Hymns of Progress

Editor: Levi K. Coonley
Publisher: William White & Co., Boston, Mass., 1864
Denomination: Spiritualists (general)
Notes: Page Images IAg, GB
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d101Io, Io, Io, how beautiful the snow
d102It sprang to life, this little brook
d103Jesus, I love thy charming name
d104Joy to the world, for truth abounds
d105Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come
d106Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move
d107Judge not, though clouds of seeming guilt
d108Learn to suffer and endure
d109Let every mortal ear attend
d110Let monumental pillars rise
d111Lightly row, lightly row O'er the glassy waves
d112List, list to the voice in the evening breeze
d113Little drops of water, little grains of sand
d114Lord, what a feeble piece
d115Meek and lowly, pure and holy
d116Mortals, awake, with angels join
d117Mother, dear mother, the day has seemed long
d118Mother, sweet mother, though many a day
d119Mournfully beneath the willow
d120My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty
d121My days are gliding swiftly by
d122My God, my Father [My God and Father], while [whilst] [though] I stray [pray]
d123My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death
d124Not Greenland's icy mountains
d125Now gathered here at morning
d126Now let our voices join
d127Now to our loving Father God
d128Now, Uncle Sam, though well prepared
d129O, call this not a vale of tears
d130O for a breeze of heavenly love
d131O I am so happy, the [a] little girl said
d132O living were a bitter thing
d133O loving and forgiving
d134O take me home, I cannot bear
d135O teach me not the barren creed
d136O think of the former happy days
d137O thou whose love is changeless
d138O where shall rest be found
d139O who in such a world as this
d140O Willie, is it you, dear, safe at home
d141On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye
d142Once on a time old Johnny Bull
d143One by one they crossed the river
d144Part in peace, with deep thanksgiving
d145Peeping through her purple bars
d146Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire
d147Say, young folks, have you seen old error
d148See an angel, flying, flying
d149Seek to be patient in distress
d150Send them home tenderly
d151Sing me to sleep, my mother
d152Smiling May, comes in play
d153So sweet the moments glide
d154Softly and reverently close the white eyelids
d155Someone in this wide world of sorrow
d156Southward, ho, 'twas a stormy chorus
d157Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve
d158Speak gently, it is better far
d159Speak thou the truth, let others fence
d160Spirits bright are ever nigh
d161Supreme and universal light
d162Sweet are the ties that bind in one
d163Tell me not, in mournful numbers
d164The baby was sleeping, its mother was weeping
d165The breaking waves dashed high
d166The bud will soon become a flower
d167The glorious universe around
d168The God of heaven is pleased to see
d169The hill of Zion yields a thousand sacred sweets
d170The soul is boundless as the skies
d171The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come
d172There is a hope, a blessed hope
d173There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d174There is a place of sacred [waveless] rest, Far, far beyond the skies
d175There is an hour of peaceful rest
d176There is happiness in labor
d177There is light beyond the river
d178There, sheltered from the wolves and cold
d179There's a beautiful shore where the loved ones are gone
d180There's a low, green valley on the old Kentucky shore
d181There's a small green mound on the hill
d182There's a star in the west that will never go down
d183There's a voice from the heart of the mountains
d184There's not a heart, however light
d185There's not a tint that paints the rose
d186These are the deathless palms
d187They are calling me home, they are calling
d188Thin shadowy forms are hovering
d189This is indeed an unjust world
d190This is the first and great command
d191Thou art gone before us, brother
d192Thou art gone, thou art gone to a land more fair
d193Thou wilt come no more, gentle Annie
d194Though they may lay beneath the ground
d195Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble
d196Thus said [saith] Jesus, Go and do
d197Thus saith the first, the [and] great command
d198Thy conscience be thy crown
d199'Tis eve, one brightly beaming star
d200'Tis sweet to know

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