The Millennial Harp

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d501We speak of the realms of the blest
d502Weary pilgrim, why this [the] sadness
d503Welcome, sweet day of rest
d504We're toiling here, by sin opprest [oppressed]
d505We've no abiding city here
d506What poor despised company
d507What sounds are these salute the ear
d508What various hindrances we meet
d509When burdened is my breast
d510When daily I kneel down to pray
d511When for [the] eternal [heavenly] world [worlds] I [we] steer
d512When I can trust my all with God
d513When I survey the wondrous cross
d514When I'm happy hear me cry [sing]
d515When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay
d516When languor and disease invade
d517When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain
d518When overwhelmed with grief
d519When shall I see the day that ends my woes
d520When shall the voice of singing flow
d521When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever
d522When the harvest is past and the summer is o'er
d523When the last trumpet's awful voice
d524When the waves of life o'ertake me
d525When the worn spirit wants repose
d526When this fair globe that hath so long
d527When torn is the [thy] bosom by [with] sorrow [anguish] or [and] care
d528When we the sacred grave survey
d529Whene'er I look into thy word
d530Where are now those ancient prophets
d531Where two or three, with sweet accord
d532Wherefore should man, frail child of clay
d533While here I sit at Jesus' feet
d534While life prolongs its precious light
d535While nature was sinking in stillness to rest
d536While thee I [we] seek, protecting power
d537While we the opening [empty] tomb survey
d538Who does not prize excellence
d539Who is this that comes from Edom
d540Who shall be in thy heavenly place
d541Who taught the bird [birds] to build her [their] nest [nests]
d542Why should I fear the darkest hour
d543Why should I wish to linger here
d544Why sleep ye [we], my brethren; come, let us arise
d545Why that look of sadness
d546Why, when storms around you gather
d547With Jesus in our [the] midst
d548With Jesus, the crown of my hope
d549With joy we meditate the [thy] grace
d550Worthy, worthy is the Lamb
d551Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim
d552Ye dying sons of men
d553Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm
d554Ye humble souls complain no more
d555Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits
d556Ye who know your sins forgiven
d557Ye who rose to meet the Lord
d558Yes, mighty Jesus, thou shalt reign
d559Yes, the golden moments hasten
d560Yes, there's one place like home
d561Yes, 'tis a rough and thorny road
d562Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints
d563Zion shall soon lift up her head

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