The Sacred Melodeon

#	Text	Tune
d1	A father is praying The Savior to hear
d2	A home in heaven, what a joyful thought
d3	A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed
d4	Along the banks where Babel's current flows
d5	As down a lone valley with cedars o'erspread
d6	As down the calm river our light vessel glides
d7	Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep
d8	Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays
d9	Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow
d10	Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning
d11	Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round
d12	Come, O thou traveller unknown
d13	Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness
d14	Do this, and remember the blood that was shed
d15	Ere I sleep, for every favor
d16	Far from mortal cares retreating
d17	Farewell, farewell, farewell, my [dear] friends
d18	Feed my lambs, how condescending
d19	Friends of freedom, swell the song
d20	Gentlest of all in realms above
d21	Glorious things of thee are spoken
d22	Glory to Jesus for his love
d23	Hail, sovereign love, that first began
d24	Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator
d25	Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound
d26	Hark, my soul, it is the Lord
d27	Hast thou heard of the land where no sorrow
d28	Head of thy [the] church triumphant
d29	High in yonder realms of light
d30	Ho ye remnant oppressed scattered bruised
d31	Home, Home, can I forget thee
d32	How beauteous are their [his] feet
d33	How blest are they who always keep
d34	How calm and beautiful the morn
d35	How happy that immortal mind Who rests
d36	How long, O Lord our Savior
d37	How pleased and blest was I
d38	How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight
d39	How sweet to bless the Lord
d40	How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us]
d41	I came to the spot where the White Pilgrim lay
d42	I have fought the good fight
d43	I hear thee speak of the better land
d44	I love to steal awhile away
d45	I'll forbid my vain aspiring
d46	I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry
d47	In time of fear, when trouble's near
d48	Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me
d49	Jesus drinks the bitter cup
d50	Jesus, let thy pitying eye
d51	Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly
d52	Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone
d53	Let songs of praises fill the sky
d54	Lo the heavens are breaking
d55	Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our
d56	Loud let the gospel trumpet sound
d57	Love and union, Zion's basis
d58	Mary to her [the] Savior's tomb
d59	My Christian friends in bonds of love, whose hearts
d60	My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty
d61	My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so
d62	Now the winter has come
d63	O choose the path of heavenly truth
d64	O come, come away, from labor now reposing
d65	O happy is the man [child] who [that] hears instruction's [religion's] [Messiah's] warning voice
d66	O no, we cannot sing the songs made for Jehovah's Praise
d67	O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh
d68	O tell where you've laid him
d69	O what is life, 'tis like a flower that blossoms and is gone
d70	O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above
d71	O you immortal throng of angels
d72	Our bondage here [it] shall [will] end by and by
d73	Our Father in heaven we hallow thy name
d74	Pilgrim, the vision before thee is glorious
d75	Praise the Lord, when blushing morning
d76	Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming
d77	Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore
d78	Salvation, O the joyful sound
d79	Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior
d80	See where the rising sun
d81	Shades of evening close not o'er us
d82	Since Jesus freely [purely] did appear
d83	Soon as breaks the dawn of day
d84	Soon will the glorious morning dawn
d85	Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary]
d86	Stay, father, stay, the night is wild
d87	That awful day will surely come
d88	That great, tremendous day's approaching
d89	The Assyrian came down like the wolf
d90	The breaking waves dashed high
d91	The faithless world's promiscuous flow
d92	The last lovely morning, all blooming and fair
d93	The sun to the west has descended
d94	The voice of free grace cries escape
d95	The war in which the soldier fights
d96	The year rolls round, and steals away
d97	There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away
d98	There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d99	There is an hour of peaceful rest
d100	This life's a dream, an empty show