The Republican Hymn Book: containing a new and original set of hymns and spiritual songs, suited to be sung at society meetings, family worship, public and social prayer meetings, etc. (2nd ed.)

#	Text	Tune
201	To thee, my Lord, I come
202	The night is almost past and gone
203	Shall proud Goliath, in a rage
204	What shall be done unto the ones
205	My blessed Lord, I want to find
206	Wisdom has hewn her pillars square
207	The rich man clothed in linen fine
208	The morning sun appears to rise
209	Children of men come hear the call
210	O who is this from Edom
211	Though man is seen today
213[212]	On us, O Lord, look down
213	America, thou happy land
214	Ye favored lands, your voices raise
215	How sweet and lovely is the place
216	My blessed Lord, I have no friend
217	It's I, the great Redeemer said
218	The queen of Sheba from the south
219	What various hindrances combine
220	O Lord, we are but flesh and blood
221	Can the Ethiopian change his skin
222	Ye pilgrims look well to the way
223	Wide is the gate and broad the road
223[224]	Awake, my soul, with all thy powers
225	Behold the wicked sons of men
226	The grace of God, how sweet it is
227	Is our report believed
228	See what a firm and solid rock
229	Though sinners fret and disagree
230	O that I could be more engaged
231	Should I attempt to turn from thee
232	If Jesus makes you free
233	A new commandment I do give
234	When Isr'l did in Egypt dwell
235	Behold, O God, our rising race
236	The dear disciples of our Lord
237	Run now ye children of the Lord
238	Did Christ, the lovely Son of God
239	Our blessed Lord did once declare
240	Ye little flock dismiss your fear
241	Afflicted souls that mourn and weep
242	Has my Redeemer gone on high
243	When Saul unto damascus went
244	Dear Lord, we see within these walls
245	Is there a rest so nigh at hand
246	If others go on
247	Old Abraham sent his servant
248	Thy people shall all willing come
249	O King of Zion, quickly come
250	Poor sinners you are born to die
251	Arise, my stupid soul, arise
252	O could I but my Jesus love
253	Go cut the fruitless fig tree down
254	Vain are the thoughts of earthly minds
255	In nature's garden can't be found
256	O Saviour let thy kingdom come
257	Behold the busy sons of men
258	Why is your music all laid by
259	'Twas by the streams of Babylon
260	The ways of Zion mourn
261	Forbid that I should turn from thee
262	It is enough, old Jacob said
263	My brethren, if you would obey
264	How little do I feel
265	Dear Lord, how long shall I be here
266	Ye needy souls improve your time
267	Sinners, are you resolved to go
268	Hear the good news ye sons of men
269	'Twas with a shout our Lord went home
270	What homage should we pay
271	Dear Lord, let not thine anger rise
272	The Savior calls, ye nations hear
273	'Twas by the Father long decreed
274	Arise, Columbia's sons arise
275	Bright glory now begins to dawn
276	My little vessel now set sail
277	Ye sons of Zion raise your voice
278	Come, all ye mourning sons of sorrow
279	My dear friends and relations
280	Behold the young man in his prime
281	Sinners, hear the declaration
282	O my soul, what means this sadness
283	Why stand ye here agazing, ye men of Gallilee