, list to the voice in the evening breeze
d113	Little drops of water, little grains of sand
d114	Lord, what a feeble piece
d115	Meek and lowly, pure and holy
d116	Mortals, awake, with angels join
d117	Mother, dear mother, the day has seemed long
d118	Mother, sweet mother, though many a day
d119	Mournfully beneath the willow
d120	My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty
d121	My days are gliding swiftly by
d122	My God, my Father [My God and Father], while [whilst] [though] I stray [pray]
d123	My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death
d124	Not Greenland's icy mountains
d125	Now gathered here at morning
d126	Now let our voices join
d127	Now to our loving Father God
d128	Now, Uncle Sam, though well prepared
d129	O, call this not a vale of tears
d130	O for a breeze of heavenly love
d131	O I am so happy, the [a] little girl said
d132	O living were a bitter thing
d133	O loving and forgiving
d134	O take me home, I cannot bear
d135	O teach me not the barren creed
d136	O think of the former happy days
d137	O thou whose love is changeless
d138	O where shall rest be found
d139	O who in such a world as this
d140	O Willie, is it you, dear, safe at home
d141	On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye
d142	Once on a time old Johnny Bull
d143	One by one they crossed the river
d144	Part in peace, with deep thanksgiving
d145	Peeping through her purple bars
d146	Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire
d147	Say, young folks, have you seen old error
d148	See an angel, flying, flying
d149	Seek to be patient in distress
d150	Send them home tenderly
d151	Sing me to sleep, my mother
d152	Smiling May, comes in play
d153	So sweet the moments glide
d154	Softly and reverently close the white eyelids
d155	Someone in this wide world of sorrow
d156	Southward, ho, 'twas a stormy chorus
d157	Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve
d158	Speak gently, it is better far
d159	Speak thou the truth, let others fence
d160	Spirits bright are ever nigh
d161	Supreme and universal light
d162	Sweet are the ties that bind in one
d163	Tell me not, in mournful numbers
d164	The baby was sleeping, its mother was weeping
d165	The breaking waves dashed high
d166	The bud will soon become a flower
d167	The glorious universe around
d168	The God of heaven is pleased to see
d169	The hill of Zion yields a thousand sacred sweets
d170	The soul is boundless as the skies
d171	The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come
d172	There is a hope, a blessed hope
d173	There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d174	There is a place of sacred [waveless] rest, Far, far beyond the skies
d175	There is an hour of peaceful rest
d176	There is happiness in labor
d177	There is light beyond the river
d178	There, sheltered from the wolves and cold
d179	There's a beautiful shore where the loved ones are gone
d180	There's a low, green valley on the old Kentucky shore
d181	There's a small green mound on the hill
d182	There's a star in the west that will never go down
d183	There's a voice from the heart of the mountains
d184	There's not a heart, however light
d185	There's not a tint that paints the rose
d186	These are the deathless palms
d187	They are calling me home, they are calling
d188	Thin shadowy forms are hovering
d189	This is indeed an unjust world
d190	This is the first and great command
d191	Thou art gone before us, brother
d192	Thou art gone, thou art gone to a land more fair
d193	Thou wilt come no more, gentle Annie
d194	Though they may lay beneath the ground
d195	Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble
d196	Thus said [saith] Jesus, Go and do
d197	Thus saith the first, the [and] great command
d198	Thy conscience be thy crown
d199	'Tis eve, one brightly beaming star
d200	'Tis sweet to know

[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]

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