The Psalmist: a new collection of hymns for the use of Baptist churches; with a supplement

Publisher: Gould, Kendall and Lincoln, Boston, 1849
Editor: J. B. Jeter, Richard Fuller
Denomination: Baptist
Language: English
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601My spirit looks to God alonePage Scan
602How happy they who know the LordPage Scan
603Eternal God, our wondering soulsPage Scan
604The Lord of glory is my lightPage Scan
605My God, I thank thee: may no thoughtPage Scan
606Guide me, O thou great JehovahPage Scan
607The man is ever blestPage Scan
608Supreme in wisdom, as in powerPage Scan
609How blest the man whose cautious feetPage Scan
610Come, thou Fount of every blessingPage Scan
611Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fearsPage Scan
612Behold thy waiting servant, LordPage Scan
613O, cease, my wandering soulPage Scan
614Where is my God? does he retirePage Scan
615Thou art my portion, O my GodPage Scan
616Forever blessed be the LordPage Scan
617Dear Refuge of my weary soulPage Scan
618Up to the fields where angels liePage Scan
619Dear Father, to thy mercy-seatPage Scan
620How can I sink with such a propPage Scan
621Unshaken as the sacred hillPage Scan
622They who on the Lord relyPage Scan
623Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?Page Scan
624When sickness shakes the languid framePage Scan
625When, overwhelmed with griefPage Scan
626When musing sorrow weeps the pastPage Scan
627When languor and disease invadePage Scan
628Why, O my soul, O, why depressedPage Scan
629My thoughts surmount these lower skiesPage Scan
630My God, permit me not to bePage Scan
631Thou Power supreme, whose mighty schemePage Scan
632Prayer is the soul's sincere desirePage Scan
633Prayer is the contrite sinner's voicePage Scan
634Prayer is the breath of God in manPage Scan
635Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languishPage Scan
636From every stormy wind that blowsPage Scan
637I love to steal awhile awayPage Scan
638Go when the morning shinethPage Scan
639How sweet the melting layPage Scan
640Sweet is the prayer whose holy streamPage Scan
641Father divine, thy piercing eyePage Scan
642Behold the throne of grace!Page Scan
643A throne of grace, then let us goPage Scan
644Come, let us pray; 'tis sweet to feelPage Scan
645Come, praying souls, rejoicePage Scan
646O that I knew the secret placePage Scan
647Father of all our mercies, thouPage Scan
648My God, my prayer attendPage Scan
649Eternal Source of life and lightPage Scan
650Our heavenly Father, hearPage Scan
651Light of those whose dreary dwellingPage Scan
652Saviour, when in dust, to theePage Scan
653Love divine, all love excellingPage Scan
654Thou boundless Source of every goodPage Scan
655My God, permit my tonguePage Scan
656O, help us, Lord; each hour of needPage Scan
657Lord, through the dubious paths of lifePage Scan
658Our Father, God, who art in heavenPage Scan
659My God, my Father, while I strayPage Scan
660Father, I know thy ways are justPage Scan
661O, could I find, from day to dayPage Scan
662My Saviour, fill my soulPage Scan
663O, for a heart to praise my God!Page Scan
664Father, whate'er of earthly blissPage Scan
665Blest are the pure in heartPage Scan
666"Remember me," my Saviour GodPage Scan
667O thou from whom all goodness flowsPage Scan
668Lord, help me to resignPage Scan
669O that thy statutes every hourPage Scan
670Shall we go on to sinPage Scan
671Permit me, Lord, to seek thy facePage Scan
672O Lord, thy heavenly grace impartPage Scan
673And can my heart aspire so highPage Scan
674Let thy grace, Lord, make me lowlyPage Scan
675Shepherd divine, our wants relievePage Scan
676O God, my strength, my hopePage Scan
677Thou Fount of blessing, God of lovePage Scan
678Father, who in the olive shadePage Scan
679'Twas in the watches of the nightPage Scan
680Lowly and solemn bePage Scan
681My God, the spring of all my joysPage Scan
682Mine eyes and my desirePage Scan
683Is this the kind return?Page Scan
684O, where is now that glowing lovePage Scan
685Where is my Saviour nowPage Scan
686Broad is the road that leads to deathPage Scan
687The awful message camePage Scan
688Strait is the way, the door is straitPage Scan
689My Maker and my KingPage Scan
690How oft, alas! this wretched heartPage Scan
691O for a closer walk with God!Page Scan
692My soul lies cleaving to the dustPage Scan
693When all thy mercies, O my God Page Scan
694Blest are the sons of peacePage Scan
695People of the living GodPage Scan
696Let party names no morePage Scan
697How sweet, how heavenly, is the sightPage Scan
698How blest the sacred tie that bindsPage Scan
699Lo! what an entertaining sightPage Scan
700How beautiful the sightPage Scan

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