Linden Harp: a rare collection of popular melodies adapted to sacred and moral songs, original and selected. Illustrated. Also a manual of...

Editor: Lilla Linden
Publisher: Printed for the author, New York, 1855
Language: English
Notes: Numbering is by page number. Letters are added to numbers for hymns starting on the same page.
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87bZion! bright and fair, strong thy bulwars arePage Scan
87cO happy land! O happy land!Page Scan
88Should you wish to be told the best use of a pennyPage Scan
89"O! I am so happy!" the little girl saidPage Scan
90I'll away, I'll away like a pleasnat boyPage Scan
91I walk'd in a field of fresh clover this mornPage Scan
92My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of libertyPage Scan
93Come youthful sinners, comePage Scan
94aWhat is it shows my soul the wayPage Scan
94bWho took me from my mother's armsPage Scan
95aWho fed me from her gentle breastPage Scan
95bWho often with me kindly play'dPage Scan
95cWho was it, when we both were youngPage Scan
96The little child who loves to prayPage Scan
97aI've got a penny, dear mammaPage Scan
97bWe were so poor when baby diedPage Scan
98Be kind to thy father, for when thou wert youngPage Scan
99"Be good, little childern," your mother will sayPage Scan
100How pleasant thus to dwell belowPage Scan
101aOn Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eyePage Scan
101bO glorious rest, there joys sublimePage Scan
102Who'll buy a nosegay, cried a sweet little childPage Scan
103aVery little things are wePage Scan
103bHow should children spend the day?Page Scan
103cJesus, Lord, to thee I prayPage Scan
103dLord! this night I come to ownPage Scan
104Oft in the stilly nightPage Scan
105Like mists on the mountPage Scan
106When joy thy heart is swellingPage Scan
107aSweetly to the Sabbath bell steals on the airPage Scan
107bI must not be angry, nor snatch rudely awayPage Scan
108We all love one anotherPage Scan
109aThere is a happy landPage Scan
109bHelp me to praise thy namePage Scan
109cNever the drunkard's drinkPage Scan
110Get up early! time is preciousPage Scan
111In the school-room while we stayPage Scan
112Willie said, Now will I learn to read and spellPage Scan
114Now is it not a pity that such pretty girls and boysPage Scan
115aOur youthful hearts for learing burnPage Scan
115bO may truth Page Scan
116Don't you hear the school-bell ringing?Page Scan
117Sing, sing sing!Page Scan
118The mother look'd pale, and her face was sadPage Scan
119Go to my motherPage Scan
120aA little Robin built a nestPage Scan
120bO, turn thy little foot asidePage Scan
121Happy birds are on the wingPage Scan
122aThe winter is over and gonePage Scan
122bO, make me a very good childPage Scan
122cMy father, my mother, I knowPage Scan
123aSmiling May comes in playPage Scan
123bSilently, silentlyPage Scan
124O, here I sit, and plait my strawPage Scan
125Angry looks can do no goodPage Scan
126To do to others as I wouldPage Scan
127Say, mother, why do people weepPage Scan
128My dear little pillow, so nice, soft and warmPage Scan
129Good-night, little birds! I am going to bedPage Scan
130And now to all good-nightPage Scan
131It was a blessed summer dayPage Scan
132Jesus Christ, our Lord and SaviorPage Scan
133aHere we throng to praise the SaviorPage Scan
133bJesus, tender shepherd, hear usPage Scan
133cLet the children come unto me, Once on earthPage Scan
133dSaviour, once fond parents brought theePage Scan
134I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of oldPage Scan
136A little girl, with a happy lookPage Scan
137I hear thee speak of a better landPage Scan
138What is that, mother? The lark, my childPage Scan
139O say, little girl, whither now are you going?Page Scan
140While the Sunday bells are ringingPage Scan
141aI wish I were a mountain larkPage Scan
141bLittle Willie stood under an apple-tree oldPage Scan
142O where, tell me where, has my little brother gone?Page Scan
144Schoolmates, can you tell me whyPage Scan
145aWho are they in heaven who standPage Scan
145bLittle schoolmates, can you tellPage Scan
146O, what is heav'n? I want to knowPage Scan
147Mother, how still the baby liesPage Scan
148Dear mother, I ask for my father in vainPage Scan
150Dear little sister, how d'ye do?Page Scan
152aMy pretty flowers have come againPage Scan
152bO where, tell me where, has my dearest father gone?Page Scan
153Who came from heaven to bleed and die?Page Scan
154Enlisted in the cause of sinPage Scan
155aOur Father who art in heaven, Halloowed be thy namePage Scan
155bI'll never use tobacco, no!Page Scan
156With joy we meetPage Scan
157When the flow'rs are gaily bloomingPage Scan
158When shall we meet again?Page Scan

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