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The Religious Songster: being a choice selection of hymns, adapted to the public and private devotions of Christians of all denominations: suitable to be used at missionary, temperance . . .

Publisher: E. A. Rice, Lowell, Mass., 1842
Language: English
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1All hail the power of Jesus' name!Page Scan
2What heavenly music do I hearPage Scan
3Holy Sabbath! day of rest!Page Scan
4Hark! my gay friends, that solemn tollPage Scan
5From every stormy wind that blowsPage Scan
6Blest are the humble souls that seePage Scan
7I love the holy Son of GodPage Scan
8While nature was sinking in stillness to restPage Scan
9When we our wearied limbs to restPage Scan
10Oh! land of rest, for thee I sighPage Scan
11Hail, heavenly love, which first beganPage Scan
12Since Man by sin, has lost his GodPage Scan
13My days, my weeks, my months, my yearsPage Scan
14My Christian friends, in bonds of lovePage Scan
15To leave my dear friends, and with neighbors to partPage Scan
16Far from my thoughts vain world begonePage Scan
17Now in the heat of youthful bloodPage Scan
18Stoop down my tho'ts that us'd to risePage Scan
19Call'd to a sense of dutyPage Scan
20The broken ties of happier daysPage Scan
21Come all ye mourning soulsPage Scan
22Religion is a glorious treasurePage Scan
23Praise ye the Lord! Ye mortals, raisePage Scan
24Hail ye sighing sons of sorrowPage Scan
25When marshall'd on the nightly plainPage Scan
26Hail the day so long expected!Page Scan
27O turn ye! O turn ye! for why will ye die?Page Scan
28How sweet to reflect on those joys that await mePage Scan
29The ways of religion true pleasures affordPage Scan
30When torn is the bosom by sorrow or carePage Scan
31The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll the firePage Scan
32Sister, thou wast mild and lovelyPage Scan
33Ye who know your sins forgivenPage Scan
34Hail the day that saw him risePage Scan
35The morning light is breakingPage Scan
36From Greenland's icy mountainsPage Scan
37Yes, my native land I love theePage Scan
38The dews lay dark on HermonPage Scan
39Hail, ye heralds of salvationPage Scan
40Night wraps the land where Jesus spokePage Scan
41From o'er the Rocky MountainsPage Scan
42From the cross uplifted highPage Scan
43Shepherd of Israel, thou didst leadPage Scan
44Watchman! tell us of the nightPage Scan
45Wake, isles of the south! your redemption is nearPage Scan
46See how great a flame aspiresPage Scan
47Behold, the mountain of the LordPage Scan
48On the mountain's top appearingPage Scan
49Ye messengers of ChristPage Scan
50Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light!Page Scan
51From Niger's dubious billowPage Scan
52Farewell, mother! Jesus calls mePage Scan
53Yes, my native land, I love theePage Scan
54From Afric's burning, arid sandsPage Scan
55Soon may the last glad song arisePage Scan
56Hark! I hear the voice of anguishPage Scan
57Come, Christian brethren! ere we partPage Scan
58Assembled at thy great commandPage Scan
59Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comesPage Scan
60Hark!--the song of jubileePage Scan
61Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fearsPage Scan
62Brethren, while we sojourn herePage Scan
63"Break every yoke," the Gospel criesPage Scan
64Equip me for the warPage Scan
65Lord deliver! thou canst savePage Scan
66Jesus shall reign where'er the sunPage Scan
67God of Israel's faithful threePage Scan
68From foes that would the land devourPage Scan
69Hear ye the mighty rushing?Page Scan
70"Awake, my people!" saith your God!Page Scan
71Awake my soul! stretch every nervePage Scan
72O God of Freedom! bless this nightPage Scan
73Steel me to shame, reproach, disgracePage Scan
74O Let the prisoners' mournful sighsPage Scan
75Think of our country's gloryPage Scan
76With thy pure dews and rainsPage Scan
77When injured Afric's captive claimPage Scan
78Awake, Jerusalem, awakePage Scan
79From Georgia's southern mountainsPage Scan
80Daughters of the Pilgrim SiresPage Scan
81Daughters of pity, tune the layPage Scan
82Let the floods clap their hands!Page Scan
83On Java's rich and fertile groundPage Scan
84I stood amid the place of gravesPage Scan
85A Beacon has been lightedPage Scan
86Poor mourning souls in deep distressPage Scan
87When for eternal worlds we stearPage Scan
88As on the cross the Saviour hungPage Scan
89Jesus, I my cross have takenPage Scan
90What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame?Page Scan
91Why should I be affrighted by pestilence or warPage Scan
92Many woes had Christ enduredPage Scan
93When shall I see the dayPage Scan
94I would not live alway: I ask not to stayPage Scan
95Tempted, tossed, troubled spiritPage Scan
96Jesus! the visions of thy facePage Scan
97There is an hour of peaceful restPage Scan
98What sound is this salutes my earPage Scan
99Hail, God, the Father, heavenly lightPage Scan
100Hark, brethren, don't you hear the sound?Page Scan

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